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creatorxxiii · 3 days

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@same-pic-of-rickroll-everyday you sir/ma’am/other formal title here are both an evil bastard and and good person. Thank you for doing your job but screw you as-well.

new trend called 'heavenmaxxing' basically where you be really kind to others and help little old ladies cross the road & stuff

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creatorxxiii · 3 days

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new trend called 'heavenmaxxing' basically where you be really kind to others and help little old ladies cross the road & stuff

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creatorxxiii · 3 days

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NO, NOT THE OGRE!

sometimes im like "wow holy shit im being really fucking annoying. i should stop talking" and then i pull out my magic 8 ball and it says "youve always been annoying and your friends chose to talk you anyways. youll be fine" and im like wow thanks magic 8 ball. and then the ogre attacks me

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creatorxxiii · 4 days

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Happy birthday

day 523 of drawing spamton every day until deltarune chapter 3

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creatorxxiii · 4 days

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Clearly the correct answer

FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT

MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

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creatorxxiii · 6 days

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Yea, I’ll accept it.

happy pride!!! have some penpals art

(also kinda nervous about outing my spamton aroace headcanon but i think its funny)

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creatorxxiii · 6 days

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POV: Kris rn

this is cursed

#this keeps showing up on my dash #not complaining though

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creatorxxiii · 6 days

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Hello! I really enjoy twin runes (and i'm excited for The Other Thing) and i'm curious about how you write your comics and story line and plan them out and such

:D

Have you ever laid wide awake in bed, unable to fall asleep because a story keeps playing in your head? You go through this story countless of times. Sometimes it's tiny bits that make you super excited and you revisit them time and time again to make them even better than the last. It grips you so much that it stays with you for weeks on end. Then it starts popping up in your head at random times in the day. It won't let go of you until you finally put it to paper. But more things come to your mind as you write. The story has got you in its grasp. The more and more you write and plan, the closer you get at beating this beast in your mind. One more sentence, one more chapter until you you are finally free.

And once you do

on that fatefuly day

there is nothing left but the void.

So yeah, that is how I come up and write my stories :D

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creatorxxiii · 6 days

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Cat Food

I heard this from my genius nine-year-old grandson. No idea where he got it from, but I had never heard it before.

An old lady is shopping in a supermarket. She comes up to the cashier with six cans of cat food. “I’m sorry,” says the cashier, “I can’t sell you cat food unless you can prove to me that you own a cat.”

“Why?” says the old lady.

“Our manager heard that old people are buying cat food and eating it themselves, and he finds that unacceptable.”

“That’s ridiculous, I have to make an extra trip?” says the old lady. But sha goes home and gets her cat, brings it back to the store, and they sell her the cat food.

A few days later she comes back to the store and comes up to the cashier with a big box of dog biscuits.

“I’m sorry, I can’t sell you those unless you prove to me that you have a dog.”

“Ridiculous, I have to make an extra trip again?” But she goes home and gets her dog, brings it back to the store, and they sell her the dog biscuits.

A few days later the old lady comes back to the store carrying a small box, and approaches the same cashier.

“What’s in the box?” the cashier asks.

“Stick your finger in this hole and find out.”

“Oh no, you’ve got a snake or something that will bite me or scratch me in there!”

“No, there’s nothing alive in it,” says the old lady.

So the cashier sticks a finger in the hole, feels something soft, takes the finger out and says “Ew! That smells like poo!”

“It is poo!” says the old lady. “Now can I buy some toilet paper?”

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creatorxxiii · 7 days

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