Late tonight a bunch of staff are playing a game called role call and if you thought fugitive was wild just w a i t until i tell you how this goes cause role call is absolutely terrifying
We aren’t letting the campers play it so that lets us up the scare factor by 147%
Ok so the game had to be pushed back a few days so we can figure out scheduling so heres the gist of it.
The more people you have for this game, the better. It has to happen at night. The people get into a straight line, and begin to walk in that line all around the area. They cannot turn around and look at each other, and cannot speak; with the exception of the person at the front of the line.
That persons job is to begin the role call. They simply say, “Role Call!” And their name, then each person down the line says their name in turn.
Here’s the kicker: there’s one person not included in the line. The Taker. They have the job of stealing away the person at the end of the line as silently as possible. The game’s sole purpose is to instill a sense of fear and paranoia in whoever is in front, because as more people get taken, there are less and less people to say their names during the Role Call.
The front person decides when they want to start the Role Call. Obviously, the more often it’s said, the less scary it is. But as more and more people disappear, they become Takers and can then do more damage than just the one.
Some Takers can replace the person they stole, making the person directly in front of them either incredibly paranoid or safe. At least until the Role Call. Takers cannot say anything during it, so it usually ends up more terrifying to know that the person behind you is silent. Again, everyone in the line cannot make a sound except responding to the Role Call.
The game is over when the person in front is taken. There is no winning, only waiting. Waiting for your turn to go. Imagine the fear that person in front has, when they softly announce “Role Call” only to find that everyone behind them is gone.
You can identify a fake redneck by their passionate support of “blue lives matter.” Real rednecks have been in at least one physical fight and/or high-speed chase with police officers and would do it again
So this has probably already been said on this post but I dont wanna scroll through 66k notes to find it.
The term Redneck gain prominence with striking coal miners in Appalachia. They wore red bandanas around their necks to express union solidarity.
And they fucking FOUGHT police and Pinkerton strike breaker forces. It was a period called The Coal Wars.
The poor and working classes have a long history of community support and rejecting police authority.
If you’re pro-cop, you’re not a redneck, you’re a bootlicker who based your personality on a played out Jeff Foxworthy caricature. Get bent. Your ancestors are ashamed of you.
The association of the term “redneck” with racism and bigotry is a direct result of government propaganda and covert ops designed to keep white activists and black activists from organizing together.
I love you grandmother who helped me pin a trans flag to my battle vest, I love you leather daddies checking on us, I love you trans dykes driving the forklift loaded with water and ice, I love you queer kids in your renfair outfits, I love you faggot punks sizing up the cops, I love you drag queens laughing in the dressing room, I love you i love you I love you I love y
i love you kids in pup masks and fur suits in almost 100F weather, i love you people with packers and tits out and ambiguous genders, i love you old fags screaming the same rallying cries you screamed at pride parades in the 80s, i love you guy with pinwheels on your nipples, i love you girls with rainbow heart tape over your nipples, i love you middle aged gay in his fishing gear taking out his boyfriend’s lollipop to give him a kiss, i love you i love you i love you i lov
I love you Latin polka dancers two-stepping on a stage in a way that was illegal a few decades ago I love you boy with your brand new bright pink top surgery scars I love you leather daddies in thongs carrying around tons of photography equipment and documenting all this joy I love you kid who paid for their first pronoun pin in dimes and wouldn't let me give it to them bc it meant everything to do this for themself I love you fat non-binary people with your bellies and butts out in the sun I love you just-out middle-aged trans woman who just got her eyebrows glittered for the first time I love you black trans girl executing a perfect fucking dead drop just randomly on the grass I love you old dykes in wheelchairs I love you younger dykes in rollerskates I love you gay friends holding a sobbing man who just found out his boyfriend isn't worth his time I love you old bear who saw me grabbing my wife's ass when I thought no one was looking and gave me a thumbs-up I love you young man who had laurels tattooed over his top surgery scars (for victory) I love you young fags and dykes and trannies lazily sprawled across blankets in the Seattle shade, napping through the chaos I love you ace girl with "no thanks" hand-embroidered on her skirt I love you kids with t-shirts hand-painted to say shit like 'who ate all the pussy?' and 'flip me over and fuck me harder' I love you I love you I love you
saw a post abt HBO removing shows that suggests ppl just “burn dvds” but everyone doesnt know how to do that so here is one way to do that
- get blank dvds (Both +R or -R work, I think +R is slightly cheaper, the difference is rewritability), these are not very expensive for the amount you can get in bulk (if you are in the US 100 of them is about 30$ at walmart)
- an external DVD drive that plugs in via usb is also around 20-40$ (it tends to be closer to 20)
- download DVDFlick (free)
- if you don’t already have the mp4/mpeg of whatever media you want to burn, you can download movies/shows off of sites like gomovies.sx and soap2day
gomovies.sx will have a download button that looks like this
below the video you can choose one of these
if you click streamlare for example and then the download button it will take you here where the mp4 is
(if you’re on an iphone/ipad, clicking download will save it to your files app)
- if you cant find the download button on soap2day you can also install a video downloader extension which will find the movie for you
- at this point you can drag and drop it into a google drive or keep it on your computer but if you still want it on dvd ->
- open dvd flick, drag and drop the video
- click “project settings”
- give it whatever title you want, you can change encoder to “normal” (default is below normal if you are doing other things on the computer). you dont need to change target size or thread count (unless you want to)
- insert a blank dvd into your drive, make sure you click “burn project to disc”
- click accept then click “create dvd” next to menu and project settings. it will create a destination folder and this dialogue box will pop up when you click “create” on more dvds, just click “yes” and then “okay” on the box that appears after it
it’ll take a couple hours, once its done take a sharpie & write whats on it and stick it in a case . or dont . im not ur mom
thanks for ur request, anon! hope you like it!! tw for discussions about a not great home life (briefly mentioned)
Eddie didn’t want you to leave.
Eddie never wants you to leave, actually, but he knows how serious you are about bedtime.
Like clockwork, you get tired at 5 p.m. He’ll always make the same stupid joke when he notices you getting sluggish — “Would you like a pudding cup before you go to bed, grandma?”. By eight, you’re trying not to nod off entirely and, more often than not, you’re out of his trailer by 9:30.
Your whole thing is that you want to be in bed by ten so you can wake up early for work without feeling like a total zombie.
He’ll ask if you want to sleep over, and you’ll say no like you always do. “I don’t have any pajamas,” you tell him, as if you can’t just borrow something of his. “And I don’t have my work clothes, and none of my shower stuff is here, and… It would just be a big, scrambled mess in the morning.”
And even though Eddie doesn’t exactly get it — your need for a stable routine — he never presses the issue.
He does beg you to stay for about half an hour before you leave, though. Only when he’s absolutely certain he can’t change your mind does he walk you to your car. He doesn’t let you leave without sprinkling at least a hundred kisses to your face first.
“Are you sure you can’t stay?” he’ll always singsong right after pressing a lingering kiss to your mouth.
With his hands still cupping the sides of your face, you’ll nod. “Yes, Eds. I’m sure.”
“Fine…” he’ll concede with a dramatic huff. He always gives you one last kiss before you go, an absolute smacker to your lips that he accompanies with an audible mwah sound when he pulls away. “Call me when you get home? So I know you didn’t keel over on the way there?”
He doesn’t need to say ‘I love you’ for you to hear it in his words.
