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dave malloy writing musicals: so there's gonna be four and a half cast members and the instruments will be a kalimba and a cardboard box guitar with rubber band strings. here's the lyrics i have so far

"I AM ASLEEP AND HALF ASLEEP

HALF ASLEEP AND HALF AWAKE

MY VISION SWIMS IN ACID

AND STILL I GRAB MY PHONE

BUT THEN I THROW IT IN THE TRASH

BUT THEN I THROW MY BODY IN THE TRASH TO RECEIVE IT

AND I AM IN THE TRASH

AND I AM IN THE TRASH

AND I AM ONE WITH THE TRASH

THE TRASH IS ME AND I AM THE TRASH"

Thinking about the storytelling that could come from designing an RPG character who would intentionally get a bad/false ending and making that the end of their in-game journey, specifically with my beloved New Vegas and having a Courier who would jump at the chance to team up with Elijah in Dead Money (or who would fall for the trap in Sinclair's terminal).

hello friends

after eight years of this being an idea and nine months of being a wip, the clown bible animatic is finally here

watch it. this is a threat. also here are some frames i liked

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