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Costume ideas for the daycare au

I’m sorry I love this au too much

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More Daycare au

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Alright, so @hugthestorm and I made an au ha I’m calling it the daycare au

So Miles opened up a daycare for no god damn reason, and now there’s a bunch of kids everywhere. They start to play this game, where Edgeworth is a prince, Phoenix and Maya are dragons, Franziska is a princess, so on and so forth. Edgeworth is secretley good with kids so he entertains their fantasies. Maya gets really into her role and starts visiting the daycare so she can play with the kids and ‘help’ the staff (Cough Cough she doesn’t really help she just  plays). Kay visits to play too, but she actually helps the staff kinda a little bit. Kay enjoys being a vigilante,even hough all the kids get annoyed by her shouting about how great of a theif she is and they keep putting her in the dungeon. Phoenix often stays at the daycare to help Edgey out, and they often sit in the back room sipping tea and doing paperwork together. Phoenix isn’t really good with kids, and he just tries to avoid them by staying in the back room, which is like a quiet area where adults can work and where kids can rest. Larry and Gumshoe visit sometimes to help out with the kids. At first Larry isn’t too keep as his role as a jester, but he gets used to it, and Gummy kinda keeps everyone supervised and under control while also being a knight. Franziska eventually comes too to see what all the comotion is about, and she’s like, “WHY DO YOU GUYS ENJOY THIS THESE ARE LITTLE KIDS”. She also goes around introducing herself like, “I am Franziska Von karma, the prodigy!” Most of the kids don’t really like her cuz she yells at and whips Gummy, who they all adore, but there are a few kids that like her.

If anyone wanted to add on to this or add themself as a kid that’d be cool. I’ma have extra ideas under the cut cuz this is so long ha

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ARTISTS BEWARE

[hchano]

Avoid collaborations with dubious monetized YouTube channel GeekyComTV 

I’ve held my tongue about this channel for almost a month and I can’t frickin’ do it anymore. This is a call out post.

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[WHY?]
To make a long story short, this user has been posting videos for over a year now, using miraculous art. Although in some cases he has asked permission to repost, he began monetizing [making money off of] his videos at some point without notifying any of the artists. 

None of the artists agreed to monetization.

@maristoryart is only one of many artists that reported him upon finding the monetization, but for some reason, Geeky has focused on her as the reason his channel is being reported [for a second time at least, since this isn’t the first account he has lost]…

GeekyComTV’s creator has resorted to blackmail, to defamation, to actual threats, and finally to identity theft, in an attempt to bully mari and others into complying with his wishes. 

It’s gross and it is NOT okay.

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[^^^ just 20 of the 200+ videos being monetized]

[WHY? part 2: the long version]
And now the entire thing. Strap in and get ready to get real damn mad. And apologies in advance for the lack of a read more, but I need to avoid censorship of this post. So yes, this post is VERY LONG, but this needs to be seen.

For ease of reading, I will do a bullet list+screenshot setup.

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• July 9th, GeekyComTV’s channel is linked amidst 4 others by a discord user on a small ml server. 
  
• Geeky’s is shown to be directly monetizing most of the videos.
• Maristoryart is the only one active at the time whose art is on there, so she reports the videos using her content.

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[censoring names for protection from this creep]

• A few days later [the 13th], the owner of the channel begins to message Mari via her social media and email
• He reminds her she gave him permission to post the artwork on his channel and asks why she reported him; he reveals her reports put two strikes on his account
• He says he will remove the videos if she retracts her claims
• ^^^ to explain: He has 2 strikes on his account. He counterclaims them, which means he is disputing the strikes and youtube cancels the deletion of the videos. If he deletes the videos now, the strikes remain on his account. If Mari retracts her claims, his account is in the clear.
• Mari asks for advice from the chat and we unanimously tell her not to retract her claims, since he monetized without notifying her OR ANY OF THE 100+ ARTISTS HE IS STEALING FROM
• During this conversation, another user who dealt with him previously points out Geeky’s previous channel was shut down for the same reason, so we learn he is a repeat offender
• Mari ultimately decides to tell Geeky she will not retract her claim due to the monetization of hers and others art without their permission
• At the same time, I share Geeky’s channel with the main public ml art server and begin to contact artists on tumblr

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[in which a user lets us know geeky tried to find out who ‘told on him’ lol. spoilers: it only matters cos he wanted to send threats and blackmail to the person lol]

yes, geeky:

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[just one of a few ppl who likely ended up reporting him lol]

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[lol yea that 2 years of hard work putting songs on top of ppl’s art and making money off it, boo hoo lol]

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[^^^ talking about his previous channel, which is deleted now. jan 11 is when the posts about his new [current main] channel started to appear for a while.]

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• Immediately after Mari sends her explanation, Geeky tries to claim he only monetized a month ago
  
• Another user calls bs; she had tried to contact him several months prior about removing videos with her art because she didn’t allow monetization
• Geeky offers to pay Mari the money he made off her work, if she will remove the strikes
• Geeky begins to message Mari incessantly, repeating that he will pay her
• He tries to claim it wasn’t he who ‘decided to monetize the videos’ … [note: heartbeat indicates nearly all his videos are monetized by him DIRECTLY, save for one or two, which are monetized by WMG for music used]

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• Meanwhile, I have gotten in touch with one of the artists on tumblr and explain the situation to them
• This artist chooses to contact Geeky personally 
• When this artist asks Geeky to remove the video with their content, he claims he can’t remove any videos until Mari removes her strikes from his account [note: this isn’t how youtube works lol. this is also part of the blackmail aspect]
• During this convo, Geeky has caught on that artists in this community actually talk to each other and he begins to set his videos to private so that no one else can claim their artwork
• Thankfully I still have the window with all the videos still loaded, so I begin to send individual urls to the artists i recognize from the thumbnails, so they can remove their work from his channel

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[^screenshot the tumblr artist sent]

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• The third and final strike on Geeky’s account comes from @ferisae, who sometimes allows dubs, but does not allow monetization
• Despite being private, Feri still had the URL, so she was able to report her video
• Geeky emails Feri, saying she made a mistake, she doesn’t want to do this etc
• Feri clearly tells him she never gave approval for her work to be monetized, and he repeatedly messages her and tries to tell her he wasn’t monetizing, that she is making a big mistake, etc
• Feri lets him know she has an app that lets her see when a video is monetized and by who, says she won’t talk about it anymore, and blocks him
• [^ i don’t have screenshots of this exchange, it was relayed on voicechat]

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• Geeky begins to message all the people who contacted him to remove their art, asking them if they know Feri and Mari, could they message them about the issue, etc etc
• He begins to message Mari multiple times per day, interrupting her daily life 
• [she ignores the messages]
• He also makes a new email account and begins to message Feri again, begging her to resolve this
• [she ignores him as well]

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[^from the new email to feri. bigger image … pls note the lie about removing the videos. they were all still on private, NOT deleted.]

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• Finally, when no one responds, he resorts to threats [on the 14th and 15th]
• Mari asks for advice on how to respond, and one of the users in the chat helps her craft an email to send him.
  
• We advise her to do what Feri did, to simply block him, but he responds again before she has a chance to and threatens her again
• Mari is understandably stressed out and logs off for a while

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[^^^ sorry but if simply ignoring your attempts to guilt trip her into removing rightful strikes on ur account isn’t ‘peaceful’, i don’t know what is lol]

[response ^^^ bigger image]

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[bigger image]

[bigger image -  ^^^ in which he sends basically the same message twice??? and my, i’m so glad ur a good person because you chose not to hack. much brave, very morals, wow!! ]

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• After seeing this, I am raging, so I start looking into this guy, hoping I can find his family and show them the emails he has been sending to Mari, so maybe they will straighten his ass out :P
  
• I don’t have luck finding his family [aside from a possible sibling], though I do find out where he lives and works
  
• I kick it up to a friend of mine [@seibatooth] who digs up a lot more info on him, including work history
  
• We learn is a college student from Morocco, who hasn’t held a stable job for more than 6 months
• I share this all with Mari to reassure her that this guy has no power and to not worry so much lol
• In light of all this new information, no one responds to him

[^^^seiba is a boss. again… no one used this information against him, no one contacted him, and it was all obtained by simple google searches.]

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• He is quiet for a few days, then on the 19th, a very badly worded email from Geeky’s “Lawyer” comes
• It is sent to Feri, Mari, and a Third Artist who did not want to be named in this post
• It claims he is seeking legal action against all three artists and lists an email, a website, and a linkedin url 
  
• A quick search shows this lawyer to be a real person, but that the contact info in the email is incorrect
• So here, we learn here that Geeky is impersonating Real Lawyer [which is where we get identity theft]
• Seiba calls Real Lawyer to appraise him of the situation
• Seiba and Feri then respond to Geeky [on the fake lawyer email] to let him know that Real Lawyer will be contacting him soon
• When I check on Friday, his account is still up, but monetization appears to be disabled … YAAAAAAAAAAS

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• Also, the Third Artist who did not want to be named offered some screenshots from an exchange they had with Geeky:
  

[Translation: “everyone else is stealing from you so why can’t i????” gross.]

[^^^in which he pretends to be the lawyer from his own acct……..wowww x’DDD] 

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• The next day [i think? it was during SDCC which was chaotic lol], Real Lawyer calls Seiba
  
• Real Lawyer lets her know that he is pursuing legal action against Geeky… fite!

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• Another few days pass and Geeky begins advertising his new channel on instagram
• In each post, he publicly announces that Mari is the reason he is losing his account, that she doesn’t love the miraculous fandom anymore [????] and that he is just a poor wee bab victim who did no wrong guys really ;0;/

[about page on his new channel. goo.gl link just makes you directly subscribe to this new channel >>; ugh.]

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[^^^his posts are decently popular]

[…lol fake claims my butt.]

[my fave part about this is that he claims mari incited a buncha artists to riot against him, when in actuality it was the fact he was MAKING MONEY ON OUR ART. mari had nothing to do with it, aside from sharing his gross guilt trippy and then THREATNING responses lmao. sorry bruh, u did it to urself.]

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[…..sigh.]

Alright, so while I was tidying up everything to post, Geeky actually has done more things I need to post about. Literally in the past 24 hours, heck, in the last HOUR, he is still screwing artists over and taunting everyone about it. I have permission to name a few artists effected, so I will not censor their names here.

• Today, I found out that Geeky has counter-claimed Mari, Feri and the Third Artist
• This means his account is still active, despite the previously pending deletion
  
• He has turned on monetization again, so he is again making money off everyone’s artwork
• He is publicly taunting everyone about what he has done

[^^^ the comment in yellow has since been removed by geeky]

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[^^^ bragging and more threats….also, just lying out his ass. sorry but i have receipts, bruh.]

[^^^ ANOTHER threat/brag. they deleted this comment pretty much immediately but bbwolf was kind enough to screenshot her activity feed so we can still see it lol. also, like how his time frame keeps changing? interesting lol]

[^^^ one of the counterclaims, shared by the Third Artist. Geeky’s explanation (the english bit) as to why he’s allowed to make money on someone elses work is that it’s okay that he is making money off ppl’s work cos we didn’t create the characters…… what???  ?????? ? ? ???  also he lives in morroco, so he can’t actually claim fair use because it doesn’t apply to him lol… alsoalso, NONE OF US ARE MAKING MONEY ON OUR WORK. HE IS. WHICH NEGATIVELY EFFECTS US BECAUSE IT IS AFFECTING HOW WE W. DERP] 

[eden is allowing me to name her in this post now]

[^^^ just one of a few that was linked]

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[^^^^ proof that he was contacted 6 months ago about monetizing videos. despite the fact he said claimed he only started 1 month ago. proof that he waited a bit and then just turned it back on when eden stopped checking.]

[^^^setting this here as proof he is monetizing in case he turns it off lol]

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Aaand that is where we are at this very minute. I will likely update this post via reblog as the situation changes, but good lord, y’all. Can we please work together to take care of this guy? I can’t stand that he seems to be getting away with this behavior.

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[THE ACCOUNTS]
(as tempted as you may be after this post, DO NOT HARASS THIS USER. just look for your content and report it at your own discretion. if you do harass him, he might use your words as proof he is being ‘wrongly harassed’ … and he will definitely hide the videos again, so that no one can report their artwork. please report discreetly.)

Youtube channel #2 [monetized - channel #1 is gone, deleted by youtube sometime in january]
Youtube channel #3 [new channel; as of 7/25, it is not yet monetized]
instagram
tumblr

[edendaphne]

VERY VERY IMPORTANT!!! 

Do NOT trust this guy.  Stay AWAY from him. 

Lying to people (especially when it comes to using their work without consent to make money) is NOT okay. 

Harassing people and trying to force them into compliance is NOT okay. 

Threatening people (especially threatening to hack their bank account) is VERY NOT OKAY.

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ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT!! Don’t get me wrong, Wrightworth is one of my OTPS BUT please consider the following:

Larry Phoenix and Miles in a poly relationship

Please I’ve had this ship forever and Larry was outright flirting with Edgey in this scene

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chewbaccaaah asked:

You said that your old house had 6 flamingos and a volunteer avocado tree. What is a volunteer avocado?

gallusrostromegalus answered:

A Volunteer Avocado is when you mom was raised in Cleveland by people with only a passing relationship with fruit but a tremendous interest in both urban agriculture and not paying for things, so she can’t stand to get rid of a perfectly good avocado seed, so she gets it to germinate in a mason jar on the kitchen counter, then plants it in the front yard to see if it’ll actually grow but your house is on what used to be a chicken farm so it’s got stupid good soil and the little avocado grows hell-for-breakfast in the CA sun and chicken-shit dirt and in three years it’s as tall as the house and your mom leaves the front door open at night so the wolfdog can get outside in short order because your neighbors love avocados too and come into your yard at 3AM with a ladder to steal them and you wake up in the middle of the night to your parents yelling at Mrs. Mcgurkey about what the FUCK do you think you’re doing, and you use that word the next day on your Demon of a fourth-grade teacher and she actually hits you because she’s a piece of shit but one of your classmates throws his chair at her first and you become best friends and spend the rest of the year giving her hell culminating in the Mantisocalypse.

I might have gone off-topic.

[the-last-hair-bender]

………….

I swear to God you’re the OC of some vengeful writer who keeps putting you shit for ‘character growth’

Like it’s the only explanation I can’t think of, other than you were cursed as a child to have an ‘exciting’ life.

[sarahnevra]

…mantis-WHAT now?

[gallusrostromegalus]

TW: death, cancer, abuse, excessive religiosity, blood, mental illness, sexual assault and bugs.

1999 was a bad fucking year for me, though ultimately, it’s a hopeful sotry.  Mind the content warnings.

There is only one animal I’ve ever really earned the wrath of- The Praying Mantis- probably because in fourth grade I used about 50,000 of their children to fight evil.

Fourth grade started promisingly enough- had just had an excellent third grade with Mr. Jay, who was probably ADHD himself and therefore got me on a truly spiritual level.  I’d starred in the school play was reading at a freaking collegiate level and had a tremendous interest in marine science.  I’d been assigned to Mrs. Ruth’s class, the other teacher that regularly did theater with kids, and had any certification to deal with special ed kids like me.

When I arrived on the first day, she was smaller than I remembered, nearly bent double, skin like old rice paper. But she was still kind and sharp with a vivacity that I wouldn’t see again for years to come.  Her hands shook too much to write  I had her for three really great weeks before she gathered the class around her, and in a very gentle tone, told us we were going to be having a new teacher on Monday because she was sick, and couldn’t give us the classroom we deserved.

Two weeks later she was dead from the malignant breast cancer that had gotten into her spine and lungs.

I was still reeling from the sudden demise of my grandfather the year before, and mourning the disappearance of Hale-Bopp, who had come to me like a guardian angel in that dark time.  I went into what I’d later recognize as regular dissociative states, which was probably good because the rest of the class went insane as well.

The large boys, the ones who had hit puberty early, took out their anxiety by forming a gang that went around terrorizing anyone physically smaller than them.  By fall break, they’s started targeting the smaller girls, cornering them behind the school and tearing clothes off.  Since I was the second-smallest human in class and didn’t have a protective clique, I was a favored target. Mason who was aged 11 due to being held back, took to flashing his dick at anyone during class, up to and including our string of wholly unprepared substitute teachers.

Erica, the girl I was head over heels for, started a campaign of violence as well, though it was just as likely to be directed at herself as anyone in her immediate proximity.   Another girl, Sabrina, became convinced the world was ending on January 1st of 2000, and spent all of ‘99 telling us to repent.   Another girl cut her arm in the middle of a math lecture with a sharpened protractor.

All of this was accelerated by the fact that the administration had crammed 35 “problem” children into Mrs. Reith’s class because she was the only teacher who had even a basic handle on classroom management, then refused to shell out the money for a long-term substitute, so we literally had a new teacher every week for a few months there.  Parents complained that this was bullshit, and my principal, former Procter & Gamble rep, suggested that we were at fault for behaving so poorly and that all 35 of us needed to be on Ritalin.

Yes, really.

By October, my parents were looking to get me the hell out of there, but School Choice had not come to that part of CA yet, and my parents were both working full-time and couldn’t afford to home-school me.  So they looked up truancy laws, and determined that I could “pass” as long as I didn’t miss more than 2 weeks of school.  

So they struck a deal with me.  As long as I went to school every day until April 15th, I didn’t have to attend the last fortnight of school, and could go anywhere I wanted for summer break.  I chose Humboldt State Park, and didn’t tell them about being beaten up at school so they wouldn’t take back the offer.  Armed with the promise of being able to flee to the woods come April, I was determined to survive the year, and took measure to do so.  

This started, as all good rebellions do, with an alliance.

Dashell was the only child in class smaller than I was, but he was approximately 39lbs of pure, unadulterated psychotic mania.  He could bend himself into a pretzel, small enough to fit in a backpack, ate nothing but slim jims and Hi-C brand punch and apparently didn’t feel pain.  He was not good with words- there were too many ideas trying to get out at once to finish individual words, let alone whole sentences, but I was unnaturally precocious with absolutely no fear of adults or respect for administrative consequences.  

Hence, every recess he’d follow me about as I hunted for the small lizards that lived on campus, and would beat the tar out of Bobby and Mason when they came for me, despite the fact they had a collective 150 lbs on him.  And during class, I’d engage any adult in verbal battle so that they wouldn’t call on him and he could hork down slim-jims in peace.

And for a time, things were good.

Eventually, the complaining had gotten bad enough that the administration shelled out for a long-term sub, though apparently not enough to get someone without major disciplinary issues.

And thus, we got stuck with Mrs. Linden.

Mrs. Linden was one of those “Old-Fashioned” teachers who started her introduction to the class by giving a rambling lecture lamenting that “Paddlin’ and Jesus” were now banned.  She then asked about all our families, including where we went to church.  I was attending a school that was roughly equal parts White, Black, Hispanic, Middle Eastern and Asian.  Literally only 40% of the class attended Christian Church, and most of them were Catholic and Orthodox. I was in the back row next to Saari and Parja, and by the time Mrs. Linden had finished lecturing them on The Dangers of False Prophets, they were in tears and I’d made up my mind about her.

“[FLAGRANTLY IRISH SURNAME REDACTED].”  She glared over her eternally filthy horn-rimmed glasses at me.  “Catholic as well, I assume.”

“I’m agnostic Ma’am.”  I corrected her.  

“Do you believe in The Lord?”  she asked, glaring at me like a particularly vindictive turkey.  Her face was comprised mostly of disappointment and wattles, as I recall.

“I believe in Hell.”  I offered.  

She looked like she was about to approve.  

“I mean, you had to come from somewhere.”  I explained.

At that point, the bell for recess rang, and Dashell kicked it off by letting out a truly demonic shriek and throwing his chair through the window.  Twenty minutes of broken glass and bedlam later, she’d forgotten she was going to beat me for that.  Saari and Parja decided to start hanging out with me at recess, which discouraged the budding rapists, for a while.

And so it went, Dashell and I playing a game of alternating Uproars, one directing rage away from the other based on ability to handle that particular bully.  I’d correct Linden on her teaching material in the most condescending manner a ten-year-old could pull off, which wasn’t difficult- it’s hard to teach geology curriculum when you think the world is 6000 years old and flat.  

Things died down for a bit during winter- the continuous California monsoons and Linden’s propensity for grounding the entire class for one person’s offense meant we spent most recesses indoors, where the Boys would have to leave the girls alone now that an Adult was watching, and Saari would let Dashell braid her hair while I re-explained multiplication to Parja.

In March though, things began to heat up.  We were let outside again and Bobby and Mason had quite a bit of pent-up ragelust to let out, and were now being commanded by Erica, who thought making me suffer for her affections was Great Fun.   I don’t quite remember what happened with the three of them and me behind the computer building, but I know I can’t stand the sound of and old apple computer starting up anymore.

Furthermore, Linden had figured out the disciplinary loophole, that while she wasn’t actually allowed to beat us, she could slam her ruler on our desks, and if your hands or faces happened to be caught in the blow, well, we should have moved faster. Not this is not actually legal, but she was banking on us not having the legal wherewithal to take her to court.

Dashell was growing tired of the constant stress of school and had taken to leaving early when he felt like it, leaving me to fend for myself in the afternoon.  My sole consolation for those long afternoons was that we were having a bumper crop of praying mantises that year, and I had found no less than four nests in the backyard, and was keeping them in a large jar in my room.

If you’ve never seen praying mantis nests, they look like someone fucked up and globbed insulation foam on a stick.  They sorta sit there, looking stupid, until it gets hot enough, then the day they’re going to hatch, they develop a large, ominous crack, and over the course of a couple hours, a Couple Hundred itty-bitty, very sharp flying rage insects will drip out, covered in ooze like some kind of alien, and once they are all dried out/carapaced up they fly off in a fit of barbarian rage, ready to slice up anything remotely edible or potentially predatory.  Like children’s eyeballs.

So imagine my joy that on April fifteenth, the last day I had to attend class, all four nests had developed their large cracks, and tiny little baby ragebugs were slowly dripping out of them.

My initial thoughts were not of malice, but of showing Saari and Parja my cool insect friends, the latter having gotten into entomology of late.  But after I arrived at school with the jar, I realized that Thursday’s usual show-and-tell had been replaced with Mrs. Linden’s Semi-weekly Rant About How We’re All Going To Hell.  So I kept them in my backpack, with the intent of showing Dashell and Parja at recess.

But, after dealing with Mason trying to flash me his dick all through math, I had grown a mickle furious, and was contemplating flouncing from my Final required Day Of Class In Grand Style.  But what?

Then Mrs. Linden started ranting about the Plagues Of Egypt.

She’d construed that the plagues were about Pharaoh Not Respecting God as We Students Weren’t Respecting Her, and hence he Needed To be Punished.

But from my perspective, I was rather heavily identifying with the slaves and would really like to call down the wrath of some higher being on Mrs. Linden and Mason.  Then I realized that the mantises had been sitting on my bag on top of the radiator for the past three hours, and were probably all hatched and furious by now.

And for the first time, I truly understood “The Lord Works In Mysterious Ways.”

I signaled to Dashell that I was about to start shit, then quietly went back to the coat room to retrieve the jar.  Sure enough, they had all hatched and dried, and were now clawing furiously at the glass, little scratches audible through the holes in the lid. I waited back there for a good minute, lightly shaking the jar to enrage the mantises, while I waited for Linden to get to the Locusts.

She really went overboard, claiming that entirely vegetarian grasshoppers could eat a cow to the bone in minutes, like aerial piranhas, and that they’d crawl under your skin and eat your eyeballs, because You Disrespected God So You Deserve It.

Unbeknownst to me, Dashell had gotten up during her rant and had pulled the loose plate off the lightswitch and had been tampering with the wiring, and just as she got to Darkness, he shorted out the lights.

I took this as my signal, and stepped out of the coatroom, and chucked the jar straight at the back of Mason’s head, shattering it, sending blood and glass everywhere, along with releasing approximately six fucktillion rage-filled insects into the room.

I cannot explain how deeply, soul-satisfying the chaos was.

Screaming children, screaming Linden, screaming insects, Mason screaming about the pain, Sabrina screaming that it was the End Of The World, and Dashell laughing demonically, wriggling the wire to make the lights flash like a literal Panic at the disco.  There was glass everywhere, Insects landing on and attacking children as they tried to escape, people running into each other, someone pulling the fire alarm, creating MORE noise and setting the sprinklers off.

After a few minutes standing and watching, feeling the satisfaction of releasing hell settling in my soul, I quietly packed up my backpack and left, walked home and ate six ice cream sandwiches before mom got home from work.

“I’m done with school!” I told mom happily, sitting on the couch and watching animal planet with the dog.

“Did you show your class the mantises?’  She asked.

“Yes.  I don’t think they liked them.”  I said, watching Steve Irwin juggle snakes.

“Aw, that’s too bad.  Are you ready to go camping?”

“Yes.  Yes I am.”

And so the next morning, we left for the wilds of the redwood forest, so my mom didn’t hear anything about the incident until we came back a fortnight later.  It never got pinned on me or Dashell, probably because Mrs. Linden left the classroom shortly after I did and was last seen in Arizona two days later.  The district never actually managed to Fire her, because they never found her.

And that’s the most Chaotic Evil thing I’ve ever done.

[For Surely Someday...]

iI was tagged by @bell-bones ^w^ tysm btw

Rules: Answer the questions and tag 20 of your followers

Name: Casey

Nickname: Charm

Zodiac Sign: Aquarius

Height: About 5 feet

Orientation: Lesbian

Ethnicity: White

Favorite fruit: Pears

Favorite Season: Summer

Favorite book series: Harry Potter

Favorite Flower: Orchids

Favorite Scent: Lavender

Favorite color: Purple

Coffee, tea or cocoa: Cocoa

Dog or cat person: I like both!!! But if I had to choose it would be dogs

Average sleep hours: Uhhh 8-10 hours??? I tend to sleep in alot

Favorite fictional characters: Hoo boy Lillie (Pokemon), Funtime Freddy (Fnaf), Suitcase Oj Paper Balloon (II), Undyne (Undertale), Franziska Von Karma (AA), Ruby Peridot Padparadcha Lars (Su), Dib (IZ), Ladybug (ML), Flurry (acnl), Colin (dhmis), Thorax (Mlp), Top hat spider Marco and Star (svtfoe), Chloe (wbb), Kyle (sp) And a Whole bunch more

Number of blankets you sleep with: 1-2

Dream trip: Japan

Blog created: September 2016

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[For Surely Someday...]

colorfulcollectordragon-2f8ee55c asked:

Did you see the bloopers?! They're AT LEAST as funny as the musical!!! ESPECIALLY if you turn subtitles on!!!!

charmanderxerneas answered:

YEESSSS EDGWORTH’S ACTOR IS SO FUNNY!!!!

“There’s no longer any proof that M-….Miles Edgeworth? I’m sorry, I’m incredibly drunk!”

[colorfulcollectordragon-2f8ee55c]

We no longer have any proof he was ON the roof of the hotel that night! Hotel?!

[charmanderxerneas]

“Gimme the goods Grandma”

[colorfulcollectordragon-2f8ee55c]

Doctor Hotti was the judge whaaaaaa? Bleh

[charmanderxerneas]

Anything that proves you didn’t Marry….Marry Larry Butz

[colorfulcollectordragon-2f8ee55c]

Aber to applehend

[charmanderxerneas]

“Objection! You guys suck!” “Well that’s just… a personal attack!”

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Alright, so I have two little friends, their names are Josh and Libby, Josh is 8 and Libby is 9, and they are the purest things ever.

About a month ago, they came over to my house to hang out, and after she asked about my favorite shows, I asked Libby if she had ever heard of Invader Zim, and she said no. So we watched the first episode together, and I didn’t think she liked it. Later I bought he some new art supplies (She draws)

AND TODAY She came up to me and she said, “Hey Casey do you wanna see my drawings?” And I said “Sure” and I-

SHE HAS STAR FANART TOO

AND SHE HAS FREAKING OCS

“Flamesen”

“Coolce”

And my personal favorite:

“Taco-man”

And then I showed her and her brother how to play my Ukelele and she picked out one of my music sheets and she started trying to play “Comet” from Steven Universe even though she hadn’t seen that episode yet or heard that song

THIS CHILD IS ME BUT TEN TIMES CUTER

sorry this post is long

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but why is reposting BAD?

[fawnivy]

i thought i’d make an faq filled with every excuse in the book about reposting, for those who still don’t understand why it’s bad…or for people who don’t know what to say in retaliation to these! so here we go. 

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first of all, an artist doesn’t even NEED to explain themselves. in the same way with someone who says “dude, make sure that soda is diet” or “please don’t tickle me”. they don’t want you to do it. you don’t need to test them by ignoring them. the reason doesn’t matter: it’s the person’s wish with THEIR things. if you had any respect for others, you’d just take it at that. 

BUT for some people, they don’t want to respect others at face value, and want their reason. (which, i might add, is rude.) so let’s get into that: 

• but i’m giving you exposure! isn’t that good?
  

no. 

you’re not giving artists exposure. for people like myself, freelance artists, you’re hurting us. about a year ago, i sent my portfolio off to an indie game. in it, i had a piece of work that had been reposted (that i didn’t even know about). i was told much later that they “looked into it” and saw that my work was posted by someone else, which means now they have no idea who the artist was, and THEREFORE can’t be sure my work was legit. i lost a potential job to a repost. 

doesn’t matter if you say “i didn’t draw this”. sometimes, they don’t even look. they just look to see if it’s on any site other than your own. and that’s terrifying for artists. so don’t endanger our livelihood for instagram likes. 

besides, you’re not even giving exposure if you didn’t credit, cropped out the signature, or somehow made the resolution so low to where you can’t even see the signature. which brings me to…

• but i credited you!
  

some people still don’t want it reposted even with credit. the last answer should show you one of the many reasons why. 

• you’re dictating what i can/cannot put on my page! this is MY page!
  

and it’s MY art you posted. you can’t take something i did and do whatever you want with it. imagine if you took someones drawing, photocopied it, and spread it all around the town without their permission. they’d have every right to be angry, right?

• but you posted it online, which means anyone can do anything with it. so if you don’t want it reposted, don’t post it online!
  

i have to post my art onto my websites to build a fanbase, something crucial to an artist. it shouldn’t be on ME to not post it in the first place, it should be on YOU to not repost it. you’re just echoing victim-blaming arguments. 

you’re basically saying “if you don’t want to be bullied, don’t exist.” which is a terrible thing to teach people, rather than “be nice and respectful towards others.” yes, i know our world isn’t perfect. but that’s no excuse to contribute to vile things. 

• well i would be honored if someone reposted my art. and my friend doesn’t mind reposts, so why should you?
  

good for you! good for them! but did you know there’s more people in the world other than just you and your friend? we have wishes and feelings too, so you don’t get to project your own emotions onto what WE should be feeling as well. i love peaches. some people don’t like them. that doesn’t mean that now they have to eat peaches because i don’t mind them. 

• what an artist creates automatically belongs to society, though. 
  

go steal the mona lisa and tell me how that works out. 

everyone can VIEW it, yes. artists want others to view their work! we just don’t want you to do stuff with it we asked you not to do. 

• WELL THEN SPEAKING OF THAT, since i can’t put your work on redbubble and sell it for myself, why do you have an umbrella of the starry night?? huh?? you STOLE van gogh’s work! (yes people have legit said this to me) 
  

putting my work on items and selling it is totally illegal. van gogh’s work is owned by companies now, who have authorization to print it on things. and i’m just ONE freelance artist who is, you know, still alive and not giving permission to do that. you can’t compare a dead artist from the 1800s to a digital artist in 2017. apples to oranges, my dude.

• well i SAID “credit to the artist” so i DID give you credit!
  

because saying “the artist” really tells people who i am and lets them visit my websites! thank you so much! 

but all sarcasm aside, that doesn’t do anything other than show you were too lazy to find the artist. same thing with “source: the internet” and “who drew this xD” or misspelling my url on purpose or putting the credit under a cut. OR cropping the image to cut off my signature! you didn’t give me credit. 

• it wasn’t on the website i wanted it on! you should have more social media.
  

i’ll have the social media i want to have. not up to me to make more accounts on more things just so you won’t disrespect me. 

• but i don’t remember where i got it. besides, i reposted SOOO much work and saved it all a long time ago. how can i find it now?
  

reverse google image search is so great.

also, if you didn’t know the artist, that’s a HUGE reason not to repost it in the first place!! you didn’t even know if it was okay since you never got to see their position on that!!

take down your video with stolen fan art. take down your entire fan art twitter account. i don’t care “how hard it was to save those images” or “how many views you have now”. you got all that attention from someone else’s hard work. searching for art will never be as hard as making it. if it were that easy, you’d be drawing all the art yourself. 

• but i asked the artist and they didn’t say anything! i assumed it was okay. 
  

yeah, i feel you. it’s the same thing as when you ask your mom if you can borrow some money, she doesn’t answer, so you just steal it from her purse. no answer means the answer you want to hear, right?

wrong. don’t take “unresponsive” as a yes. that’s disgusting. 

• well i honestly don’t care. artists are just selfish. i’ll repost their art if i want to, just to show them how much i hate their stance on reposting. and (insert another really edgy statement here from someone who only says things to get a rise out of people since their life is empty) 
  

one day you’re gonna come across an artist who has no chill and wants to sue, and can actually do it, since some people put their work under HEAVY copyright. and i’m gonna kick back in my chair with a nice capri sun and watch it all happen, since you have that kind of attitude towards people. 

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yes, this whole thing seems a bit. well. “salty”, as some would put it. and i have every right to be irritated over this. all these questions are asking “WHY should i respect their wishes? give me a reason” or “but here is my excuse rather than just taking it down”. time after time, artists are villainized just for telling people not to repost. 

like i said, the artist not wanting you to repost it SHOULD be reason enough! we’re so tired of having to fight people just to have respect for our art. we have to deal with tracing constantly, so can you please take reposting off our plates? i know bad things will always happen, but that’s no reason to make it worse by contributing. 

artists are generously putting our art out there for free. if you want to keep seeing our art for free (btw we don’t HAVE to, all the big artists could just up and leave and go to patreon), maybe show us some respect? because we get pretty dejected when we see strangers getting attention from something we did, and it makes us want to remove everything we show you guys. you say “don’t post it then!” but would be mad if all fan art disappeared. 

if you want to keep the art, respect the artist making it. there’s a real person behind that drawing.