I Wrote This At 2am - Tumblr Posts

So with me having nothing better to post have an old doodle while i ramble on about an Idea iv had for a while

For context If you have seen the avatar with the blue people you might understand My rambles a little better.

A scientist has managed to get to alternia and a place to house all his research. Having gotten to know that there is No adults on alternia he gets his oldest child involved, he has gotten his hands on a troll DNA and creates a new body from the child and trolls DNA, he genetically engineered the body to house a human mind. So much like in the avatar movie he creates a machine along side itthat allows a persons ”mind” or What you want to call it so that the person can use their Host body.

The child learns more and more about alternia as they stay.

One faithful day however something goes wrong on the lab on earth, the lab has exploded on there and they are now stuck on alternia, the remainer of their family greiving their loss.

And this is How far i have planned so far, feel free to give me critisism, suggestions or If you just have any questions feel free to comment.

What if we stop looking at the big picture and realise that the picture isn't complete without us. What if we simply become a part of the picture we are trying so hard to create?

Aren't all things in this universe or multiverse whatever you believe in, blended and merged together ?

Aren't we all a mixture of everything we know and don't know exists ?

Aren't we all a part of what we are searching and creating?

Weren't we born from chaos ? Then how do we assume that making order out of this world of chaos is gonna help us ?

Wouldn't embracing and encouraging this chaos both inside and outside your grasp make you happier ?

Why do we try to understand things we cannot even begin to fathom?

Who, How, What and When are all the questions we ask to others and ourselves all day everyday.

And why? Nobody knows.

Perhaps we humans are a magical mistake created not by choice or order but chaos all around.

Nobody knows.

We are a manifestation of something majestic and vastly chaotic. A bunch of mortal beings trying to create order out of this chaotic world around us in a very short span of life.

clown-demon's reply

"In my position that isn't really possible..." As head of the Baskervilles he wasn't supposed to show weakness; his duty is to keep order and maintain peace in the abyss. He was to be relied on, not the other way around. His feelings were irrelevant, all that mattered was his duty... a sad fact he's known since childhood.

A traveler from other realms? Interesting... he had questions; none that he felt like voicing out loud. All he hoped was that she wouldn't cause any disturbances to the abyss. She seemed pretty tame so he shouldn't have to worry. Pushing his thoughts aside, he introduced himself.

"My name is Glen...Glen Baskerville."

"This is just a difficult time for me right now...I'll be fine though." He was on his way back from visiting Lacie’s grave, when he encountered the small black creature. Was it from the abyss? He didn't know, and honestly he didn't really care. This creature was kind enough to ask him if he was okay; no human had ever done that for him before. It was comforting in an odd sort of way.

@clown-demon

Flower Shop Friend - A short story <3

The bell tinkled as the front door was opened. “Hey, helloooo? Is anyone in here? Helloooo?” First customer of the day, let’s do this. I plastered on a smile as I walked into the front of my little shop. “Hey, welcome to the Watering Can. How can I help you?” “How do I say fuck you in flower?” I stopped short, the flowers I was arranging falling onto the counter. “I- uhh- what?” “How do I say fuck you in flower? My girlfriend- I mean… ex-girlfriend I guess- anyway I just found out she’s been sleeping with my brother, and she doesn’t know I know yet. She’s like, super allergic to flowers and I want to break up wit her in style. So, I was wondering, how do I say fuck you in flower?” “Oh, uhh… right ok well, I suppose you would need a combination of geraniums to symbolize stupidity,” I walked out from around the counter and over to the buckets on the wall, grabbing one of each flower to show them. “foxgloves for insincerity, meadowsweet for uselessness, yellow carnations to say that they’ve disappointed you-“ “I suppose I’ll need quite a few of them then,” they cut in, smiling grimly. “Lastly, some orange lilies to symbolize hatred.” I handed them the small bouquet. “Fantastic, I knew you would have something. Can I add dahlias? I bought her a bouquet of them once and quickly found out that she utterly hates them. It would really top off the message, you know?” Handing them the pink flower, they smiled at me. “Where did you learn to make this bouquet? Surely you don’t get many people in here with the same request?” I grabbed more of the flowers and walked back to the counter, grabbing out some red tissue paper. “Oh you know, I’m a florist. I speak flower.” I began arranging the flowers, trimming away the stems but leaving on the thorns. I stopped and looked up at them, wondering how someone would ever want to cheat on such an attractive face. I looked down and busied my hands as I said “Maybe… maybe after you go give your girlfriend this bouquet I could teach you a little more about them…?” I looked up after a second of silence. They looked as flustered as I felt. “Or not, I mean, I understand if it would be weird but like I just thought- “ “Sounds cool. I never thought flowers could be so intricate.” I handed them the bouquet, now arranged and tied up in the tissue paper. It really was a striking bunch. “Yeah most people just think they’re pretty. I um-“ I blushed a little as I punched the numbers into the register. “I put a small card just under the paper for you… its for you not her, just to clarify.” I watched as they picked up the flowers and thanked me and walked out the door. As they shut it behind them, they turned and smiled, waving a little. And that, is how I met my soulmate.