Would You Rather Have One Dollar Or Two

would you rather have one dollar or two

two moneys

the dream. btw I wrote what happened below right after I woke up at like 2 AM so pardon mistakes I’m just copying and pasting.

War of the world’s apocalypse.

Hiding in a remote house with a little old lady and a thing.

The thing is wearing Tibetan style(?) clothing and robes that cover its face and body except its eyes and feet. Its eyes were black with gray sclera and had hooves feet. Had a lion tail. Thing was like a girl. But not quite because the old lady was teaching it sign language and math.

A large dangerous organization wanted the girl and the old lady wouldn’t tell me why. I think she called the girl Kida or Kiva. I’m stuck reliving the same day over and over and at the end of the day I die.

It goes down like the old lady tells me that something’s wrong. I get the signal that I need to take the girl into the other room, a bedroom and I remember specifically telling it, “Let’s go to the room. We can play with the basketball after.”

So I led it to the room and we hear cars pull up to the house outside. I grab the girl and force it under the bed and then gunshots. The men believe that killing her will end whatever aliens are controlling the and destroying the world. They grab the girl and execute her and then I follow.

Then the day repeats and the second day in my dream, I try to fight back but I die anyways. Edge of Tomorrow movie type stuff.

YOO I had a wild yet awesome dream last night maybe I’ll reblog with its contents.

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Grease.

french fries when I cook them

all my homies love Sturgeon

Tell us about something corbie

Ranne is literally my whole life I love Ranne so much.

sometimes I forget who powerful Ranne is in the story.

Like, Winter is such a powerful idea. It’s indomitable and so is Ranne. They hold so much powerful in their hands.

Mortals fear them out of angering Ranne while some mortals, otherwise known as patrons, love Ranne and want to have a taste of their power.

Yet Ranne cares in the sense that if someone’s does something they don’t like or someone does something offensive, that person is dead lmfao. But if you’re giving Ranne strawberries, you get a pass and maybe some cool stuff like a sword.

Ranne literally has so much blood on their hands and whenever I think about this I think of the line in Macbeth, “Seas Incarnidine”. I can’t remember the whole quote.

ough I’m bad at yapping in text.

*pokes u*

I’m gonna recreate this with my OCs