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Oh yeah, NSH Time.
I've been holding this post back for like a week😅
I absolutely love how NSH came out and I think he's currently my favourite rain world model that I've done! (Sorry Pebbles, I'm going to upgrade you later anyway :]
I also made his scarf easily removable so you can see how the stripes aren't just on his head! The stripes and his irises also glow, but a bit brighter than the areas on Five Rotten Pebbles.
His antennae are pretty similar to how I did Sliver's, especially considering I did his first! XD They're separated from his head a bit.
Also if you've noticed in my art that his eyes are the exact same as in the model here, that's because they are! I tried finding a way to draw them how I usually might, but I just couldn't get the same vibe! So I said, "Fuck it!" and I've been drawing over his model ever since XD
NSH is also who I used to make the "umbilical arm" model! So if you saw those posts, that's why the textures are all messed up!
And here it is in all it's glory!
It's mostly made of ball joints with a flexible joint attached to the back. The last segment also twists just like your forearm bones!
Also..... lore shit below cause I have, plans™ so-
If you don't want to know why NSH is acting strange on my blog yet, read no further!
(there's also some downpour spoilers, and some other disturbing things)
*slaps top of can*
This bad boy can fit so much fucking insanity in him.
(cw: self-harm yeah you heard me)
If you haven't figured it out already (I did drop hints :) NSH's structure is damaged! His legs are giving out because a group of scavengers thought it would be funny to transport all of their explosives at once.
So he's in a bit of a pickle!
This is when Looks to the Moon and Five Pebbles' communication tower is repaired! During their first conversation in a very long time, NSH finds out about good ol' Hunter long legs, and is rightfully distraught! He feels like a total failure, that he wasn't experienced enough to properly create his messenger.
That's what this whole post was about!
But, experience is something that can be gained.
NSH figured if Five Pebbles was able to leave his can, then he should be able to as well, but that requires solving the three problems I mentioned in the Five Rotten Pebbles post:
The self-genome modification barrier,
A general lack of puppet central brain matter, and
No material processing within the puppet.
I'll talk about my umbilical lore for this AU here since it's relevant.
Either the "cord" or the "arm" can be disconnected, but not both. This is for ease of repair by administrators. Disconnecting them both would leave the unfortunate Iterator fully functional. Although, they would be blind in the visible spectrum (apart from overseers), unable to speak directly to someone in their chamber, and would otherwise have their workflow be severely impaired. They would effectively be trapped in their own head.
NSH realised that even if the barriers existed, they could still have the intentions, to break them. So what would happen, if he broke one? Not by writing it out of his system, Five Pebbles already proved how risky that method was, but instead by setting his actions in motion faster than any barrier could stop them? This was something to test, and wasn't that what Iterators were built to do anyway?
Umbilicals can only be disconnected by administrators, but what if he were to do it anyway? He needed to leave his can after all, it wouldn't be much of a loss if he was stuck on the floor of his chamber or floating aimlessly in zero gravity for a while.....
So what if he just ran fast enough to rip himself off?
What if he moved his arm back at the last second, could he gain enough inertia to pull it out of his back? Even if it took a few tries?
What other choices does he have? Perfect Five Pebbles' method until he collapses and continue even then? He had time, but not enough for that, and The Hunter certainly did not have any time for waiting around. NSH had to fix his mistake, he had to.
So this bastard goes and does exactly that, and short-circuits his entire system.
Not just breaking the umbilical maintenance barrier, but every other one in the process.
And it all hurts like hell.
But that's the first problem solved, and now he can help keep himself afloat longer. So that now, he can figure out how to solve the other two problems with precision.
Of course, the others won't like any of these plans, but, after what Five Pebbles did, they wouldn't dare disturb him if he stopped responding, right?
And maybe, he could even hijack their communications array, to look for help.
>:]
yeah so NSH is not sane
#No Significant Harassment#rain world#rw no significant harassment#rw nsh#low poly#3d model#blockbench#Digi's RW Design Posts#downpour spoilers#generally fucked up mentally unstable rain world nonsense under the cut. It's marked at the top when you click read more#long post#very long post
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One thing that's starting to really get to me with the James Somerton stuff is a real strong undercurrent of disdain toward his fans. And yeah, I was one of them. A good scam artist isn't as easy to spot as y'all seem to think. You forget that you have all the information right now. Two days ago most of you had never heard of him and it would have kept going. Anyone can fall for a scam, nobody is immune. I would love to have had whatever resources you guys think we all should magically know about so I could have kept my sad $5 a month I really needed but thought was going to something worthwhile. Some of us can only devote so much energy into things and when you have no idea whatsoever that something is amiss of course you're not going to go digging for sources, why would you when everything is fine as far as you know? I really wish I could have seen the dissenting opinions on him but for many, many reasons that aren't just that the dissenting voices weren't widely circulating at the time all I had was the thought every now and again that "huh that doesn't seem right" and then go on with my day. And I think that happened to a lot of us. So yeah. Say what you gotta say about Somerton, he has more than earned it with the damage he's caused, but maybe don't shit so hard on his former fans because that is going to be you someday with something, it happens to everyone sooner or later.
#james somerton#hbomberguy#todd in the shadows#I really am greatful for Harris and Todd's hard work in exposing all of this#and I am glad I get to see the real voices I did like that james was stealing#I'm just tired of all these people jumping on the drama train taking a dump on folks who are also victims of these crimes#razz rambles#this whole situation is upsetting me in the weirdest ways#I'm distraught but I'm not at the same time#and yet it's 6am and I can't stop reading through the tags and seeing the takes I missed#vaspider's essay and remarks from an AIDS pandemic survivor are especially good#I lived through that shit too but had no idea I was living through it#cuz that's what being blind and impoverished in rural community was like#queer wasn't even something I knew I could be until like 2010#so it's nice to see my own history#it's not just the young queers who have little to no knowledge of our history
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alternative title for that whole post: aiden breaking down an already broken man
#sam looks so distraught lmao#this is such a perfect depiction of sam honestly#that whole post is a better depiction of their relationship than like. the actual story#i'm kind of questioning my decision to begin the story at the coma but at the same time it makes a lot of sense#like my other options are like#starting at the engagement which would make sense but not a lot actually happens between the engagement and the coma#or start aaaaall the way back when sam and aiden meet which is like#the coma arc is just more interesting lmao#i mean the story is also a depiction of their dynamic but in a more serious way i guess#it takes them a while to get back to like joking around and just. being a couple again#but they'll get there in the story too it'll be fine. it'll be great amazing i promise
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IDK if Dominik is ok given that someone asked about him in an AMA and Gabriel made a face like that cartoon about your DM rolling something really bad for your character but if he is still alive...
I read a book as a kid where the MC's mom is describing how her first longterm relationship ended and tells this story about how they jokingly read each other's tea leaves predicting each other's ideal futures, but then she started crying because they realized the futures didn't match up. I kind of imagine something like that happening. He's happy to have her back, he waited for her, but Minkowski starts talking about her crew she's still responsible for and all the things she still needs to fix and realizes she's not back yet, not really, and how long can she ask him to keep waiting for a version of a woman who is never coming home.
#she finally gets out of postflight quarantine and goes to see him and comes back a mess#Hera who wasn't even happy about potentially 'losing' some of her crew to outside randos is immediately also distraught#'what do you mean people stop wanting to be with each other?#how often does it happen? how can you tell? are you going to do that to me?'#lovelace and doug are awkwardly trying to explain things and console minkowski at the same time with limited success#luckily jacobi is not around to make things worse bc he is dealing with the fallout#of him and maxwell making each other their beneficiaries as a joke#(alien zombie maxwell 6 months later: where's my fucking money daniel)#sorry I'm a minkowski's marriage is doomed truther#wolf 359
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"Quan!"
The moment Ethlyn sees her husband fall, she rushes to his side. There are volunteer healers specifically for the event, of course, and she ought to be mindful of the injuries she sustained in her own fight but neither of those matter right now. Even the most skilled cleric will only be able to tend to Quan's physical wounds. She is more concerned about their daughter's biting words and their effect on his heart.
She knows they must have dug deep because they cut straight through to her own as well.
"It's okay, I'm here," her voice is soothing and she reaches to touch his cheek while smiling as best she can. With her free hand, she musters up a healing spell and lets the warmth of her magic wash over him.
"...Sorry, Ethlyn."
He's not the sort of man to bluff his way out of his defeats—it is tantamount to his being that he learns the hard lessons the hard way. It's a humiliating reminder, but not in the way people would think of a man of his sort of pride. He is humiliated in the way of abasement, in the way of dislocation of an arm from its ball and socket joint. He's humiliated in a way that makes him feel like he almost understands the situation, but sits right at the edge of not understanding it—a precipice he can peer down from, but cannot reach. Disjointed. Distraught. Why had his daughter looked at him like that? And what were they to gain, being apart from each other? Fighting with each other like this? There's a gentle, wafting smell of soap to his wife that he all but leans into—he sways, and he aches, and he stills in her seas. Could she be so kind to have reminded him that he is loved? It's fair. He thinks. This soap, this hand, this second life... it's fair that he is hated, in equal measure that he is loved.
Quan rolls his thumb up, tracing her jaw—soft, but well loved. A curve that leads up to the plush of her cheek. She is a beautiful woman— a wife and a mother. And she is the first to witness this broken family, and the last to ever cry about it. It makes him feel like broken bones. Like a spine that cannot hold up their skeletons. To watch his flesh walk on, with her back turned to him. And in that same manner, with her back turned to her mother as well. "Damn." He whispers, less a curse and more a... could he call it a prayer? To rue the day Travant took everything from him. But to embrace the fact that he was alive to see the consequences that followed. "Damn."
"...You shouldn't have needed to have witnessed that, my dear heart." He feels her magic surging into him, stitching muscle and sinew in the same way she mended clothes. He confesses to the fact that he feels much like a well-loved shirt. To be worn and tattered, but to have loved and to be loved. A common sort of man that belonged in a home, held by hands that gravitated for him, that found comfort in him. For a grandiose, indulgent man, sometimes all he wanted was that. A common, simple love.
"I'll talk to her." His heart is heavy, but he lacks avoidance—he lacks negligence. Avoiding Altena now would be to disavow his own faults, and to discredit the young woman that she's come to be. He's not a man for denial, nor a man for rejection. He is... "You don't need to worry so much about me..."
Or rather, he was a man for his country. Whatever it is that Altena had seen in him and whatever it was that Travant had poisoned into her... All of that was just more facets into an uncut gem. Quan had lived and died doing what he thought was right. And Quan could also be the monster his daughter bedeviled. It stings like stitches, but he knows, as he's always known: there were no losers in a war of justice. Just men who played their part in bettering the world the only way they knew how. That damned Travant surely thought the same.
What was Quan's part then? What were people hoping to witness from him?
As he mused, eyes taking a cursory path, following the curve of Ethlyn's chin, up to her pretty eyes. He thinks, for a moment, that it doesn't matter. He'll take every role. He'll take none.
It's all to be his, the moment people use his name in vain.
"Stay by me, then, Eth. My love."
Or in love.
He rolls deeper into her lap, and sighs. Right then. Again. A little louder this time.
#{ pretend i answered this a month ago with the rest of harmonia's asks#{ ugh! wife hours (affectionate)#{ he's distraught but trying to own up to it like a man LMAO#{ “a little louder this time” referencing second verse the same as the first. bc he's going to keep trying to get through to altena LSKDFJS#{ also i'm a big fan of when i get to use past tense for quan because it implies something pivotal to him that used to be his forefront#{ prior to him dying and it becoming integrated as “past” despite being ever present to him
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Tfw when you're trying to limit the amount of calories you're eating, and you realize just how absurdly high calorie most things are.
#i'm trying to lose weight with the guidance of doctor by taking an appetite suppressant and eating fewer calories#it's working pretty good so far but im refusing to get my hopes up too much#i've only been taking the medicine and limiting my calories for less than 2 weeks and i've already lost almost 8 and a half pounds#i don't have a specific weight goal in mind so much as i want to be losing weight instead of gaining#at minimum i'm making sure to eat at least 1200 calories a day but no more than 1500 calories a day#this is mostly because i've read that the minimum amount you need to eat to avoid your metabolism slowing down is 1200 calories a day#the medicine has actually also been helping my ADHD some as my brain feels more....put together if that makes sense#i'm mostly just distraught because i fucking LOVE mcdonald's breakfast sandwiches but they're all like at least 400 calories#this means if i want to keep my intake low i'll need to stop buying breakfast from mcdonalds#i can be convinced to do just about anything if you offer me an sausage egg mcmuffin sandwich#it's hard and there's no way i'd be able to do this without the medicine#but at the same time i'm just so sick of being fat and not being able to wear certain clothes or do certain things because of it#i love myself i really do but i know deep down i can't keep living like this if i ever want to truly feel confident in my appearance
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bald gate.
#mine#finished my second run (first d4rk urge run) last night. deeply distraught in a good way#it was SO BEAUTIFUL. and i got so attached to my character i love him SO MUCH#i knew finishing his run and having to essentially let go of him was going to suck but wow it did suck i love him so dearly#sigh. at least i can invent a beautiful happy epilogue for him in my mind on top of the one the game gave me#which was also wonderful. i got the av3rnus k4rlach ending <3 and everyone seemed to be doing well#but you know. i'll never be able to really experience his adventure again :( it was so beautiful and it was so fun to play as him#love that little guy... <3#i want to start more runs asap but at the same time im so distraught by this one ending#and when i finished my first run i made myself a rule of going at least one day between the end of one and teh start of another#to avoid burnout and also to let myself process and get ready for a new playthrough yknow#but like. WAHHHHHHHH#i'm going to miss this character :( you can only play a d4rk urge for the first time once and he became very special to me#i wish i could draw...i'd just draw him all day every day
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I feel so powerful I just played through the Foundations of Decay on the bass along with the original song in the background!
#my amp and my speaker volume were both kind of high so the ground was shaking and i was playing in time with the song#best feeling ever this is why you play bass#once i had a jam sess with a guitarist friend and we sounded horrible because neither of us are that experienced and#we'd never jammed before. so it was out of sync and we didn't know any of the same songs#but when we *did* manage to play in sync it was awesome#love how bass sounds on it's own but oh my god it's amazing when it's up against/next to other instruments#the foundations of decay#mcr#my chemical romance#bass#bassist#dante dicit#in other news i KEEP LEAVING MY BASS PLUGGED INTO THE AMP I'M SO DISTRAUGHT#i have to check it like five times to make sure i unplugged it. oml.
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it is victoria's cardigan 😭😭😭😭
#ds liveblogging.#48.#656.#screaming crying shaking throwing up.#oh i knew it. i KNEW it had to belong to the comfy cardigan wardrobe enthusiast.#dont text. i'm distraught. maggie wearing her clothes ... after her disappearance into the Void and basically her death...#(not unheard of for them to swap costume pieces around but specifically HERE when the plot surrounds maggie putting away#the clothes/her things and the clothes appearing again. and maggie never wears stuff like this she's always very chic mod.)#as if they were preserving the sense of touch that can *only* be preserved through the things worn on the body#much in the same way V wore josette's dress to reach out across time and death to her friend.#but in the same way. wearing dead girls' things bodes ill. another girl at the bottom of the cliff another governess another tragedy#also hey! it's green! neat to know. :)
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The moral dilemma of "I want to make things as accessible and affordable for everyone as possible" and "we live in a capitalist hellscape where my disabled ass needs to be able to afford to live, and I put a ton of time and effort into my art so I deserve to be fairly compensated for it"
#I'm trying to make my cross stitch album covers into like. actual legible patterns to sell on my art store#and I was thinking of putting them up there for like. $5 because it's just a digital file. but that comes out to like 40 cents an hour#for the time jt took to design it initially and then make it into a legit pattern. which feels like I'm selling myself short#but also. I want as many ppl to b able to enjoy making their own as possible. eugh#armchair speaks#same goes for my brush packs I was thinking of posting it for like $10 but it took Hours and Hours to make each one#sobbing screaming rolling on the floor distraught etc
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Bestie your excitement is making me excited and I made sokeefitz week. I really don't have anything to offer you, but please, take some close-ups of the stuffed animals:
ASEDRFGTHGFTDEGHJGFDSERGHJM MR. SNUGGLES' LITTLE T-REX ARMS THE PERFECTION OF THE SHIRT MRS. STINKBOTTOM'S SMILE AWSEDRTFYREWASDFGHJGFTDRESDFGHJNGFDRE THEY'RE P R E C I O U S ILYSM /p <333333333
#the roadtrip prompt keeps bouncing around my brain#and i can tell that it'd be a oneshot that'd be somewhere from 4k-10k words#but my brain keeps telling me i should write a human au fic where keefe and fitz go to the same/a nearby school as sophie in cali#and they missed their flights to go back home for winter break#which is great for keefe because keefe fucking hates his family (no dadwin in this one. he's a sencen ;-;)#but fitz is super distraught because he and biana had literally been counting down the days to seeing each other again#(the vackers live in florida)#(idk where keefe lives specifically since i can't remember where candleshade is on the unlocked map#but my brain keeps telling me to make him australian even though i can't remember if it's shores of solace or candleshade#that's in australia. i'll have to check the map and see. but no matter what i know it's not near cali and taking a flight would be faster#than any other method of transportation)#keefe proposes that they get a rental van or something and just. haul ass over to florida#and fitz goes 'fuck it we both have money and we live together already anyway. let's do it'#so they go to tell sophie about their new plans and sophie goes#'wait that sounds fun. let me check with my parents if i can join. i'm sure they'll let me since i have regular contact with them#and they want me to go have fun college experiences instead of holing up in my room all the time'#so ofc her parents say yes#(the ruewens btw)#and they set out to haul ass across the entire fucking usa in a concerningly short amount of time#and there's lots of shenanigans inbetween because c'mon. it's supposed to be an unhinged roadtrip fic. and keefe's there#my brains focusing on this one a lot because it's got a central conflict and tension that i can actually work with#and it also sounds shorter than the soulmates au i have in mind lol#ok let's. let's shut up now lmao#ask#rainbow-frog-earrings#kotlc#kotlc fanart#mr. snuggles#ella kotlc#mrs. stinkbottom
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Feeling weirdly anxious about tomorrow's scans (like finally at the shoreline after a long journey how do I lay down my burden) so to soothe and celebrate finally being back in contact with the world, BF took me to the dispensary and then to taco bell so i could get comfortably and deeply baked and enjoy my meticulously obnoxious Taco Bell stoner meal to soothe my nerves before my required fast starts at midnight
#filed under- ways i know he loves me despite not always understanding my eccentricities to the letter#i maintain that taco bell is best when reheated at home on a hot skillet with schmaltz or bacon fat slowly to get even heat and texture#its an investment of time yes but it's worth it okay it's really good and its not just cause I'm stoned i say the same thing sober#and so does my foodie coworker you gotta give it the proper taco truck treatment hot griddle treatment#where as BF inhales his chalupas in the parking lot the moment they appear#and looks like a distraught puppy if i make him wait till we get home so he will never understand why i happily wait for mine#but was more than happy to suggest and play chauffeur tonight to pick up my order knowing it would be enrichment
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the most tragic semi-abandoned wip i have is my Big Bang Job Fanvid that i rewatch every time i need 2 enter the moreau zone, and it's like. i love parts of it with my entire heart. there was a time when it was Completed and i was like ''yes perfect it is Done''. and. then. i got access to actual good quality leverage footage (and more than like. 2.3 episodes of stuff to splice together) and. sigh SIGH i want to remake this with the new good footage. i have STARTED to remake this with the new good footage. it's a third of the way done and has been for SIX MONTHS,
#the name of the video is ''big bang job thesis'' it is the precise shape the big bang job takes up in my brain and i want to b able 2 share#but it is SO low quality it is SO pixelated and i KNOW i could make it better with the addition of footage that is from OTHER SEASONS#WHICH I HAVE NOW#but because i'm just finding and splicing the same clips in the same order exactly the same its like.#adhd brain does not receive any brain chemicals from it#it is absolutely torturous and im distraught abt the whole thing#anyway#rewatched it again today like *gnashes teeth*#dark times grim times#finchtalks
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the pain and grief that you feel when they discontinue your favorite cereal is unlike any else
#it has happened to me twice in my life.....horrible times#i miss you granola brand that i don't remember the name of#I MISS YOU HEB MORNING SUNSHINE CEREAL#heb morning sunshine cereal.....come back to me.....i'm so upset#i'm DISTRAUGHT#i'll never be the same ever again#if heb discontinues my favorite granola too. i'll be over. i will never come back from this#kez.txt
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#nothing hurts so much as occasionally being forced to see creations about the most important fictional things in your life#made by someone who deeply traumatized and /re/traumatized you. bc they're now reactive in the same circles they attacked you for being mor#interested in#i know I can't gatekeep my interests but fuck if my heart doesn't just fucking shatter everytime#and this one is. far worse than the last time.#I just. want to curl up and cry.#remaking my blog to get away does so fucking little when some of the blogs I follow still reblog from them y'know? and I'm not a jackass#and I'm not gonna like. @ who made them or anything it just makes me feel like I shouldn't be on here anymore.#I was actually starting to want to gif again and after seeing that I just feel so dirty and distraught that I don't.#want to.#anymore.#I'll delete this later if I remember I just.#it's agonizing.
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Pampérigouste escaped today and I almost didn't make a post about it because it's just more of the same isn't it? do people who read this blog really want to hear about yet another Pampe escape? Then I thought, that's like asking if people who read detective novels really want to hear about yet another mysterious murder. Probably yes. Also Pampe would have been offended to have such a successful escape go unreported.
I would like to say that my new fence is still fully Pampe-proof. She has not escaped a single time through breaking or outsmarting the fence, so now she does it by outsmarting me. Which doesn't happen all that often, because we are intellectual equals. But I let my guard down this morning—I'd just peeled some greenhouse carrots to make purée and I went into the pasture to distribute the peelings even though it was raining (see how I got punished for my selflessness?), and I left the gate open because I was right in front of it, obstructing it with my body.
Pampe dropped her carrot peelings and acted like she couldn't find them even though they were right under her feet, so I took pity on her and crouched down to gather them and offer them to her again (see how I'm getting punished for my compassion??) and she took advantage of this diversion. In the span of 0.2 seconds she slithered around me and she was out. It was a little bit beautiful. I don't know if you remember this photo of Pampe & Pyrgus, but it's a perfect illustration of what happened:
I sighed and ignored her and finished distributing the peelings to the other animals, and then went to the barn to get muesli to lure my nuisance back to her pasture. After escaping she initially ran towards the woods, but since I ignored her the whole time, she emerged from the woods when I returned, like, wait, did you notice I escaped? Behind your back, just earlier? Did you notice how I won and you lost?
It shouldn't have been difficult to get her back into the pasture with the help of her favourite snack; unfortunately Pampoldine is still a big baby who was distraught that her mum had left her behind yet again (she should be used to it, honestly, it's been like this since she was an infant), she started making these little panicky noises that Pampe has never paid any attention to—
—so when I propped the gate open with a branch to get Pampe back inside, Poldine hurried out instead. I wasn't expecting this, I thought it was clear that I had the situation under control and her mum would be back in 5 seconds. You could have just waited 5 seconds, Poldine.
Pampelune had no interest in escaping, but she's the matriarch and where her herd goes, she goes, so once the other two were out she barrelled past me as well. I opened the gate to bring 1 llama in and instead 2 llamas went out. Pirlouit besides me was like
For some reason the llamas galloped towards the road, instead of just hanging out in the woods where there's stuff to eat. Maybe because Pampe hadn't gone out in a long time and she wanted to be admired for her feat. Her wish was granted—2 cars stopped to say hi as I was miserably trotting after my llamas on the road in the rain. One of them was the post office lady who once herded my animals out of a pasture with her car, and she was like hop in, it'll be like old times!!!
The two people who stopped their car were enchanted with the encounter and they both told me that they missed the days when Pampe Sightings on this road were a regular thing. No one sides with my fence in the Pampe v. Fence conflict. I love the post office lady though, she had a Niagara song playing in her car when I got in and a minute later I muttered "I'll sell her to the butcher" and she started singing "Pampe ♪ Je vais devoir te vendre au boucher ♫" to the tune of that song. It fit the tune really well, too.
After we managed to get the llamas off the main road and back in the woods, she was like, godspeed, I wish I could continue chasing them with you but I have to go make lunch for my kids. I told her that now that the llamas were no longer on the road I'd just let them roam, they'll come home before night, no way I'm going to chase after them in the woods in this dog weather. So I went home and grumpily resumed peeling carrots and potatoes for my mash.
I sat in front of the window to do it so I could keep an eye on Pirlouit, who was wandering around the pasture like a cursed soul, drenched with rain, lonely and llamaforsaken. Sometimes he brayed to try and guide his friends back home, wherever they were, but he never brayed while I was filming. His braying is a poignant display of emotion and is not for public consumption.
I figured, if the llamas come back Pirou will spot them and perk up his immense ears, and I'll know to go out and open the gate. Instead at some point I looked up from my potatoes and saw my donkey finally at peace, grazing rather than pacing restlessly, and I went to look outside and his friends were back! And so was his appetite.
I had new peelings + some muesli to offer, but of course Pampe could tell this offering was a crude and blatant trap and refused to fall for it. Meanwhile her innocent daughter was like yay, snacks :) and followed me in the pasture, a llama entirely devoid of wiles.
After I got Poldine back inside I went like WELL since NOBODY else wants that delicious MUESLI I guess these deserving chickens can have it—and Pampe was here in the blink of an eye to shoo the hens away from her muesli.
She was grudgingly smiling about it, too. Like, point for you.
I love this pic where my chicken looks like she's herding the animals back in their pasture all by herself.
Everyone is home! Pampe and Pandolf are walking away in search of new adventures, Poldine follows her mum because of her abandonment issues, and Pirlouit is also following everyone very closely, like, I'm not getting left behind again.
I finally managed to cook my mashed carrots & potatoes (+ herbs from the greenhouse) and it's so nice to make food with nothing but ingredients you grew yourself! (To be completely honest I only managed to grow 3 carrots in the past few months but that's because I neglected them in pursuit of more flashy summer vegetables)
I also had an apple-plum compote for dessert made with my own fruit <3 Okay, the cheese course in between was store-bought. One of my friends really wants me to get goats and be self-sufficient in cheese and when I told her I would be constantly chasing my goats over hill and dale because they have a reputation to be insufferable escape artists she was like, what difference will it make to your life...
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