Sick Sick Sick Of Possibility Of Being Fucking Recorded Every Waking Second By Tiktok Obsessed Quasi

I have no clue where I was going with this. Have fun.

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Twst quotes #02

Yuu: How do you know how to kiss? Like who teaches you?

Azul: Well it’s actually a class, but unfortunately it’s full right now.

Azul: Would you like me to tutor you?

Idia: That was smooth.

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Yuu: Is there a cactus where your heart should be?

Vil: What’s up your ass this morning!

Malleus: *walks in* ...Hey.

Vil: Hmm… nevermind.

Yuu: WAIT NO!

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Yuu: So... what would you do if you were in bed with me?

Jamil: Depends. Is your bed comfortable?

Yuu: Yes.

Jamil: I'd sleep.

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Yuu: ....Thou shalt not marry each other, for thy art both sinful...

Eliza: I just wanna fucking marry Idia!!

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*playing twister*

Azul: Right hand red.

Kalim: *ends up on top of Jamil*

Jamil: You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

Yuu: We stopped spinning like 15 minutes ago. Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't notice.

“Let us put it generally: if a regime is immoral, its citizens are free from all obligations to it.” – Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, Gulag Archipelago.

[Pictured: Captain Pia Klemp sitting in a chair beside her controls.

@VivianAngrisani on Twitter wrote on 6/8/2019: “Pia Klemp, a German biologist & boat captain faces 20 yrs in prison for rescuing 1,000+ migrants at risk of drowning whilst crossing the Mediterranean. Seeking asylum is a human right. Only 1 in 100 sea captains are female. This woman is a humanitarian, not a criminal. #FreePia”

@Galactic_Rabbit quote-tweeted on 6/10/2019 and wrote: “Thinking about all those videos of people honored in their old age for hiding/protecting Jewish people.”]

Light: You see, Ryuk, dressing as a woman will disguise me much better than wearing a hoodie! It's all part of the plan.

Ryuk: Hm, doesn't seem like that's all it is. You're getting quite worked up over if stuff matches.

Light: I can't just throw things together! It could give me away!

Ryuk: You looked happier putting on a skirt than when you killed Lind L whatever.

Twst incorrect quotes #10

Cater: You want to know why people are so afraid of clowns? Well you know what people say about how their feet aren't the only thing that's big? And how people who drive really big cars have small dicks? Well clowns are out there with their big feet and tiny cars…

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Yuu: Real life should have a fucking search function, or something.

Yuu: I need my socks.

Yuu: I only have 3 pairs.

Yuu: How the fuck did I lose them.

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Yuu: I once tried to play a pirated copy of Twisted Wonderland, when (favorite character) jumped out of my phone! We are currently married with three beautiful children and a summer house in Lisbon.

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*Another overblot happens*

Yuu: Well, needless to say. Uh-oh Spaghetti-os.

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Yuu and Ruggie: *slowly pushes a cannon into a 17th century bank* Okay everyone, be cool. This is a robbery.

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Day 12 | 23.2.2023

WC: 523

Prompt: [by @/dailyprompts | no. 2050]

Warning: body horror, blood

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They make sure to close all curtains before going to sleep and doesn’t like to open them until much later in the day, so when they woke up at their usual 3:30 a.m., they didn’t notice anything wrong. They had their usual coffee, showered, did some make-up, and got to painting at their desk.

They loved it, drawing out the imagery in their head and creating a piece that was as unique as the person making it gave them immense happiness. For them, it was the human body. The twisting of organs in ways that should never have been comprehended by anything, the colours too bright to be comfortable but in the sense that you just can’t look away, the feeling of illness captured by something created by another being.

It was as typical a morning as it could get.

It was 8:00 am before they finally took a break and stretched their limbs. The popping of their joints sounded oddly reassuring, and they took a look at the once-empty canvas. It was beautiful, the elongated legs that had too low knees, the pale skin making their red pupilless eyes pop, the blindingly white hair that frayed at the ends, all of it was beautiful. Satisfied with their work, they got up and opened the windows to let some light into their awfully dark house.

Only to find that the sky was… pink. A bright blinding pink that oddly reminded them of something as sweet as saccharine. And there weren’t any clouds blocking out the pretty colour. It wasn’t bad, it honestly suited the sky better than the blue it was constantly being. You’d think whoever was in charge would change it up a bit.

Then they realized something else. The world around them was… strangely silent. No cars driving by, no birds chirping to wake up the sleeping neighbours, not even a gust of wind. In other words, they were alone. There was no need to check on their friends and family to confirm this, it was a gut feeling they knew was true. 

It was strange, but there was no sense of panic in them. Rather, they were calmer than they had felt in a long time. The deep innard feeling of contentment filled them to the brim, reaching the very edge of their hairs and eyelashes to the rim of their pupils.

Perhaps it was the voice telling them that it was fine, and everything was normal, or maybe they had been losing their minds over the course of their entire life, but nonetheless, they went back to “work” and continued painting. Something that would usually bring them immense joy, but nothing felt right.

The paintings were great, pretty, aesthetic, cute, handsome, beautiful- as they always have been. But it didn’t feel like it was enough. The scars and wounds of the things didn’t feel like they belonged there, the missing ears, the cut-out eyes, the empty empty mouth, the blood drip drip dripping from their bodies didn’t feel like it should be on it. 

They closed their eyes for just a second, and on the table was a knife.

it’s that time of year

Twst incorrect quotes #11

Cater: Oh and for your information, I don't have an ego.

Cater: My Magicam banner photo is a landscape.

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Yuu: Yeah, I don’t like people.

Crowley: Oh, well now that’s not fair Yuu. Have you met all of them?

Yuu: I’ve met enough of them. People. What a bunch of bastards! You're a perfect example.

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*Yuu talking about their world*

Yuu: I’ve made a spread sheet of all the crime in Brooklyn.

Yuu: There’s so much crime in New York, no one should live there.

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Azul, having recently lost his glasses: KILL THE BUG!!!

Idia: ....That’s a gecko—

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*Yuu walking into the dorm leaders meeting*

Yuu: Sorry I'm late.

Yuu: I was doing…

Yuu: Stuff.

Azul: YOU PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS!