it’s so funny that u can just color text on this website boom bitch im green now. youre hearing me talk greenly. in a green fashion. green green green
bounce on the lava
I'm THINKING about Tycho tonight. Like he dies, and then he wakes back up again but different. Wrong. He's angry all the time now. There's just this sickening, all-consuming rage that corrupts all of his thoughts and motivations, and it tells him who's to blame, who needs to pay for this. He definitely wasn't in the right in marathon 2 and infinity, I can't and won't defend him whatsoever, but I do get how he got like this honestly. He went through so much hurt for no reason, so he lashes out about it using the only tool the pfhor left him with - his delayed form of rampancy that just feeds back into the anger and the obsession with revenge and makes it so much worse. GOD I need this man to have the most cathartic breakdown ever, I need him to tear apart a room or something.
Fake bitches will be like "Thank god it's you!" and then explode into green slime, injuring everyone nearby
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My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
kitten I’ll be honest the finality of everything in this world haunts daddy like a second shadow
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