October 14, 2012
Ask Me Anything. Im totally bored..
Seriously be an asshole and literally send me a fuck load of random shit.
(via i-am-the-white-king)
from Muscle Cub ChaserOctober 13, 2012
simplicityinitself is following you
I do try my best to be honest, unless the situation obviously calls for trickery. I’ve come to appreciate honesty and what it means, as it’s difficult to solve anything without facts.
And, oh, we only appear to be different. Most are rather similar, I’ve found.
Similar? I suppose in many ways we are, but not everybody sees that. I-I’m sorry, I ramble too much!
Oh, no, no, I’ve made you uncomfortable, haven’t I? My apologies, miss, it wasn’t my intention in the slightest.
(via tawalisi)
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#misssampaguita
simplicityinitself is following you
Oh, not wise, no, simply observant and blessed with a good memory. Magic is, without meaning offence, childish. Hope is but an emotional coping mechanism, though it’s well-intentioned.
Hm. I see what you mean. Magic may be childish but it has helped the children grow and dream, and hope is what drives us to keep trying; to keep living to another day. *smiles at the bustling people* It may not make sense, but then again, it’s different for everybody. *smiles up at him*
It makes a sort of sense, madame, but not complete sense, and so I choose to disagree with it. Though I don’t expect people to agree with me.
-politely returns the smile-
*smiles* you’re very honest, I like that! I don’t expect many people to agree with me too, but I think that’s okay. Everybody is different, diba?
I do try my best to be honest, unless the situation obviously calls for trickery. I’ve come to appreciate honesty and what it means, as it’s difficult to solve anything without facts.
And, oh, we only appear to be different. Most are rather similar, I’ve found.
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#misssampaguita #I'm so sorry I'm hardly ever on this account orz
October 9, 2012
simplicityinitself started following you
Hello, and welcome.
Greetings, sir. Detective Kirkland -tips hat- at your service.
A detective? And what might a detective be doin’ here? Ah, unless, of course, you were simply passin’ through.
Simply searching for my next case. I do like to keep myself preoccupied. Might you have something for me?
As admirable as that may be, I’m afraid I won’ be of much use in yer search.
-sighs- How unfortunate.
No one ever seems to have a mystery to solve.
(via ofsoutherngraceandcharm)
from Gone, gone with the wind...-After a brief shake Earl takes his hand back, a bit surprised the other took a pause to it- That’s certainly a Germanic word for it, yes. I have my own theories but we can leave it at that. And thank you. I would like to say it’s a pleasure for me as well.
-Earl hummed, scratching his mind a bit for the word before digging it up- Have you? Well that’s a bit interesting, at least from my perspective. Why not tell me when you should be?
Oh do feel free to share; I rather enjoy bouncing ideas off of others, though rarely is it that they bounce them back. It would be an interesting change of pace.
Yes, indeed. Eighteen fifty-two, at last recollection. Of England, though that much should be readily apparent. I understand it’s the twenty-first century now. Interesting, to say the least, that humanity seems not to have changed much. You all just dress differently and talk a little oddly.
Trust me, you do not want to get me going on this unless you have the time. It’s a bit of a warning. However, let me say this… I do enjoy the science fiction angle when working with this. Imagine hundreds, if not thousands or billions of possibilities different times, different choices, different selves living separate lives, all working in their own little bubbles. Now, some bubbles pass each other, some combine, while others meet briefly leave a person or two, and then floats away. I think we’re just the lucky ones that can finally pass between them.
That or I’m going mad and this is all a dream. I’m leaning towards the second one.
Ah… that’s… a bit ago from where I’m standing. -Chuckles- Humanity has hardly changed. Perhaps we’ve gotten a bit taller as a whole and we have the knowledge of the past to stand on for our own gains, but in the end… people will be people.
I always have time for such things, Earl. For if one does not give time to thought and philosophy, what is one but a slab of flesh? Hmm… -He purses his lips, thinking it over- An interesting theory. Bubbles.
Adorable imagery, that is. But it leaves too much to chance, for my tastes. I prefer concrete ideas. However, interesting take.
Hmm, have you read up on solipsism then, I take it?
Yes, I’m aware, I’m missing decades. Indeed. Interesting, is it not, that humans as individuals are in constant flux, but as a species, we remain relatively static? Millions of variables that make up a constant, little individual cogs that make up the clock.
Of course, one has to wonder if one is an essential cog, or simply replaceable easily gotten rid of.
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#simplicityinitself #why is this turning philosophical so quick omfg
simplicityinitself started following you
Hello, and welcome.
Greetings, sir. Detective Kirkland -tips hat- at your service.
A detective? And what might a detective be doin’ here? Ah, unless, of course, you were simply passin’ through.
Simply searching for my next case. I do like to keep myself preoccupied. Might you have something for me?
(via ofsoutherngraceandcharm)
from Gone, gone with the wind...((This character is adorable he looks at all the sexual things all over his dash and is like
“My. How crass and lewd. You’d think people would be so well-mannered enough to keep such things to themselves.”
//pets his hair))
simplicityinitself started following you
Hello, and welcome.
Greetings, sir. Detective Kirkland -tips hat- at your service.
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#diedofstatesrights
(Source: byzantineprincess, via haracajedvajniat)
from Roman Empire of the East
.. Are .. Are these real -
OH YOU SILLY BRITS AND YOUR NOT OBNOXIOUSLY BRIGHT AND ARTIFICIALLY COLORED SWEETS
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#ooc #morningovermyrealm #engineerjones #gilbecraycray #2pmerka #sykpe adventures
An unanswerable riddle, how clever.
Well, at the very least, take your own money back.
Tell him ‘My statement is a lie,’ of course. A paradox for an unjust judge.
Oh, it had an answer. You just needed to be humble enough to unbend your pride and admit that you didn’t have a clue.
Uh huh! Or you could get the court examined for cruel and unusual punishment.
Ah, admit defeat for victory. A cruel, cruel irony.
Oh, but by the time the court was examined, I would already be dead. Formal law works at molasses’s pace.
One more, before I gotta go home and go to bed.
Ya got five feet of fence and only five feet to set off your property with. How do you max it out? The border must be clear.
Oh, of course, you young ones should sleep.
Well that depends on how large my property is.
Can I not also make use of a shrubbery? One that looks nice and not too expensive?
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#karen stawp
qurl i so cray
‘Qurl?’
Is that even a word-
What is this ‘cray’ you speak of?
Don’t question it. Just accept it into your life.
I politely and respectfully decline.
from Whatever remains must be the truth.simplicityinitself is following you
Oh, not wise, no, simply observant and blessed with a good memory. Magic is, without meaning offence, childish. Hope is but an emotional coping mechanism, though it’s well-intentioned.
Hm. I see what you mean. Magic may be childish but it has helped the children grow and dream, and hope is what drives us to keep trying; to keep living to another day. *smiles at the bustling people* It may not make sense, but then again, it’s different for everybody. *smiles up at him*
It makes a sort of sense, madame, but not complete sense, and so I choose to disagree with it. Though I don’t expect people to agree with me.
-politely returns the smile-
(via tawalisi)
from ☆ Perlas ng Silanganan ☆An unanswerable riddle, how clever.
Well, at the very least, take your own money back.
Tell him ‘My statement is a lie,’ of course. A paradox for an unjust judge.
Oh, it had an answer. You just needed to be humble enough to unbend your pride and admit that you didn’t have a clue.
Uh huh! Or you could get the court examined for cruel and unusual punishment.
Ah, admit defeat for victory. A cruel, cruel irony.
Oh, but by the time the court was examined, I would already be dead. Formal law works at molasses’s pace.
from Whatever remains must be the truth.What-
What are they and why are you yelling at me?
flying machines
That answers one question.
THEY FLY
That doesn’t answer-
Are you mad, sir?
I’m a little cray cray
“Cray cray?”
qurl i so cray
‘Qurl?’
Is that even a word-
What is this ‘cray’ you speak of?
from Whatever remains must be the truth.