I follow nearly four hundred blogs. I’m pretty sure @chefpyro is still ~seventy five percent of the posts on my dashboard.
400? ur just not tumblring hard enough
get on my level
Jeez how messy is your dash?
i like to think of it as… a flood of posts. and i am a surfer.
I’ve been thinking of doing another purge, it’s taking too long to catch up on backlog again.
If I check my dash every day, it takes me like an hour and a half to two hours to get thru everything that was posted while I was asleep/at the FLGS.
She’s like 30% of despite being blocked. And I’m not including her other blogs, I just mean chefpyro. It’s a little infuriating to not be able to reblog an in depth analysis of peridot or how to cook foods.
“Why is Alex Hirsch ending Gravity Falls? He could keep making new episodes! We could have more seasons! Two isn’t enough! The show is great why not continue it?”
Lets make the PU a unit of measurement. One PU represents one parallel universe away from the reality of a course. For example, you ask me to do Watch for Rolling Rocks in half an A press.
At one PU, you ask me to do Watch for Rolling Rocks in half an A press and I elevate a Scuttlebug.
At two PUs, you ask me to do Watch for Rolling Rocks in half an A press but it turns out I’m QPU misaligned. Where I am on the main course, a picture of the star rests on the ground.
At three PUs you awake as the star. You start screaming only to have the object count freeze the game. The course is Rainbow Ride.
At four PUs, why are we in Tick Tock Clock? A goomba cries softly as you clone a bob-omb. The Scuttlebug turns towards you and initiates a lunge as the bob-omb explodes into unimportant objects. You look down to see the Impossible Goomba. It is singing the song that gives birth to the PU Grid.
At five PUs you ask me to do Watch for Rolling Rocks in half an A press. I tell you to do Watch for Rolling Rocks in half an A press. You increase your de facto speed and take a step. Across the PU grid a Scuttlebug lunges over its home. You look down at your feet and take a step. You cannot move. There are perpendicular walls at the Scuttlebug’s home. Your position shifts slightly across the PU grid. You ask me to do Watch for Rolling Rocks in half an A press. You lower your speed, tears stream down your face as you take a step.
You ask me to do Watch for Rolling Rocks in half an A press. You are on your knees. You plead with me to go back to the main course. I hear only the star’s twinkling. You ask me to do Watch for Rolling Rocks in half an A press. You scream as you lunge over your home. I am a perpendicular wall. You cannot see anything. You hold down the A button. The main course rushes up to meet you. You awake with a start in Peach’s Castle. The camera locks automatically. You ask me to do Watch for Rolling Rocks in half an A press. As you overwrite my memory slots, I do not make a sound.
You ask me to do Watch for Rolling Rocks in half an A press.
At 6 PUs
you ask me to do Watch for Rolling Rocks in half an A press. My attempt to load the level is cut brutally short as my N64 experiences a sudden lack of memory. Across the entire PU grid you are dismayed. King Bob-omb hands me a red coin but it slips through my fingers. I am reborn as the Impossible Goomba. You disapprove. A crack echoes through the game as the coin record shifts from randomness to a perfect 231. Scuttlebugs everywhere stop what they are doing and face towards their home. You hesitate momentarily before allowing yourself to assume the entire PU grid. Memory crumbles as you peruse the code contained within the game. A single Scuttlebug by the star’s platform is unloaded. You are flattened under the weight of everythingness. Your mouth opens up to cry out, before collapsing around you and blinking you out of the cartridge. You exist only within the N64′s cache. The main course rolls along the ground and collides with a Boo. My character model extrudes sideways as the game is recompiled, you hyper speed move back into the main course only for me to load an elevated scuttlebug at the height of its leap before it unloads under the strain of your boot. The game has reasserted itself. A Boo resides outside Peach’s castle for the remainder of its natural life. You die to a glitch moment’s later, and your soul raises a scuttlebug by the star’s platform. You disapprove. Your disapproval sends ripples through the interPUversal void between -32768 and +32767. A scuttlebug rotates towards its home as you begin to raise your speed with HyperSpeed Walking.
I am Silver Tongue, I am an artist. I have many characters and you can check out my art in the art tag. I occasionally practice witchcraft though I don't do anything too complicated. I am girl 2 and don't know what else to put here.
