Is this all you have to give me?
The proprietor blinked owlishly. His glasses were ridiculously huge. Almost suspiciously so. No one - she thought - could possibly have such gigantic spectacles by choice or necessity. They must be a front designed to make the unwitting customer think it's dealing with a hapless old man before he strikes. He replied, You didn't win.
I was up against a gutting exo, Nardo. It's a little bit hard to win a fight against a dick you can't touch.
Bernard raised his eyebrows.
You know what I meant.
I'm not sure I did.
Just give me my money.
He watched her walk away and thought of how they didn't have women like
Is this all you have to give me?
The proprietor blinked owlishly. His glasses were ridiculously huge. Almost suspiciously so. No one - she thought - could possibly have such gigantic spectacles by choice or necessity. They must be a front designed to make the unwitting customer think it's dealing with a hapless old man before he strikes. He replied, You didn't win.
I was up against a gutting exo, Nardo. It's a little bit hard to win a fight against a dick you can't touch.
Bernard raised his eyebrows.
You know what I meant.
I'm not sure I did.
Just give me my money.
He watched her walk away and thought of how they didn't have women like
Is this all you have to give me?
The proprietor blinked owlishly. His glasses were ridiculously huge. Almost suspiciously so. No one - she thought - could possibly have such gigantic spectacles by choice or necessity. They must be a front designed to make the unwitting customer think it's dealing with a hapless old man before he strikes. He replied, You didn't win.
I was up against a gutting exo, Nardo. It's a little bit hard to win a fight against a dick you can't touch.
Bernard raised his eyebrows.
You know what I meant.
I'm not sure I did.
Just give me my money.
He watched her walk away and thought of how they didn't have women like
I'm not going to be much use now that you defrosted me, says Oskar.
They stroll the streets under the white moon with no one much around. Mimi rides on his shoulders, the queen of the deserted night.
I don't need you for your ice tonight, says Mimi. She takes his hat from his head and plops it square on her own. I want you for your other skills.
Which ones?
She swings her little feet. A man owes me something. I want you to get it for me. Actually... mostly I want you to get rid of whatever is guarding it.
I'd ask you if you didn't mean whoever, but I know better.
She smiles. You always were the intelligent one.
***
Oskar hates being t
Oskar stubbed out his cigarette on the brick wall behind him and watched as the ashes crumbled to the ground.
You die when you breathe that in, said a voice.
You die every time you breathe period, said Oskar. He didn't bother to turn around. Should have realised that a long time ago, little girl.
It would be Mimi as it always was. Her pinafore would be the contrary black over the frock of pink lace under the white, white hair. He'd seen it for years now, so many nights when the moon was past its halfway point. Mimi was branded into his memory as an inscription on a bronze plaque. How old she was - how old she would make herself appear - so
There is the temple of the dogs;
we played there once upon a time
do you remember
when the rain fell and we as children shielded our heads to run laughing between the pillars;
the temple of the dead dogs
where once upon a time
we never did remember
what dark and dreadful rites
may have been practiced upon our heads
we were too busy
living.
300 points giveaway - the winners by naked-in-the-rain, journal
300 points giveaway - the winners
Merry Christmas, sweeties!
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In the last couple of days I've already gifted around 2000 points through several giveaways (:
...And since I'm still in a festive mood ~excitedlaplz (https://www.deviantart.com/excitedlaplz)
I decided to make another giveaway for my watchers.
I want to give 3x100 points to 3 lucky deviants.
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The only thing you have to do in order to participate is
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and
be my watcher
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So... Yeah... Wow...
I'm sorry I haven't been online at all recently. It's been a tough few months for me. As well as dealing with the depression that has been near constant for years I have also been dealing with pressure to move back home after a death in the family.
Understandable? Maybe - but the death in question wasn't one that would actually affect my family, it's just that my mother has no ability to handle things out of her control and feels the need to cling to everything and everyone she can to keep her from having to actually deal with it. I can't up sticks and run back to a completely diferent country just to be a crutch. Heart
In almost every description Slenderman's basic attributes will vary greatly, however several basic traits are typical of his behavior. He is shown to behave in a very passive aggressive manner, stalking targets for years at a time, torturing his target mentally for various unknown reasons. He is rarely ever shown in a benevolent light and is typically shown as a malevolent force. This behavioral pattern has an uncertain reasoning behind it, and exactly why he behaves in such a way has yet to be fully ascertained.
The most important factor about Slenderman is the mystery. He lives unlike any human being despite having a similar appearance to
I thought I had lots of ideas for Shadowed Streets.
But then it turned out that I can't draw any more and I really can't draw sexy women.
And then it turned out that I have no idea how to write an action scene that is kind of a flashback.
And then I didn't know what to do so I went away to read comics and play on tumblr.
I think I need ideas or prompts or something. Or perhaps a simple talent transfusion.