ladyofthecryingshows asked: When you gonna get the images to work right?
fuck idk i’m probably going to have to go back on my old computer and get all of them… I hadn’t put them on imageshack, instead I thought they would keep working via iaza….. :’UUUU
(( I might send updates your way in two weeks or so ;v; I’m sorry for being so infrequent! ))
- FOREST BLOG -
wwell fuck
You begin to run towards the sound, wondering what in the world it could have been. On your run there, you realize the fog is only growing heavier and more wretched. It has a foul stench and when you breathe in the air goes to your tongue and you can taste just how disgusting this place is.
You are thoroughly disgusted.
You began standing up and stretching out, only to be interrupted by a sudden and extremely odd noise. You have no idea what the hell even made the procarious sound. You decide it would be best to INVESTIGATE the mysterious SPLOOSH! sound.
Your scarf is perfectly clean.
YOUR
SCARF.
It’s about time you used that tiny ginormous thinkpan of yours. It’s just been sitting there silently, awaiting for you to make it even smaller from stupidity even larger from your intelligent thoughts that arise everyday. You most possibly overstimulate your poor brain.
But this isn’t the matter to which you are being prodded to think about. You are being forced to think about what matters the most at the moment.
Is your scarf dirty?
Your scarf is now your first priority here in these monochromatic woods where you smell rotting flesh, burning creatures, putrid monsters, rotten lakes, and life sucking bugs.
Nothing else matters.
Your scarf
might possibly be
DIRTY.
It’s very foggy.
You are still confused.
You slowly begin to open your eyes, not wanting to actually take in the atmosphere, which appears to be filled with death, a scary monster, and disgusting water. You have no intentions of getting off of the ground and you think that this is all just a stupid dream.
That is of course, only what you are telling yourself. You hate the thought that you have just realized that this is indeed, reality. You are wondering what the hell is even going on and why you’re in the middle of the woods.
You then proceed to remember that you came here in search of Fef. She had strangely decided to run in the direction towards the woods and away from the town.
What was she thinking? This place is terribly ominous. Who knows what type of angry asshole troll she could have run into here.