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lua james. twenty one pilots fan, maker of lore content & spn expat, lover of fandom culture. youtube.com/poptivist
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grabbed some street food on the way out. there was zero language compatibility so I was ended up with a hot dog with mayo and i think it changed something in me
you're not allowed to bring any men or meat into my airbnb.
in los angeles for the last two pilots shows til like 2029
i'm not sure i know offhand but let me look!
thank you for all these gifts friend 😍
back in the hospital now for (hopefully) a med change requiring a (hopefully) short inpatient stay.
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This might be one of my favourite things on the internet. It cracks me up every time. 😁
by request from @subtlefire.bsky.social: Clancy's Big Day Out.

ahem:
"For the love of fuck," he says to no one. No one hears him.

He walks back to the camp, whapping bushes with his smothered torch along the way.
Gerald stands there. He stands there some more. He allows himself a moment to imagine he himself being trampled by woodland animals, but no such mercy arrives. There is only a hare nearby, who looks at him dispassionately.
-- yes, those are animal crackers. Clancy makes a delighted gesture. Without a word, the Bishop turns toward the direction of the gates of Dema, heading right back in his unsettling gait, Clancy tromping dutifully behind him.
Forgetting his own visibility, Gerald stands rooted to the spot in disbelief. Clancy reaches the bottom of the hill and greets the Bishop, which Gerald can't hear but he can tell he says nothing in response. Instead, he produces from his voluminous sleeves --
"Clancy," Gerald begins to warn, but it's too late.

"Be right back!" Clancy says brightly, "I think I know that guy." And clambers slowly down the steep slope of the hill.