*Jumps.*

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

You like Roblox games, what do you think about Doors? If you've played it.

I really like the creatures in doors and how they designed it to be an old fashioned hotel! (I'm a history nerd lol)

I haven't played it in a bit, but it definitely has a place in my heart!

About my BATIM AU "Dead And Buried."

Dead And Buried is about Henry coming back and discovering the truth of what happened. Henry's memories of the studio and its people are either a bit blurry or entirely gone due to him getting a concussion the month before he came back to the studio. The concussion caused him a mild loss of memory, while the concussion itself was caused in a car accident.

Henry feels something calling to him below the studio when the sudden telegram arrives in the mail. Before Henry received the telegram, he had received a call from a woman named Harriet Polk, who claimed to be Norman and Johnny's older sister. She had found Henry's number in a phone book when she was cleaning out Norman's house. She explained that Norman and Johnny had been missing for a while now and she was desperate to find out what had happened to them. She had already tried going to the police to file a missing persons report, but all they told her was, "They're legally adults. They're allowed to do as they please."

She also recognised Henry's name due to Norman talking about him, knowing that the two worked together. Henry tells her about his concussion and, to her dismay, doesn't have much information that would be useful to her. He could hardly remember Norman. The only people he could remember the most was Joey Drew and the music composer (couldn’t recall his name.) With a heavy heart, Harriet thanked him, then hung up. The conversation though would replay Henry's mind, causing him the determination to collect his forgotten memories.

He finds old photo albums, letters, drawings and even an old marvelous fountain pen that had been gifted to him by someone named Sammy Lawrence. The photos can only answer so much, which was pretty much nothing. The drawings could only be interpreted as "just cartoons" and the pen..well..it certainly didn't explain anything (though it was nice to look at, admittedly). So when that telegram arrived out of nowhere, inviting him to visit the old studio, to get a chance to remember again, he accepted. Besides, it wasn't like he had anything else going on in his life at the moment. 

When arriving at the studio, Henry will have to unearth the hideous lies, bloody nightmares and the screams from friends and foes. How deep will he go to understand the past? How far will he push on to retrieve his memories? Maybe letting memories being Dead And Buried would’ve been for the best, Henry.

With a polite and warm dip of her head, Cathy waved and walked over to Ray.

She caught the kid awkwardly shuffling around a grand oak, its branches outstretched to the sky as sunlight seeped through its leaves and branches.

She smiled, chuckling when she knelt down, her dress sweeping over dirt and grass. Her warm benevolent brown eyes melted in Ray's as she tilted her head. "Well hello, miel. How are you over here? Is the oak giving you company?"

Her teasing was light and sympathetic, before her hands reached out to adjust Ray's collar and sash and patches.

"There. What a pretty little boy you are," she praised, her tone sweet like honey.

Catherine watched her boy go bound off towards the forest, already passing a gathering of boys, the group exchanging excited words about the upcoming hike.

She greeted a fellow Mother, her smile just twitching when the madame pronounced her name wrong.

She had given up on correcting people long ago, already feeling fatigue from having to watch all those people tumble and slip up with it.

She then noticed a burly man dragging a little boy down to the camp grounds. She didn't recall meeting the man before nor the little boy before, so she was already brushing off her dress and walking towards them with a smile.

"Bonjour monsieur! It's quite lovely to see new faces around here. Is your boy joining this group as well? It's such a wonderful thing to see kids interested in participating in this!"

The man looked up as he was approached, offering a small smile as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Well hello there, ma’am. Yeah, my son’s gonna give it a go. I’m on a little, uh, work trip, so I figured I wouldn’t bore him with my business.” He ruffled his son’s hair as he said that last bit. His accent sharply contrasted hers, one that could be identified as Southern from the U.S.

He turned to his son and moved his hand to his shoulder as he added, “Ray, why don’t you go on and run ahead. Make sure you talk to the other boys, y’hear? No point avoidin’ it if you wanna have fun.”

The kid—Ray—nodded and gave him a hug before walking off to join the other boys. His father watched him go for a moment before turning back to Catherine.

“Ah, sorry ‘bout that, ma’am. ‘Got all wrapped up… ‘name’s Daniel,” he said, offering her a hand. “My son’s name is Raymond. We’re from Virginia, just stayin’ for the summer.”

My answers:

pen! If you couldn't tell XD

I can't really have sugary things

Shape shifting sounds neat!

I'd say bears! Why not.

Halloween or Remembrance day

I like waffles and pancakes equally

50% drawing and the other 50% writing!

History! (Math is where I suck at..)

Magicians!

I have no idea. Crocs?

My questions (with my answers):

Steampunk or fantasy? (steampunk)

2. 20's or the 50's? (20's)

3. Pencil first or pen? (pencil!)

4. Rusted colours or ocean colours? (Rusted colours)

5. Foxes or wolves? (foxes!)

6. Smiling or no smiling in photos? (no smiling)

7. Movies or TV series? (TV series)

8. Be a famous actor or be a quiet writer (but is secretly making loads!) ? (50 and 50, I suppose)

9. Hand gestures when you talk or none? (Hand gestures, even if they make no sense)

10. Interview a ghost from the 70's or hop on a phantom steam train from the 1900's? (Hop on a phantom train and take me away)

Tagging:

@cupidstarz @r0zzk1ll @flowysgonemad @slaterdevil

and who else wants in. No pressure, folks!

Ten questions to ask a mutual

Instructions: prev asks ten questions and you answer them, then ask ten new ones and tag ten people to keep the chain going! I’ll go first

What is the weirdest thing you’ve eaten? (For me it’s the time I accidentally drank ants)

do you like purple or green more? (For me it’s a 50/50 I love them both)

what is your favorite two color color combo? (For me it’s purple and gold)

are you a cat or dog person? (Dogs 100%)

what is your favorite painting (Miranda by John William Waterhouse)

Mountains or beaches? (Mountains)

what’s your favorite dessert? (Lemon bars)

are you right or left handed? (Right but I used to be left handed)

salty or sweet? (Sweet)

summer or winter? (Winter)

I’m tagging 11 people but it’s whatever

@wra1th-k1ng

@bladevoyager

@tragedyanddust

@kindred-spirit-93

@urfavgreekmythnerd

@sickneurotic

@ry-diggity

@we-are-but-dead-stars

@thestarryfalls

@tamaruaart

@hermesmoly

 40’s FASHION I DON'T CARE I JUST NEED TO DRAW THESE AWESOME PEOPLE SOMETHING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

@creationandcalamityau @thelocalmoth @asknorman-polk @asksammylawrence @art-by-stella @eeveelikessoda @yourfavouriteboyrider @im-outa-here

So, you asked if you could hug Sally, is the character in your pinned post the one you want me to use for that? I’m drawing it out, but I just want to make sure I use the correct character :]

You may use the one in the intro or this one!

It is up to you! EITHER WAY I GET TO HUG SALLY SO YAYYYYYYYYY

Audio Log: Hudson Hendriks (FOUND IN ART DEPARTMENT)

I shouldn't be so wrapped up in this, I'm aware.

In about a month, I'm quitting the studio and packing up my bag for Canada. The Air Force awaits....

I should be proud to have ties to RCAF. I should be ecstatic about following my Dad's footsteps, and his Dad's footsteps....and his Dad's footsteps...wait does that even make sense? Whatever, pretty sure it does.

I was once an Air Cadet. What the hell did I expect? Never go to the Air Force? Yeah, right.

I should be proud. Brave. And......Oh to hell with this!!

Why won't he be proud of me? What do I have to do? Lead a bunch of P-51 mustangs and P-40 Kittyhawks into battle? Like heck I would!

I just......

I just want him to be proud of me.

I joined Boy scouts to impress him. I joined Air Cadets to impress him. I made ties here in New York by myself. I......

Am I......

Good enough?

If I go to war and die like a hero......

Would he finally love me?

Proud to call me his son?

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