But not just under the train station / zombie driving school. But in the basement.

But not just in the basement

But in the sub-basement

But below the sub-basement

Is the sub-sub-basement.

And under the sub-sub-basement

Is the underwater tunnel. A dangerous dark underwater tunnel that requires most of your health to get through. After the underwater tunnel you have to go through

The sub-sub-sub-basement. Which leads to

The second underwater tunnel. Which leads to

The door

But behind The Door…

Is Jeff

I’m glad people are appreciating the work it took to seal away Jeff

Imagine if Jeff dies in the lava but you don’t know so you’ll think he escaped and then you’ll live in a constant state of fear and paranoia thinking about how he escaped, what he’s doing now and if he’s plotting revenge against you

hrrm

This is that eldritch shit. Still here for it, though.

Source: Dustin Skye , “handheld inverted fire tornado bubble with a 66mm wand” (YouTube)

sees art with thick smooth line art: ah yes i want my art to look like that

sees art with sketchy thin line art: ah yes i want my art to look like that

sees lineless art: ah yes i want my art to

…… this isn’t my post. i didnt makethis post. why does it say i made this post

not to be boring and solve the fun mystery but it says that bc it’s a “chat” post, not a text post. which used to not include the OP’s username, so tumblr assigned you op I Guess (source: i made this post in 2014)

thank you for giving me custody of this post 🙏 i just picked it up from elementary school and tomorrow it has soccer practice

Numerous I.T. individuals I've worked with have confirmed that the modern infrastructure rests SQUARELY on the backs of furries. To the extent that one plane crash on the way to Anthrocon or Midwest FurFest could disable the entire country.

@revretch​ already posted this in the old thread, but I think a lot of people who grew up on the coasts, and especially people posting from other countries, have genuinely no idea what the population distribution of America actually looks like.

The state of wyoming is 97,914 square miles. That is larger than the entire united kingdom, and it’s one of a couple dozen states making up our midwest.

This is what the human population of those 97,914 square miles look like:

These are ISLANDS of human life separated by hundreds of miles of either cornfield or scrubland in every direction. I’ve been to and lived in little pockets of civilization like that; people are stuck with dilapidated old trucks they have to share, rotting farmhouses whole families still use, no hospital, sometimes no school, often no grocery store, high-price but still incredibly shitty phone and internet service and definitely no public transport services. Some people have little more than a few gas stations and a Mcdonald’s because they were lucky enough for their town to be on a major truck route.

When I spent a couple years with Rev in one of Iowa’s little truck-stop towns our only food options were one monstrously overpriced supermarket, two fast food places, a bar and a convenience store. We’d have to spend the gas to drive a full hour until we hit a Wal-Mart and stock up on all the non-perishables we could, which we could because we were privileged to have our own car, unlike a lot of our most immediate neighbors - who were still far enough away even in that same town that we never actually saw each other. Acres and acres of farmland separated those homes.

Any conversation around how to evolve our infrastructure and systems NEEDS to account for these areas and it needs to do so in a way that does not demand people abandon what little they do have; you can’t ask someone with almost nothing to gamble the rest of it on moving to a city that already has a homeless crisis and reacts to it with spikes on the sidewalk.

But it’s like that for EVERYTHING. Every discussion of the environment, of public services, of getting people food or health care or education or sustainable energy seems completely dominated by people who have no idea how most of the country actually lives out there, and part of that is because of that aforementioned shitty internet service. The poverty shuts them out of the conversation about their own poverty. It’s a nightmare.

This applies in varying ways to parts of the midwest as well.

I still vividly remember the time my car broke down in a McDonalds parking lot off the main road in Chicago when I was I think 19. I’d been dropping someone off since it was only a day or so’s drive from where I lived and much cheaper than a plane ticket.
Anyways the battery cable came disconnected and it was the type you needed a wrench to reattach, I asked in the restaurant if they had one, no dice, asked in the lobby if anybody had one in their car, no dice, I remembered my parents had gotten me a small emergency tool kit years before, then remembered exactly where I’d left it at home.
I called my parents, dreading what was to come, standing there describing the problem while looking under the hood, preparing myself for the inevitable mocking that was going to come, when an elderly man in a set of work-stained overalls carrying a duffle bag full of tools Hip-checked me out of the way, leaned in, attached the cable, and walked away without saying a Goddamned Word to me or even making eye contact.

(I shouted a deeply confused “Thank you!” as he walked off, but got no acknowledgement whatsoever)