Du Gay 👉
All of These incels and i am nothing Like them. My virginity is solely because i choose not to fuck (please believe me on this one please i beg of you), really i'm only a Virgin cause of my Iron will Not to fuck. So in a Sense rather than my celibacy being involuntary it is durable. I guess that would make me a duracel or something?
Everyone always says that there’s no excuse to be an incel, but what about me? If I ever respected women, then I’d have to go back to the bitchy white boy clone factory and watch all the mad scientists go: “Aw, shucks, this one’s a failure! Oh, well, to the exterminator it goes!”
Enriched uranium sword with a lead sheathe that is rumored to slowly kill its owner in exchange for god killing power.
League of knights with similar blades all sheathe their weapons in the mechanisms of a dilapidated castle, their power bringing arcane mechanisms to life and unearthing secrets long buried and lost.
Two selfish combatants duel with these cursed blades, their final mighty clash laying waste to both warriors and their surroundings in an apocalyptic storm of divine fire that sees the land poisoned and cursed by the gods for decades.
“Hark, Lord Bollemer, ye shall taste the steel of my Cursed Blade, and thine doom willst finally be upon you! Ready thyself!”
This place is not a place of honour
Self reblog because I realized this is exactly where one of my favorite BCS short stories falls: “The River Does Not Run” by Rachel Sobel. Audio version here.
I am Not real btw. OK so Like obviously "I" (as in the Person running this Account) am real but when you attempt to communicate with me you are Not attempting to communicate with "me" precisely but rather the Version of me that exists in your mind (or rather the Version of Project-catgirlpillar that exists in your Mind) based on the information about me you have available (which is faulty and incomplete due to stuff Like me keeping Secrets or lying or misdirecting you, but also Just plain misunderstanding) so really you are talking to a Proxy of Project-catgirlpillar that only exists in your Mind and also Project-catgirlpillar is Not really me but rather me filtered through the anonymity of the Internet and also the necessity of typing my thoughts Out so Project-catgirlpillar is really Just a Proxy for me.
Here's the Thing though: i am Not me either. Or rather i am "me" but "me" is Not the Person running this Account who we will call Catherine from now on (that's Not their Name but it is what we will be going with for the Sake of anonymity simplicity and Cat puns) now it might appear that i am Catherine however If we define a "Person" as the sum total of all experiences they have gone through (we could also define them as whoever Happens to own a specific Body but that gets fucky as soon as you're dealing with multiple Minds in a single Body or a mind without a Body such as an ai) then you realize that i, being human, do Not have a perfect memory. This means that there are experiences which make Up Catherine that i have simply forgotten which when looking solely at how this Forms my personality means that they did Not Happen to me. This means that me and Catherine have differing experiences and are thus Not the Same Person.
Now Most people when talking to me would Claim to be talking to Catherine (as in the "Person" in possession of my Body (which did experience everything i have experienced even the Things i do Not remember) but really they are talking to their Idea of me which is a Proxy for me who is a proxy for Catherine (kinda making me her Secretary) that is three layers of proxy
Which seems Like a Lot but we aren't actually done yet See i do Not show my true self to the world. There are aspects to my personality that i do Not Express to the outside world due to factors Like them Not being socially acceptable or simply me being shy. Now this "personality" does Not have it's own experiences but is rather simply a Filter through which i Express my thoughts, so from Here on Out we will be calling it either the mask or the puppet
So any random Person who thinks they are speaking to Catherine are really speaking to their Idea of the puppet of me who in Turn is catherines incomplete self making for four layers of proxy, except of course the other Person also has each of those layers (imaginary "true" self, self that thinks and communicates, puppet, my Idea of the other persons puppet) bringing us up to eight layers of proxy
My original thought was that this being a tumblr Blog would add a new layer of proxy on Account of you communicating with the Blog (plus a Bonus layer of you really talking to your Idea of of the Blog) but then i realized that honestly project-catgirlpillar is really Just an alternative Mask for me to wear so i guess thats that? We're communicating through for layers of proxy on each Side for a grand total of eight?
This is just the funny bits, and they are wonderful, but here's some of the reasons i think falsettos is the best:
- Amazing harmonies and dissanant chords
- The whole cast is so talented
- Incredibly complex and flawed characters
- Starts as just a dysfunctional family, but ends up examining the realities of the aids epidemic and how it both brought people together and tore them apart
- I just love it so much
Vote Falsettos! It's queer! It's Jewish! It's about family! It's about the aids crisis! And most importantly it's about love!
Ghost Quartet can totally still make a Comeback it's only Like five percent
I don't have any Propaganda to Put Here so instead i'll Just add the character constellation (real)
Your name is GIDEON. It is a PROTOTYPICALLY COLD day in DREARBURH. Your interests include LARGE SWORDS, DIRTY MAGAZINES, and TRYING TO ESCAPE THE NINTH HOUSE. You have just finished GETTING YOUR ASS BEAT by THE REVEREND DAUGHTER, who you DEFINITELY HATE. Now you’re back in your cell.
What will you do?
> Gideon: Get the depression.
mutuals please tell me what your username means to you! after some reflection I realize I have no idea what most of your urls mean and I’m really interested to know!
So apparently the doomed by the narrative Poll is getting redone and some of the loosers will get another Shot which means Our Boy Nash might still have a Chance (If He gets Back in that is)



