Soreth @Soreth@awoo.space
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Rare coastal dragoness, often found by sunny sea cliffs. Nonbinary but fairly femme-leaning. If you're under 18 don't follow.
Joined Jun 2017
dinosaurs, dinocanthropy, brain debris
There's something exciting and electric in the air at work. Everyone you talk to all day seems to be charged with anticipation. It rubs off on you too, some kind of contact high you try to laugh off. Still, you can't stop counting down the hours until you get to go home and start your weekend.
You're feeling faintly feverish again. On the way home, you stop at the grocery store and find yourself always coming back to the produce aisle.
You buy a lot.
dinosaurs, dinocanthropy, brain debris
You wake early on Thursday, with confusing dreams already slipping away from you. Through your window you can see the moon is just starting to set, and it's gorgeous. You stare at it, entranced, until your alarm breaks the spell. You swipe your phone to shut it up and shamble out of bed.
After a long cold shower you feel less strange. But getting ready for work, you realize how little greenery there is your house. Maybe some potted plants...
Soreth
boosted
*slaps the roof of Russell’s Paradox* This baby can fit all the babies that can’t fit themselves, but that means it has to fit itself, which means it can’t…oh, never mind, it’s disappeared.
dinosaurs, dinocanthropy, brain debris
The thought briefly flits across your mind - could you be infected too? Nah, you haven't swapped any bodily fluids with your coworkers, neighbors, or anybody else recently. No, you're obviously fine.
You take Friday off for the hell of it. Everybody else is too, why not?
dinosaurs, dinocanthropy, brain debris
Full moon this Friday. You notice because it looks like just over half your team is taking it off. That's going to be irritating, a lot more work for you. Maybe you should take the day off too, in protest.
You've been eating a lot of salads at lunch this week. It's probably nothing.
dinosaurs, dinocanthropy, brain debris
The office didn't _used_ to be this empty every four weeks. You'd swear it was just one or two people, but now like half the office is taking a couple days around the full moon off.
dinosaurs, dinocanthropy, brain debris
One of your coworkers went out on a camping trip last year, then started taking a full day off every four weeks. He thinks he's hiding it and wears a baseball to work whenever it's getting that time of month, but you can see his crest start to grow in anyway and make a lump under the hat. Probably Lambeosaurus, but it's hard to tell without actually seeing it.
dinosaurs, dinocanthropy, brain debris
Were-hadrosaurs.
Your neighbor the were-parasaurolophus is perfectly fine except on full moon nights she trumpets her crest to attract a mate. Recently you've started to hear distant hooting responses answering her.
The Archosaurmenid Empire, ruled by Xerxesmaniraptor I
send toot
Soreth
boosted
No Context Theater
"What happens if you blow up an entire dimension inside a monastery?"
"Do you mean you blew up the monastery inside another dimension, or you blew up another dimension the gate for which was inside a monastery?"
"Could be either?"
One of the things I can never figure out is how it took so long for people to make the connection that birds are dinosaur descendants. Look at the feet. Birds have dinosaur feet. Those are dinosaur toes.
Birds: They're Dinosaurs™
dragon noises
Raaar rawr raawrhrrahl raaawrwrrrrrh raaar rar rwaaar rawrh. Raar, rawr rawrhawrl, raaaaarh?
Rwarh raaawrwrrrrrh; raaawr raar rwarh, rawwwwwrl!
*opens muzzle, produces modem noises*
can't pass yet
I was stupid tonight and decided to go out in skirt. Because hey, Cap Hill. It's safe there.
I got stared at by several people in cars while walking and it really fucked with my head for a while. Every layer of protection I ever surrounded myself with in my early life was camouflage. _Don't get noticed_. I can't handle it when people stare...
Soreth
boosted
"Apologies for the intrusion," said a strange voice in my head. "We are telepaths on a distant planet, and usually tune humanity out as background noise. But so many of you ask, all the time, so we checked: yes, there are others like you, and yes, you can be loved. Okay?"
#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories
Hell yeah, shaved legs.
I ate the whole ramen and now must sleep for ten thousand years.
Soreth
boosted
Right now at this cafe we are watching on ESPN2 -- and I am not making this up -- the American Cornhole Championship.
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- She/They
Rare coastal dragoness, often found by sunny sea cliffs. Nonbinary but fairly femme-leaning. If you're under 18 don't follow.
Joined Jun 2017
