Do I Work Here? Sometimes
Do I work here? Sometimes
Do I know where food is? No
Am I from around here? Not this city, no
Why am I here? Work
Why don't I know my way around? It's cute you think I'm told anything
-
zebida liked this · 1 year ago
-
ponderingandreflecting liked this · 1 year ago
-
probablymatt liked this · 1 year ago
-
reybrun liked this · 1 year ago
-
sassywolfdeer liked this · 1 year ago
-
oh-look-a-bridge reblogged this · 1 year ago
More Posts from Thevoidstaredback
Why didn't I do this before?
Danny: *introduces a spicy piece of lore that others would call trauma (not to be confused with ✨trauma✨)*
Dick, wondering what the hell happened to the sunshine incarnate before he showed up on his apartment: Say sike. Say sike right the fuck now."
Danny 'I'm not a therapist, that's my sister Fenton': "Um...sike?"
Dick '21 is too young for grey hairs!' Grayson: "There isn't nearly enough alcohol-!"
Tim, watching this all go down from Drake Manor via security cameras he had Danny put up: Is this...a best friend?
Danny: *trauma dumps like he's talking about the weather*
Constantine: "Say sike. Say sike right the fuck now."
Danny: "Um....sike?"
Constantine, forgoing his flask in favor of a bottle of vodka: "There isn't nearly enough alcohol-!"
I'm reading, as ya do, and I may or may not have gotten inspiration and written the ending for How To Balance Your Daytime and Nighttime Activities So That You Don't Burn Yourself Out More Than You Already Have....
I drew a thing! I haven't drawn anything in 6 years (no exaggeration. I went back and counted), so I think this turned out really good. Could be better, but that can be said about my writing, too.
(I may have cheated and pulled a model from Google to trace) (but the clothing and stuff are all me!) (the model was unlabled, that I saw)
Please ignore the lack of colour, hair, face, and hands. Also the bad lighting

I'm at a credentialed entrance. Everyone has to have one of 5 credentials to come down here today. This is roughly the exact conversation I just had with two kids. (It's a sloped tunnel and they're on scooters)
"Do you have credentials?"
"Can we go down there?"
"Nope."
"Why?"
"Because you need credentials."
"What's going on?"
"There's an event here tomorrow, so they're loading it in."
"Oh. Can we just ride down the slope? Go look at the set up?"
"Nope."
"Why not?"
"Because you need credentials."
"Where do we get credentials?"
"The white tent over there had a list of names. They all get credentials."
*someone walks by* "Well, why does she get to go in?"
"Because she has credentials."
"What's the event? Is it a rave."
"Nope; Skateboarding."
"Can we go ride the track?"
"Nope. Ya need credentials."
"Is Tony Hawk gonna be here?"
"Probably." It's his event.
"Well, my dad owns the venue. Can I go in?"
"You need credentials."
"My dad's Tony Hawk."
"I don't care. You need credentials."
"My dad owns this lot."
"You need credentials."
"Can we get in tomorrow?"
"With a ticket, yes."
"Do the tickets cost money?"
"Probably."
"We're gonna go get our credentials."
And that was the last I saw them. 20 minutes ago.
They've just come by again. They saw me, slowed down, and just kept going.
I think they're waiting for me to leave and are circling the building.
Should I tell them I'm here till 5? And that either the door will close or someone will be here to replace me?
Nah.
I'm at a credentialed entrance. Everyone has to have one of 5 credentials to come down here today. This is roughly the exact conversation I just had with two kids. (It's a sloped tunnel and they're on scooters)
"Do you have credentials?"
"Can we go down there?"
"Nope."
"Why?"
"Because you need credentials."
"What's going on?"
"There's an event here tomorrow, so they're loading it in."
"Oh. Can we just ride down the slope? Go look at the set up?"
"Nope."
"Why not?"
"Because you need credentials."
"Where do we get credentials?"
"The white tent over there had a list of names. They all get credentials."
*someone walks by* "Well, why does she get to go in?"
"Because she has credentials."
"What's the event? Is it a rave."
"Nope; Skateboarding."
"Can we go ride the track?"
"Nope. Ya need credentials."
"Is Tony Hawk gonna be here?"
"Probably." It's his event.
"Well, my dad owns the venue. Can I go in?"
"You need credentials."
"My dad's Tony Hawk."
"I don't care. You need credentials."
"My dad owns this lot."
"You need credentials."
"Can we get in tomorrow?"
"With a ticket, yes."
"Do the tickets cost money?"
"Probably."
"We're gonna go get our credentials."
And that was the last I saw them. 20 minutes ago.