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Falling.

Pickles approached consciousness with the very distinct sensation of falling.

Now, she was a fairly average human being, and as a fairly average human being, her brain manufactured its fair share of freefall dreams. Analogous as they were to being in turmoil over lacking control over a situation, her sleeping self actually speedran them pretty regularly.
But oddly enough, she didn't really have a corresponding visual playing behind her sealed eyes. In fact, this entire night had seemed dreamless- or perhaps it'd just been a series of subliminal sensory trips after all. Ah, how wonderful was it when your cortex manufactured such frustratingly latent experiences that obligated you to redefine reality for a good seventeen minutes as your roommates broke the poor coffee pot for the third time this week in the crossfire of their procrastination-maddened bathroom dash.

And as desensitized to the regularly scheduled drop as she was, she embraced wakefulness with an ardor for the fresh day that awaited her.

Yet, when she opened her eyes, the sense of the world being rapidly inverted remained.
And what she was seeing?
Definitely not the sunflower yellow ceiling of her college apartment.

More like blue skies obscured by nothing but a spattering of stratus clouds.

And she was, indeed, rapidly falling away from said skies.
Also infrequently coming in contact with abrasive surfaces while she was at it.
Pickles then found she, being quite midair, had relative freedom of movement -well, at least until she hip-bumped sociable rock again- and twisted to see the slope of a sizable land mass descending in time with her vertical relocation. Okay, so she'd fallen off a mountain and was now set on a crash course for a bush-spotted plateau between the foot of this peak and and the pinnacle of the next one.

She figured her long-suffering professors would be proud of her for expediting this irrefutable conclusion in record time.
"Wow, I'm drunk!"

Yet, however much the plausibility of her judgment, the following collision hit awfully like incontrovertible materiality.
Her legs hit very corporeal stone while her upper body was embraced by a very armed bush.
The simultaneous shattering of her right kneecap and dislocation of her right ankle definitely served to further cement the legitimacy of this insanity.

Facedown in briars, she gave the scathingly clear sky a very specific hand gesture as she reveled in the agony. "Wow, I'm not drunk!"

It was a hot minute before she even thought about disentangling herself from the bush and actually taking initiative to evaluate the damage she'd taken.
When her options for next course of action to take favored being smart like that, Pickles instead decided to take this opportunity to review her life- or, rather, what it should be. And she was not going to do it in her head.
"I went to bed last night as a perfectly normal student of Otis College of Art and Design in Los Angeles, California," she asserted through clenched teeth. The more effort she put into talking, the less energy she'd have to spare on keeping her legs in pain. Right?
"Being that I was headed for a doomed exam today, I was not intoxicated in any way, shape, or form. I was on perfectly good and sane terms with my equally sober roommates. Even if the vibes were off, there is no way that those three twiggy nerds dragged me out from to here- what, the Santa Monica mountains?"
As she rambled, she was working on inexorably rotating herself upward and out of the defensive shrub. Pathetically enough, she was grateful to no end for the barbed brambles dragging through her skin and giving her a greater, yet far more treatable, pain to fixate on. "It's nowhere near sorority initiation season. Did I somehow ask for a rite of passage granting access to the darker halls on campus? Maybe! Am I suddenly on someone's hitlist, but they're too chicken to do me in themselves? Sure, why not! Is this Naked and Afraid? Then why am I fully clothed?"
The hurt she'd generated by jarring her busted parts erupted in both a series of psychotic chortles and an expulsion of boiling tears. As she finally rolled free onto level stone, a big brain thought struck her like a smooth criminal. "Yo, I could be suffering from anemia! Sick memory loss! That'd account for this! You know what, I could have lived years since I was in my room! I've since graduated, decided to skip revolutionizing the toy industry completely, and went straight to feral hobo! Maybe I'm legendarily madcap! The possibilities are limitless!"

As she progressed with getting more and more mindless in her deliberations to herself, her eyes decided to be the most witted part of her and worked on really taking in her surroundings.
The mountains weren't necessarily huge. That could be gathered not only by raw perspective, but by how the most supreme peak only had the faintest glimmer of frost adorning it. In her range of vision, there were five rises stretched above her and perhaps twice that in immature prominences vying for dominance beneath her plateau.
The continuous ground didn't appear more than a couple hundred feet down and appeared largely comprised of tributary-permeated grasses. As per her 20/14 eyesight, the surrounding peneplain continued on indefinitely, and entirely without any indicators of human influence.

While she was retracing her gaze, something blindingly inappropriate amongst the untouched terrain caught her eye. Some sort of knapsack, caught in a cranny she supposed right from where Humpty Dumpty Had Her Great Fall.
The little logic she kept corralled in her head suddenly banded together to arrive at the highly contradictory conclusion that she should probably go back up for the one other comfortingly unnatural thing here.

"I am in pain!" she told the whacked world before assaulting the atmosphere with an overdue scream.
I absolutely love everything about this. The wording, Pickles' attitude, everything. XD
 
Somehow I've lost all and any perception of time and feel like I'm actively reliving this thread for the third time.
Just throwing that out there to show my later self what

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DO YOU NOT KNOW
YOU'VE LITERALLY BEEN AN IMMENSE FACTOR IN MY DRIVE FOR SELF IMPROVEMENT OVER THE PAST FOUR YEARS ???

can we like
put this in a museum
and mandate regular viewership, say, seven times a week?

FREAKING W O R D

I'm already on it

I have and I do ✌️

JINX YOU'D BETTER HAVE CONSUMED THIS LIKE FRESHLY PEELED FURBY SKIN

I will actively strive to increase my dadishness, then. :cool:

haha
ha
h a
not much of a callout at all
h a a h

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if only I hadn't taken my time

WHY HE SO
MMMMMMMMMM I LOST MY ADJECTIVES NOW

you know, like Wilbur---
wait y'all should not know who that is

THANK YOU FOR PUTTING IT INTO WORDS BECAUSE I WAS JUST GONNA SAYYYY

like you have any rights to speak on the matter

l00K, REGULARLY, I DITCH BY MIDNIGHT
ALL NIGHTERS ARE A BI-WEEKLY OCCURANCE :tongue

O O O F
I have no idea how you life with children, Kate.
As always
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obviously, never stop









I'm well on my way to bringing back primordial 2010s memes in full force, you're welcome.
WERE YOU ABOUT TO SAY WILBUR SOOT? PLEASE SAY YOU WERE. PLEASE.

And, you're right. XD
 
I know nothing about figs at the moment, I'll have to look it up. I'm not sure they'll fruit in my climate. Pretty sure it's an indoor in the winter plant.
Honestly, it sucks for plants here, especially tropical plants, and somehow ours survived. But, keep it somewhere warm and light, give it some kind of food, and it might just fruit!
I'd definitely say to pull it in, if you have heavy winters, though. :p
 
Honestly, it sucks for plants here, especially tropical plants, and somehow ours survived. But, keep it somewhere warm and light, give it some kind of food, and it might just fruit!
I'd definitely say to pull it in, if you have heavy winters, though. :p
Yeah I looked up so info on it. Looks like hardiness zone 8 is what they like.... I'm on the border between 5 and 6. Way too cold for it in winter. But summer should be fine outside. We'll see if it ever fruits.
 
Yeah I looked up so info on it. Looks like hardiness zone 8 is what they like.... I'm on the border between 5 and 6. Way too cold for it in winter. But summer should be fine outside. We'll see if it ever fruits.
Yeah, so definitely pop it in for the winter and it should be fine. And, good luck, I hope it does fruit! XD
 
Somehow I've lost all and any perception of time and feel like I'm actively reliving this thread for the third time.
Just throwing that out there to show my later self what

"""awkward"""
"""stiff"""View attachment 2550677


"""mediocre word vomiting"""
View attachment 2550677

DO YOU NOT KNOW
YOU'VE LITERALLY BEEN AN IMMENSE FACTOR IN MY DRIVE FOR SELF IMPROVEMENT OVER THE PAST FOUR YEARS ???

can we like
put this in a museum
and mandate regular viewership, say, seven times a week?

FREAKING W O R D

I'm already on it

I have and I do ✌️

JINX YOU'D BETTER HAVE CONSUMED THIS LIKE FRESHLY PEELED FURBY SKIN

I will actively strive to increase my dadishness, then. :cool:

haha
ha
h a
not much of a callout at all
h a a h

View attachment 2550686

if only I hadn't taken my time

WHY HE SO
MMMMMMMMMM I LOST MY ADJECTIVES NOW

you know, like Wilbur---
wait y'all should not know who that is

THANK YOU FOR PUTTING IT INTO WORDS BECAUSE I WAS JUST GONNA SAYYYY

like you have any rights to speak on the matter

l00K, REGULARLY, I DITCH BY MIDNIGHT
ALL NIGHTERS ARE A BI-WEEKLY OCCURANCE :tongue

O O O F
I have no idea how you life with children, Kate.
As always
View attachment 2550688

View attachment 2550693
obviously, never stop









I'm well on my way to bringing back primordial 2010s memes in full force, you're welcome.
Thanks I really wish I knew what he was

Wilbur the pig?
 
Somehow I've lost all and any perception of time and feel like I'm actively reliving this thread for the third time.
Just throwing that out there to show my later self what

"""awkward"""
"""stiff"""View attachment 2550677


"""mediocre word vomiting"""
View attachment 2550677

DO YOU NOT KNOW
YOU'VE LITERALLY BEEN AN IMMENSE FACTOR IN MY DRIVE FOR SELF IMPROVEMENT OVER THE PAST FOUR YEARS ???

can we like
put this in a museum
and mandate regular viewership, say, seven times a week?

FREAKING W O R D

I'm already on it

I have and I do ✌️

JINX YOU'D BETTER HAVE CONSUMED THIS LIKE FRESHLY PEELED FURBY SKIN

I will actively strive to increase my dadishness, then. :cool:

haha
ha
h a
not much of a callout at all
h a a h

View attachment 2550686

if only I hadn't taken my time

WHY HE SO
MMMMMMMMMM I LOST MY ADJECTIVES NOW

you know, like Wilbur---
wait y'all should not know who that is

THANK YOU FOR PUTTING IT INTO WORDS BECAUSE I WAS JUST GONNA SAYYYY

like you have any rights to speak on the matter

l00K, REGULARLY, I DITCH BY MIDNIGHT
ALL NIGHTERS ARE A BI-WEEKLY OCCURANCE :tongue

O O O F
I have no idea how you life with children, Kate.
As always
View attachment 2550688

View attachment 2550693
obviously, never stop









I'm well on my way to bringing back primordial 2010s memes in full force, you're welcome.
i lost perception and time of everything in 2017
you're late to the train

I
H U H ????
HOW??
I DONT UNDERSTAND


that is a disgusting metaphor why would you ever do that


YOU NEED TO S L E E P SARAH
PLEASE
 

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