Heyyo, This Semester Has Been Absolutely Hellish So Far, I Barely Have Time To Breath, So I'm Just Popping

Don't you hate it when there's a character whose design scratches your brain just right, only for them to turn out to be a war criminal?

he didn't touch chems after this for, like, three days

Two more thoughts (I didn't want to put too many things in one post, but, unlucky for you, I'm incapable of shutting up):

I'm actually taking a course called "The apocalypse and the post-apocalypse in American culture" this semester! It has absolutely nothing to do with my bachelor’s programme (International Business Economics, ugh), but I've always been drawn to post-apocalyptic fiction, so I just... couldn't resist. Anyhow, I can't wait to be writing papers on the Fallout series! (Among others, of course, but let's not stray too far right now.)

There's this song that's been stuck in my head for two months, mainly because the lyrics are sooo Hancock-coded, give it a listen if you are interested! If only I could animate... Maybe one day.

Once we'd mopped up, we strolled right into Vic's quarters in the State House, wrapped a rope around his neck, and threw him off the balcony. And there I am, gun in hand, draped in Hancock's duds, looking at all the people of Goodneighbor assembled below. I had to say something. That first time I said 'em, they didn't even feel like my words: "Of the people, for the people!"

Redcurrant earrings! It's one of my favourite berries. I used zoisite and glass beads.

mayoral duties

they are watching Dr. Sexy, M.D.

Today I bring you some sheet music! I usually just put the link to these in the descriptions of my videos, but YouTube is getting worse and worse these days, so I figured I'd share them here as well, should someone look for something similar:

If you need them as pictures, fire away! I normally have no more than incomprehensible notes for my arrengements, though; I only jot them down when someone asks me to. If you are interested in another one, just message me, I'll try to make time to do so.

We're a long way from Waterdeep.

I've been begging my brain for months to let me reblog stuff, yet she keeps refusing, so I've finally, FINALLY come up with a solution:

@mcvalleyrambles

So, yeah. I think that's it...?

Once we'd mopped up, we strolled right into Vic's quarters in the State House, wrapped a rope around his neck, and threw him off the balcony. And there I am, gun in hand, draped in Hancock's duds, looking at all the people of Goodneighbor assembled below. I had to say something. That first time I said 'em, they didn't even feel like my words: "Of the people, for the people!"