*weird and warped rap music begins to play*
*hushed whisper in a pizza steve esque voice*
Hello, it’s Pizza Clive A.K.A Homicide~ While I thrive in the park Pizza Steve’s sure to die~ Transcending the Dream Realm~ Death Clock time quelm~ I’m the fisherman who came straight out of hell~
doodle or die is a fun game
I unfortunately can’t draw well
wow I’m so sorry I haven’t updated in so long! I haven’t had the energy or inspiration even though I have written out a bunch of summaries before hand. Oh well. Well, I’m happy to announce that I will be writing more now. We’re still in the dream realm and this chapter covers a shitton of information that we’re gonna need definitely later on, so I’m sorry to return to you with “fluff” but it is significant fluff so pay attention. We’ll get to the real deaths and murders soon enough
All of them under cut
WARNING: TRIGGER WARNING FOR VIOLENCE, GORE, SUICIDE MENTIONS, CUTTING, DEPRESSION, AND EMOTIONAL ABUSE PLEASE VIEW AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION! STAY SAFE!
You set me up to fucking fail this time
I’ve been kinda depressed lately… and then I think about people who have hurt me in the past. One person in particular, though. I felt weighed down and I still feel weighed down even in their absence. I feel a mix of guilt and anger, I’m unsure if I can trust anybody, and I overall feel like a failure. I always want to give out help and help others but the weight of their demands and insecurities make it hard for me to find balance. The chains and stabbing pain of their words and expectations bind me to the sinking weight of their insecurities. They bind me so much that they become my own insecurities. They bind me so much that I live in fear of getting hurt or hurting someone. I live in constant fear that I’m not perfect enough.
I wish I didn’t have to fear. I wish I could understand that I am who I am and if people do not like it then that is their problem. But that’ll never be good enough for me. Who else will demand from me? They’ll take advantage of my kindness. They’ll make me feel guilty for being me. I already feel guilty enough for being alive, why just further reinforce this feeling?
You want me to die alone. You want me to suffer. You are most likely plotting my death as we speak.
The truth is, we all die alone. We all suffer. You already won. You set me up to fail. I know you did. You won. Be happy. That’s all I ever really wanted you to be. Happy.
Title of piece and italicized lyric are from “Like Suicide” by Seether
A birthday gif for my friend Shenani
Happy birthday frendo!
Have a human!Tinley and human!Pizza Steve bein cuties in Uncle Grandpa style!
I’ve been in a drawing funk so I decided to try UG style and draw my persona.
I used one of those character sheets the UG Crew uses for their character design templates to make it look all official and stuff because I’m a huge UG nerd
enjoy my persona Nac :3
I wanted to draw Belson in a dress but then I drew a bunch of Belson all over the place oops
I’m terrible at drawing on a tablet I’m a better traditional artist
Pizza Slut under the cut