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Okay i'm Fictional the Pretty OK.

...yay im fictional and pretty ok :')

Made by me

Tropical Plants at the Blooded Conservator in Vancouver. March 2022.

yes this is in fact a picture i took at work of a spider on a garbage can

Found this on Twitter, so I thought, why not posting it here and doing a tag game 😊

Ok, I’ll go first

If he is the reason, I’d go to prison gladly 🥰❤️‍🔥

Tagging: @killerqueen-ofwillowgreen @nic-214 @milkyway-ashes @dr-radiation @whitequeen-ofwillowgreen @sunsetdaydreamer @therockywhorerpictureshow @delicatelyfantasticninja and everyone 😊

Sorry if I forgot to tag some of you!

Tropical Flowers at the Bloedel Conservatory in Vancouver, Canada. March 2022.

Roberd here. A couple quick notes. I can’t believe Brick only had one assistant crab. An exec of his level? That’s ridiculous. I’m gonna need 3, maybe 4 more crabs here at my desk, to take care of everything I have to do. 

Another thing. Breaks are too long. Let’s keep these assembly lines moving. Brick’s built a great thing here in terms of supply and demand. But if he can come back and find we’ve increased productivity by 40, 50% then that’ll reflect great on me. He’ll be proud of me. So no more mid-mid-morning breaks, early-afternoon breaks, all that stuff. You don’t need ‘em. You crabs are so naturally energetic. 

Lastly. Work culture. The island stuff is great. Love it. Vibes on vibes. But it’s time to admit it: you guys aren’t at Clawland anymore. Let’s get profesh. No crab rave music on the work floor. No crazy outfits. Focus on the products.

Thanks, Roberd

@spyld

im gonna die from laughing

genuinely about to cry at the word for france in te reo māori. so like. almost every country name is just the english name but altered to only have letters that exist in te reo (so like canada = kānata, norway = nōwei etc) except france that is literally just fucking. wīwī. as in ouioui. imgoing to fucking die

ok here you go! its titled 'The Bounciest Boy' and is based off my alligator plushie!

(made it when i was sick with the Notes app on my phone so its kinda janky)

heyyyy what's going on i did a drawing do you wanna see it??

Yes pleaseeeee

Yeah, I had to unlock the prop room but they wouldn't give me the key so one of the actors going with me literally tried to pick the lock with a toothpick lol

So today in rehearsal, I was working with the lighting crew to re-adjust some lights. (I held the ladder, so helpful) We weren't sure where the ladder was so we had to ask the director for their keys to open various rooms, but here's the catch: They wanted their keys back IMMEDIATELY. So we had to ask them multiple times for their keys, but they were chatting with some actors and whenever we went into the other room to get the keys, they were always mad at us for some reason because we interrupted them? Like what else are we supposed to do, lockpick the doors?

I'M DOING AN EXPERIMENT

To prove something to a friend, please

REBLOG IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES

LIKE IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS DON’T BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES