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Network Prompts
ONE: THE THINGS THAT CRAWL IN THE NIGHT
You haven't thought about the spiders that roam Norfinbury in awhile. But then something happens one night. It's after lockdown and you're all alone, but you can't sleep. How can you, when every time you try to drift off you hear the sounds of scurrying little legs? The sound gets louder, it multiplies, until its all around you. But where--where? Maybe they bugs are beneath the wallpaper, maybe they're under the floorboards. Maybe they're in the furniture. Or maybe, maybe they're just in your head. The tablet is the only thing you have to turn to. Even if you're the only one experiencing these sounds, maybe someone can talk you down, convince you that it's just a brief episode of paranoia that you can unwind from.
TWO: IT WAS ONLY JUST A DREAM
You wake up late into the night. You dreamed you were crawling through a tight, closed space, your body scraping against the metal, and know you don't belong here. Where are you going? The vent is dark, and you don't have your tablet with you. You think there's someone behind you, but you can't be sure. You pull yourself forward with one of your arms. And then you pull yourself forward with your other arm. And then you pull yourself forward with a third--one you shouldn't have. One that doesn't even belong to you.
Once your eyes are open you can still feel those extra limbs extending outward from your body, thin spider legs grabbing at air, clawing for purchase--but then the feeling passes. You're just you, and now you can't get back to sleep. Maybe someone else had the same dream?
Action Prompts
THREE: RATE YOUR DISCOMFORT
You and your traveling companion have found an easy routine. Travel, search, hunker down, try to find a semblance of warmth and comfort for the night before you sleep and start all over again. You don't question when they offer you the last of the fresh fruit from your last run to the grocery store. It's a kind gesture, and perhaps you intend to return it the next chance you get. But the food sits uncomfortably in your stomach.
You can feel it, can't you? It's not churning inside of you but moving, squirming, crawling. Nothing relieves it. It doesn't hurt but you feel sick, you find yourself shuddering, but when you show your companion your shaking hands they don't seem to notice the way that your skin ripples with something unseen just underneath. Whatever you ate isn't just in your stomach. It's inside. You can feel it tickling up your throat, reaching up up up.
FOUR: IT SLEEPS BENEATH THE SNOW
You're almost there: the building is just ahead of you, and just in time for lockdown. The coast is clear...at least, that's what you think before the ground around the building begins to move. The snow shifts, snaking in a wide, giant circle around it. And then the monster reveals itself, snow falling from its hardened exoskeleton in chunks, a giant centipede-like anomaly with too-human eyes and hundreds of legs like stilettos decorated with razor blades.
It has you and your traveling companion in your sights--you're going to have to think faster than it can reach you if you want to get around it and into the house before the door locks and dooms the both of you.
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snowblindmemes2017-01-14 08:59 pm
@featherydouche; text
whats the problem bambi did the hunter come to murder your mom again
doesnt that fucker know when enoughs enough
whats he going to do hunt down her carcass and open fire
doesnt he know its no use shooting a dead deer
fucker thought it was just corporeal punishment for horses but if its got hooves and its deceased the clause still carries
now hes off to nature jail
which is like regular jail but the bars are made of tree branches and the squirrels come to judge you
you might think chomper there is just chewing his walnut but take a good hard look in those beady little eyes
he knows what youve done
he knows your sins
but while im mixing ants for antlers lets get back to the point
no theres not actual insects here
but yes there are things that are like bugs
as in spiders
robospiders
the admin has a stock of them hiding out beneath the town or something for all her weird admin needs
and why youre hearing them no i dont know but its probably not good
the weird shit here rarely is
text forever
im glad were still united by that singular opinion
because theres absolutely nothing else similar about us
not anymore anyway
after this betrayal
seriously
teal deer
i said i was going to drop it but i lied
shit hurts
thats like the bat symbol of shut the fuck up
ok
what a relief
im glad to know that these insects arent bound to the laws of nature and thus nature jail
im super happy to know that they operate on another level of fucked uppedness
but youll be glad to know that between writing my first comment reading your affront on my personhood and typing up a calm and rational response
i havent been torn to pieces by AI centipedes
woo
actually i think i hear them less
but im wary about pressing my precious brain canal up against the splintery wall
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you remember roses guide
of course you do
that shit went on forever like the breadsticks at the local olive garden
except without the garlic or soul deep shame of eating there
and like too many breadsticks lead to a doctor shaming your carb intake too many words lead to my eyes glazing over
i gotta ration my reading time
sometimes i have to put up with karkat and you know he goes on even longer than we do
with words like irascible and bulgewart thrown in for flavor
theyre the alien sentence garlic and hes got a heavy hand with the seasonings is what im saying
also i did my time back reading through 500 comment posts from winter and miller for all the juicy deets of what the fuck is going on here
im saying youre a little too late and a little too bug fetish for my attention to hold the whole way through
i mean come on man
you know what rose would say if she saw you going on like that
freuds ghost is chortling into the end of his cigar somewhere
anyway
im gonna go ahead and say dont put your precious brain canal up against the splintery wall
if it were me i wouldnt want to tempt the zombie quotient of the AIrachnids you feel me
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rose and karkat ramble because they want to lead us around like sheep to some verbose shepards
nobody will argue with you if everybody stops listening to you
me
and by me i mean we
were story tellers
and we both know that too many breadsticks is an oxymoron
youre an oxymoron
i would kill a man for baggy full of those herby twigs
but whatever
if im not sleeping and im not pressing my ear up against things then i might as well drain my soul into the screen here and amuse myself
unless youve saved up any precious meme rations in these trying times
usually at this point of rampant insomnia im balls deep in classic dr phil fights on youtube
no subject
a bird man gets hungry and aint nobody here to toss me bread scraps
its a crying shame
but truth be told a good nights sleep is pretty hard to come by at the best of times
never thought id miss that golden eyesore of a ship but at least it had furnaces
ive still got my eyes peeled just looking for a blanket
nevermind the nights when the horror movie soundtrack get pumped directly into our ear canals
sadly my emergency anti insomnia meme supply is pretty low
i could show you a pic of the geromy i graffitied on a wall but that would deny you the joy of finding it in person someday
my only regret is that sweet bro disappeared from the wall i painted him on
turns out the admin only tolerates vandalism on interior walls
and i could show you the pic for him but it would spoil where i hid the new friend
no subject
or am i thinking of rice
either way
thats rough
hmm
i guess i wasnt really getting many quality siestas on the meteor either
mostly just corralling thousands upon thousands of numerical sheep
but yeah
at least there were couches
and bountiful soft troll bodies to lay your head to rest on
no no
dont spoil it
the thought of a lone geromy out there in the wild world is just the driving force i need to accelerate my aching bones through these lonely bug filled nights
i wont lie
i have thought of pissing memes into the snow too
no subject
[He was going to say more, but sometimes you just gotta ask.]
no subject
bodies
anyway as i was saying
pissing in the snow is an untapped communication method
no subject
which and how many bodies are we talking here
i need to know if this is a delicate head pillowed on an inviting lap situation or a literal bed raft of trolls strung side to side that you lounged out on
no subject
its none of those things
its casual dude
you and a bro are chilling on the couch
someone gets a hit of the sandman express and you sink into the folds of the couch like its some sarlacc coming at you from the back end
and then whoops
you have yourself a shoulder bump
who gives a fuck
do hugs give you hard ons or what
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and that hugs are carefully rationed out for special circumstances like a sad girl is crying on you or a stray dad has mistaken you for the adoptable kind of orphan and you want to let him down easy
save when im dating someone which im not so thats not relevant
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those are all still acceptable reasons to dish out hugs
weve just added a new one to the list
its like all the other ones are on a nice laminated card and this one is scribbled on in crayon
reasons for hugs number 3
seeking comfort while hurtling through space on a rock with extremely limited sources of companionship
im not really surprised you didnt get to cuddlebase though i mean
it was you jade and john right
so there was like
awkward dating tension or whatever
and john is the most wonderful form of human garbage so i dont think he knows how to get between that
but if ive learnt anything
its that it takes a fine balance of a lot of shit to make cuddles happen without the usual hem hawing
im not dating anyone tho
no subject
yeah
well
guess you passed that milestone before me
so congrats on beating me to the punch
wherein the punch is a warm two armed embrace in the name of space friendship
the only thing john was hugging was his own frustrated teenage malaise and sometimes his nanna
maybe if you were there you two would have been hug bumping bros by the end of the trip
but what do i know
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Of course, in his eyes, Davesprite spent years chilling with his two favourite people, ticking off some Normal Teen Progression boxes by having a relationship with Jade.
Comparing yourself to other people and their accomplishments is a bad habit as it is, it feels all the more intense when the person you're comparing yourself to is actually you. It's like trying to beat your top score in Diddy Kong Racing.]
dont sell yourself short
you successfully wooed and romanced a girl using nothing but your wit boyish charm and your soft feathered underbelly
turns out that the ticket out of the friendzone is a warm orange tinge and a tail
so kudos
[Is he a little incredibly fucking jealous? Yes. Yes he is.]
yeah sounds like john
look i cant give a definitive answer there having barely spent more than a few moments in his glorious presence
the only thing i can guarantee is that he would be making everyone cringe and assuming that affection will land him a case of the big damn homos
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yeah
you see
being literally the only romantically viable target on a ship full of carapaces consorts blood relatives and your sisters cat does wonders to boost your dateability stat
my echeladder was maxed the fuck out
top rung
big accomplishment right
for a while i thought nakkadile #319 was going to sweep her off her feet
you never know smug til you see a smirking reptile boast how much hes got in common with a girl on the grounds that hes got legs
its not a thing anymore anyway
so its not important
im just saying john would have been more jazzed than the 20s for a chance to spend three years with you