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pov I just finished tma

Jonathan Sims. The archivist. The bringer of the apocalypse and an avatar of the eye.

Found the merry go round in the london zoo thrilling. THRILLING.

I love this man.

Daisy and Basira :DD my babes on the Strength Tarot Card❤️❤️❤️

NOOOOOOO

Day 6: Hugs

YOU THINK IT'S A GOOD HUG?

FOOL!!!

anyway I can't finished it in a day so here's a sketch

@jonmartinweek

what better to storyboard for my portfolio than my fav terror-ridden little guys in love? only five years too late but who's counting

"It doesn’t want to harm me."

"And me?"

"I won’t let it."

Mikaele Salesa is geniunely one of my favourite characters

So Salesa worked for motherfucking JURGEN LEITNER, saw a guy get eaten by a book and still thought, yeah I'm staying in this line of work but no books. INSANE BEHAVIOUR. And I think it somehow worked out for him, like how? My theory is that he was protected by the secret 15th fear, capitalism

[Audio ID: edited clips from The Magnus Archives and Magnus Protocol.

ELIAS: I warned you, Peter. GWEN: I thought you’d want to see this. It’s really quite amusing, actually. ELIAS: He played you like a… like a cheap whistle. GWEN: I’m in charge now. You heard. Lena’s been let go on multiple counts of negligence, incompetence, possibly even corruption. (Elias and Gwen’s laughter overlap. The Mr. Bonzo Theme begins playing in the background) (computer beep) /end ID]

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Looking forward to Protocol Season 2!

So.

I listened to one episode of tma last night.

Guess the episode based on how insane I went:

Time has stopped. I listen to one episode of this and suddenly all time stops. What do you mean it’s only been an hour? What do you mean that just being reminded of them turns my inner voice into theirs? Into his?

My mind tries to fill itself with static to maybe rid itself of his voice. Of their voices. Go back to what it once was. But it won’t. There’s no going back on a promise that you shouted out to the world. The voices of the people inside this glowing rectangle in my hands will be waiting. Each day I will go back and each day I march closer and closer to oblivion. I have his speech pattern down to a t. I have the voices tuned like the ones in the machine, able to be twisted and distorted, but never truly being mine.

The music itself is trying to drown it out. But it won’t. It knows the voice. Any time it is mentioned, it shudders. There is a dread behind it all. That it will end. Each day I listen, I walk ever closer to oblivion. I walk into the open arms of death, of life, of chaos, of fear. This whole ordeal, this monologue, spoken through the mouth of a man who has no control over his mind once a tape begins to play, all spawned from something simple. A set of six voices. The Book Burner. The Catalyst. The Replaced. The Ignition. The Lost. The Archivist. Six voices, a creaking cabin that threatens to swallow them whole, a world slick with the blood and choking cries of the survivors, and an ever so invasive god peering down and watching it all. He may not know it, but something exists beneath his skin. A power that wants to be released. If one misstep occurs, if anything goes wrong, the shell will burst. And nothing will be able to stop what emerges. Not even the one who raised the larvae, and prepared the resting bed for the cocoon. He too will be forced to face the monster he has created. But that can wait.

58 days. Maybe less. But no matter how long it takes, it will continue. And it will end. As I march, ever forward, toward oblivion.

this is part 1 [part 2] Happy TMAnniversary haha the song is  A Complete List of Fears Ages 5-28 (Aprox) by The Yellow Dress I really love this podcast so so much. I just finished it like a month ago and it still lives in my brain so i just had to do a little tribute

It's been awhile have these

a lil bonus one that made me giggle