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The Truman Show (1998) dir. Peter Weir
Anonymous asked:
LET'S MAKE THE STANLEY PARABLE TO BE ABOUT STANLEY AGAIN.
‘‘...!!!’‘
Stella jumps up at the sudden screams and hides in the Broom Closet.
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i can’t find the right style of the book i’m writing and i’ve drawn about a million stanleys at this point
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Send “❤” For my muse to kiss yours.
Everything felt too small and too big at the same time; her lungs gasped for air but all she could swallow was a mouthful heat, joining the rest of her body that felt oh so sluggish.
Molly was sure she would melt away into a puddle of boiling red and blue in the blistering haziness, but something kept her anchored to reality.
No - someone.
Her.
She lifted her head, fixing eyes on Mariella standing there calmly, smiling her shy smile, one that Molly had come to know and love.
Her quiet presence was a rush of fresh air, refilling Molly’s lungs and drawing forth desperate gasps.
“M-Mar - Mariella.”
Her saviour’s eye twinkled with fondness and yet, she stayed silent.
Maelle moved through the syrupy haze, every step slower than the last, every inch closer tightened the knot in her chest. It was trying to push her back, and keep her trapped here but Maelle refused to listen.
She had to touch her.
{ It’s time to stop̸̆̅̌̓̔͌͋ͦ͂̚͠ }
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MOM,
HOLY FUCK
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Hey btw
I just remembered there is kinda a Russian part of TSP’s RP Community (as you can see here) and, welp, I could make a new one alike this but English …if anyone would be interested? You would need to sign up VK to join it, though.
And yeah there is also a kiind of version in toyhou.se …but the codes thiing may kick, so I would not consider it as a proper alternative.
[ update ] … Created an English version (it’s a bit raw yet but still). You can see it [here] and so feel free to join, just in case.
secondstickingaway replied to your post “I have constructive criticism for you. How about you stop abusing...”
"You've got to be kidding me." Bradley gives the Narrator a disapproved glare. "Are you really that stupid or do you refuse to admit you traumatized Stanley to pieces?"
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... 𝙾𝚔𝚊𝚢, 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝?
"I have constructive criticism for you. How about you stop abusing Stanley?"
𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝— 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚢, 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚍! 𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝙸 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢.
𝙸𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚞𝚜.