RedSavage's Shouts
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Red, I miss you so much. Going through old submissions as I clean things out here and all your insightful, encouraging, heartfelt comments just tear me up. You were so passionate about people, about living, about everything. You were proud of who you were, you accepted yourself, and you always worked to make the most of things and support other people. You helped me chin up when dysphoria was getting the better of me. The short bit of time I knew you, our conversations really stuck with me. You helped me so much to accept what I can't change and to be who I am regardless of others' reactions. Thank you. You did so much good for so many of us. I still think of you and wonder where you would have went if you hadn't been taken from us so fast. Love you and hope you are in a very good place now, as you definitely put me in a better one.
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Its been 322 days. At 5:31:14 on thursday morning, its been 7728 hours. And I'd still do, say, or give anything to have you back. I hug the peep and wish so hard in my body that it still had your smell. You were so proud when you told me you slept with a pink fucking peep candy plush for two weeks before you visited me just so that it could smell like you. The ache in my gut is just as expansive as the desert I've been afraid to step foot in since I found out. I may never go back to Texas after knowing you, being with you, loving you. Our time together was precious. I regret not messaging you back. I regret so many things about us.
I live knowing you gave me a teenage firey summer romance. I hope the daughter I have takes after you. Cerise is a beautiful name. I'm so sad you never got to say it proudly.
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"A rufous, logophilic, mangy reprobate."
Indeed, a reprobate, but a friend.
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Yup yup! Still at it. In fact just started a story about a guy who discovers a bunch of dogs digging at a single spot in his bedroom. And then more dogs show up. And then more. He decides to help them.
Not sure where it's going but it seems interesting enough to carry on.
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At first all the dogs start showing up. Pawing at his window and sitting on the fences and trees staring at the house. They break down the door like a zombie horde and start digging. He gets rid of them but they keep getting back in and digging.
Eventually he decides to dig as well to find what the dogs are after. He finally levers up the last floorboard and is confronted with his own corpse...
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Gah. So many things that could be hidden. I was thinking a forest god. Or maybe a hellhound relic. And now his own body is kicking around in my head---but would beg the question, why dogs?
Which could be a story in itself.
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm I must think on this.
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Saw your comments on some of the FA debacle, and I just wanted to come to your Weasyl page and give you a thumbs up for keepin' it real.
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Yo, just curious if you're going to TFF since you're from Texas and all (not that that necessarily means anything because it's so damn huge).
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Sadly not. I'm actually just down the road so to speak, but life is a bumble fuck as it's ever been. I may though if the inspiration strikes me. It just depends on circumatance and money. I missed pre registration and don't have a room, so most likely would be camping out in my truck and doing the whole late registration thing.
All depends of course! Who knows. C:
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Holy crap, i just saw you in a comment on some random persons submission, even though i found you that time quit following me its weird :\/
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OHMAHLAWD hai! THANKS FOR THE FOLLOW/ FAVE/ COMMENT! I LOVE YOUR STORIES. SORRY IF I'M BEING LOUD, K? -plsforgivemeohnoes-
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oh yeah we've been here for ages, but watchers are only just now starting to follow the artists over haha
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funny how stuff works out like that. funny further how it all started on the forums of FA--where i like to hang out.
basically he did the same thing there. hired a close friend with an alleged history of gross debauchery as admin of the place, booted favored mods for participating on Weasyl, and started a powder keg of denial and deleted posts that, naturally, upset people to the point of being banned. some people think that it was a planned sweep, some don't, and everyone else just thinks that Dragoneer doesn't give a shit either way. he never liked the forums, apparently. so the first wave of exiles started with the forums, which was more involuntary for some than others. and then suddenly project phoenix, and then another questionable mod... rising up from the flames indeed, but the fire isn't going out quietly.and so now here we are, wondering where it will go next.
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Y'kno, years later, and I still miss you. Love you, Red. You meant and mean so much to so many of us, and always will.