theodorepython.tumblr.com is probably written by a female somewhere between 66-100 years old. The writing style is personal and happy most of the time.

my entire philosophy on life can be boiled down to the phrase "I'd rather have it and not need it than need it and not have it"

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May 28th
11:34

Can we just, as a website, agree that when someone makes one of those audio posts that’s followed by 200 pictures that correspond to the lyrics of the post it gets put under a read more?

November 22nd
15:25
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wehdile:

alfalfasalads:

emialvi:

delena-hupp:

  • thief of heart
  • scythe
  • must overcome the temptation of darkness and rage
  • alchemises neat and useful things for my party
  • killed by my denizen

YEAH THAT SOUNDS ABOUT RIGHT

A heir of breath whose strife specibus is bookkind, who needs to overcome her homicidal tendencies. My contribution to success is making sure everyone in my party enters the game, and in the end I’m killed by the reckoning while I fight the black king of Skaia.

Shit son

I am…

A Maid of Heart whose strife specibus is yoyokind, who needs to overcome her tendency to bottle up her emotions. My contribution to success is being the author of my adventure and ensuring the ultimate victory, and I win  the game and I become the angry gods of my new universe.

Awesome.

Rouge of Life with chainsawkind as my strife specibus. I have to overcome the temptations of darkness and rage. My contiburtion to sucess is to make sure everyone in my party enters the game, and I sacrifice my life to ensure my party wins the game.

:’(

I’m a Thief of Life with specibus scythekind, and honestly probably should have stopped there.

I must overcome the temptation of darkness and rage, I will do ectobiology shenanigans to ensure party existance, and it all ends with an unbeatable session-party goes insane and kills each other (and I probably win because apparently I’m the personification of fucking death)

October 6th
11:34
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April 14th
19:56
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superhighschoollevelprotagonist:

unprofessionally:

i am the young man. the room is me.

you win edison

April 13th
15:30
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grimdarkknight:

DAVE AND JOHN ARE FINALLY IN THE SAME PANEL 

TOGETHER 

ITS BEEN 8131 PAGES 

BUT WE”VE DONE IT KIDS 

I just imagine this person with walls full of tally marks.

Every panel the two weren’t together, there was another mark made. At first it was just the space beside their desk, a patch of wall, no big deal.

Eventually, that entire wall was covered. Each set of marks is a little more shaky and desperate than the last. Every update leaves them a little more drained.

A second wall is covered with marks, then a third. The marks are wild and crooked, some of them are huge and some of them are tiny. You can tell when there was a flash because the marks leading up to it spread out just a bit from the updates getting scarce.

The most recent marks are close together, almost a solid bar near the floor. As John zaps from location to location, mark after mark is made with feverish intent. They know it’s coming, the panel where the boys are reunited. They can feel it in their knees, crouched on the floor drawing line after line just above the baseboard.

"8127, 8128, 8129, 8130, 8131, Wait this one’s a flash ….  HOLY SHIT YES"

They drop their marker and stain the carpet.

April 12th
12:01
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If the Mayor dies again I swear

April 9th
13:08
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aviculor:

Ain’t got a care in world,

but got plenty of beer.

Ain’t got no money in my pocket,

 U T  I ’ M  A  R E A D Y  H E  E.

image

April 5th
17:29
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March 17th
20:28
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February 21st
12:50
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rubyrubyrubyredux:

Heinoustuck Music Contest Entry- Asylum

So it’s not a song for a heinous character per se, but for pre-transmutation John. Like, I imagine he’d play the piano to cope with with the rapidly approaching transmutation day and it would be pretty dreary and melancholy… so with Doctor in mind, I made this.

Basically this is how I break it down:

The first part is his piano playing, occupying and distracting himself

The first instant of bass is heartbeat

The quickening is his fantasy of escaping from getting transmuted

The part which alters between slow and speed is internal conflict. Like, could it even be possible to escape? His dad would probably catch him trying to sneak out… but what if he managed to evade him?

Ultimately… he’s not really sure what to do.

And… yeah. Here you go.

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