*CELEBRATORY SCREECHING!!*

New York. Erté (Romain de Tirtoff) (Russian/French, 1892-1990). Serigraph with embossing on paper.

I remember seeing them perform this live on my campus.. My jaw dropped within 10 seconds.

ALRIGHT. LISTEN UP.

So recently, I got calls from the phone number, (937) 353-8319. They claim to be a job service, and one of their “employees”, Carrigan, is friends with whoever the call recipient is, and that Carrigan has recommended you for this $15.00/h “job”. I also got a text message from (937) 607-1493, claiming to be Carrigan, and that they need stuff to “win a scholarship”. I do not know anyone by the name of Carrigan and I know very well that this is a very dangerous scam. If you receive a call from a number, and they ask you if you would like a job for $15.00/h, HANG UP IMMEDIATELY. If you accept the “job” offer, and you go in for an interview, they will give you a drugged bottle of water and you will wake up somewhere you don’t want to be. These phone calls & texts are from a human trafficking service, and if you oblige to them, you will be sold to people and you will be raped, no doubt about it. So PLEASE PLEASE DO NOT ANSWER THESE CALLS OR TEXTS. I have listened to the voicemails, and allowed my dad to do the same, and he learned that anyone offering a $15.00/h “job” is a human trafficker. PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST THIS ALL OVER TUMBLR

The pink rabbit Turpentine comes into view on-screen. "Hello! Master Deskel wants to know if Ludwig would care to join him and listen to some classical music with him in the Melodium ((melody/coliseum, Deskel's battle room)). He'd ask himself, but he his vocabulary is eccentric and, thus, inefficient. The 500 character limit is not his friend, ehehehehe~!"

*Sliiiiides the Prick Bird some crackers* So what's Turpentine not telling us, little buddy? 👀

Prick Bird: ‘Course, Varnish will never see the work on account of his blindness. He probably won’t notice Turp’s other obvious signs, either. Boy’s blind in more ways than one. XDD

((I kinda imagine this is what Acryla's Flowerium looks like nowadays. Same concept of background flowers shooting elemental attacks and flower demons popping up to fight alongside her, it's just more difficult to figure out which flowers are dangerous.))

   Azaleas in Exbury Gardens, New Forest, Hampshire

Watch: It’s your right to share your salary, not doing so could be holding you back.

Varnish sat in front of the gate to Medium's castle. The Canvas Plains had been rather uneventful today, and his rising boredom seemed ready to spawn a surprise nap.

Until, that is, his phone went off.

Varnish took out his phone and had it read the new notification.

 "New message from: Unknown Sender. Testing?"

     Oh, Varnish thought. Someone must have texted the wrong numb-

 "Arl-teesh-dla S.M.R."

     ... the Hells?

With nothing else demanding his immediate attention, and some worry for the well-being of the text-sender after that jumble of sounds in the second text, Varnish replied.

FROM: Varnish TO: Unknown

🍴: Are you okay? 😕

▲ Now that Link knew he had a fome- fone?- whatever- he couldn’t help himself, fiddling with it and pressing all the buttons. Next thing he knew, the words ‘sent’ and ‘all’ came up on his screen. Oops. He didn’t mean to do that.

FROM: Link TO: All

▲: testing? ▲: arltlyhl;dla,smr

My town is gone.

If you’ve been watching the noise and paying attention to California, you’ve heard about the Camp Fire.

In a matter of hours, the fire jumped to 20,000 acres. This morning it reached 70,000. My town of Paradise, where I’ve lived my entire life, was consumed entirely. Very little containment has been reached and the situation is absolute hell.

My house was one of the first to go.

My mom and my sisters and I barely got out, in separate cars, and we got separated for 10 hours. My mom and little sister were stuck in Paradise with all my pets in the flames until my stepdad was able to get gas to them so they could get out. My cat was lost, and I personally was only able to grab an extremely small amount of my own belongings because I was helping my mom to grab important documents and photos and to get the pets situated.

We are now homeless, with no clue where to go from here, and desperately in need of help to get food, clothes, supplies, anything. My mom has been disabled for 3 years and we survive on a single income from my stepdad, who is a firefighter. His friends have been hurt trying to fight this. We have a dog with us, and two guinea pigs, and a bearded dragon.

My mom set up a fundraiser, even though we are not at all the type to ask for so much help.

gofundme.com

Click here to support Firefighter Fam Lost Home Paradise organized by Marissa Nypl

Cal Fire Family We lost our home in the Paradise Camp Fire yesterday. We didn't get to grab necessary items or clothing. We are lucky to be

☝️ That’s the last image of our house that I took this morning. It is now ashes and rubble.

If you can donate, it would mean the world to us, to help us get back on our feet. If you can’t, please share. Anything helps no matter how small.

(( To finish the after-asks/after-rps (for now,) here we have Tablet in his Form A, the firey knight (updated in my story), having a little sword battle with @squeaking-squad‘s Swordsman!

This took... WAY longer than I was expecting <XD Each of the swordsmen took about a day to draw. The background is just a red, changed version of Tablet’s coliseum, so I’ve had enough practice drawing the setting to make quick use of it.

I actually experimented with the layer effects in Procreate with the rainbow sword, Tablet’s flames, and the sparks between the two blades. It came out really well, I’m so proud!

This may look intense and a balanced fight, but squeaking-squad and I agree that Tablet would likely get his ass kicked in the end. XD))