I looked to you as a shining rainbow of light. As I would row my boat down the river of shadows. We are guided towards the same music. Though through different paths. It is an honor.
For Me to Poupon
This is the story of what happens when people stop being polite, and start being nerdy.
Art only tumblr is over here.
Personal twitter was last spotted over there
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all for the low low price of NO MILLION dollars! This is kind of long since I’m trying to answer every one of these UNLIKE my usual policy of getting intimidated after one or three and hiding away in hopes the asks will disperse, so after the the first few ones the rest’ll be under a cut
Anonymous asked you:
It’s always an honor and a privilege to talk to you, Sir LeVar Burton. Though I must advise you most emphatically to skip the extra portion of asparagus-and-garlic-onion-and-bean casserole on the morrow, as a sinister wind from the stables blows (and it blows back into your face).Anonymous asked you:poupon i wish i was your peopleAhaha, I know you! Your message tells me everything! You, good citizen, are NOT MY PEOPLE but in the future you shall become A PEOPLE MAGAZINE. A strange and most unconventional career path, to be sure, but I think you’ll make it work. Luck be upon you, good and true Not My Person! Luck be upon you!Anonymous asked you:
Tell me about me, oh glorious Poupon.
Ah, yes, I would recognize the simpering sycophantic stylings of my court retainer, Margaret Atwood, any day of the week! In your future, I do see a duckling. Is this duckling a curse? A blessing? A baby duck? It is for you to find out, brave fool! Godspeed, and good luck!Anonymous asked you:
I SHALL PLAY YOUR GAME POU OF PON COME AT ME
Alice-in-Chains, I told you not to message me on here anymore! And, whatever, I know you’re nervous about the concert but my future sight tells me there won’t be as many fatalities this time as the last. So stop your bothering of me and start your rocking of my face!Anonymous asked you:I will be very surprised if you can guess me. If you CAN- then. Uhm. I’ll draw something for some reason.Well I hope you’re Jade then! If not… then just go tell Jade to GET TO DRAWING YOU DELIRIOUSLY LOVELY PERSON, YOU. As for your future I see one word: plastics. Plastics, friend. Plastics.Anonymous asked you:Huh. Well, first off, thanks for hosting this shindig at your place. It’s cozy, and your people are good company (entertaining, too, albeit some less intentionally than others). My message is mostly to leave some salacious admiration in/on/around/preposition-of-your-choice regarding your artdraws. Those lines of yours are mighty fine.If it isn’t my old nemesis, Truck-that-can-type! Ahhh, yesssss, I can see your future as clearly as I see my hand before me! I see… you exiting the house, yes, and i see the door hitting you on trailer hitch on the way out. I see you never returning as per the request I made at our last little “encounter”. I am speaking of course of the request that you have heeded today, the same one which you have not heeded the past sixteen days straight. There is, however, an alternate future I do see with my farsight. I see… you bringing spinach artichoke dip on your next visit. And I do see that with this dip all will be forgiven, talking truck.All will be forgiven.amb0rgasked you:QUALITY CREATURESCouldn’t imagine who this could be. Alas, a tragic blindspot in my omniscience! oh well, next guest.Anonymous asked you:I’m not entirely sure what to write but this sounds kinda like a fun game so uh… I guess I am kind of cold and definitely sad, but sort of happy that it’s been hot during the day but cool at night. It means I get to sleep with my favorite blanket which helps when I wake up from nightmares. I actually got really happy about the Homestuck update and then felt sort of bad but that’s KIND OF HOW I ROLL okay byeKarkat stop calling here or your future will hold a BLISTERING, RUTHFUL CAMPAIGN of leaving the most PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE NOTES imaginable.Anonymous asked you:Hiiiii Poup! You are kickin’ rad. <3Karkat I told you to stop calling. Your ascii heart and atypically affectionate nature does not fool me. I see a note taped to your bike spokes, critiquing the volume and the timeliness of your late night dance parties. I also see a cherry bomb in your toilet.Anonymous asked you:we are going to get married when i grow up so please provide me with a detail of my future besides thatNiko, you’re my cat we cannot get married you are a cat and you are going to gay marry a lizard AND THAT’S FINAL.Anonymous asked you:poupon bestow thine wisdom (po)upon meI am sorry, Queen Elizabeth, but that’s all the wisdom i can spare for today! I can, however, bestow upon you some extremely foolhardy advice on how to defeat the black swan that will dive bomb you the minute you get out of your opera box this weekend! That advice is this: don’t duck. It’ll be fine. Don’t even bother moving, Natalie Portman does this like all the time and the best way to deal with her is to ignore her until she loses interest and waddles away. -
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