Two moirails, one blog. One's a Homestuck, the other is not.
They really enjoy quoting each other.
Even if they're not always funny.
(Quote originators will be marked by either a "* Kelsey" or "* Sarah" in the tags.)
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
So talking to people is kind of like Minesweeper- you sort of guess and hope you pick the right topic that reveals all the bad topics around it. And then when you pick the wrong one, you’re fucked.
My Moirail
“I swear to- Poets have NO respect. Pickin’ up books and leavin’ them around my bookstore- I can’t stand poets.”
“Jesus, you sound like an eighty year-old man.”
“Dude, I AM an eighty year-old man.”
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“BUCKY.”
“Kelsey, get off the floor.”
“BUCKY. BUCKY!!!1!”
“Kelsey you don’t know where that’s been.”
Moirails at the bookstore
Buying new dice is like buying new clothes.
My Moirail, talking with Caleb about DnD dice
Okay, Sarah, so I drew an UPDATED PORTRAIT of us for crapmymoirail says, with some ARTISTIC EMBELLISHMENTS.
We are frolicking in a meadow holding hands, much like the first one, except our hair is the right color and length now. I also made sure to draw you taller than me. (And apparently also draw myself with scoliosis.)
I drew a kawaii tree that looks like it has a bleeding mouth. It is smiling benevolently (OR IS IT?!) down upon our merrymaking.
And apparently there are seagulls in meadowlike regions???? Whatever, they’re there because they’re the only fucking birds I can draw in Paint.
The really cool sun (who is the same color as your hair, not coincidentally ~*blushes*), so cool that he has sunglasses, watches our acts of moirallegiance with an EXTREMELY COOL AIR about him. He thinks we’re okay.
There’s also a flower. It’s gray.
I’m an artist.
Portrait of the moirails in question, complete with artist’s rationale.
I just love Mickey so much.
My Moirail, sobbing hysterically at the Main Street Electrical Parade
C’mon. Let’s go inside, listen to Bowie on vinyl, and watch Sherlock.
My Moirail
