10 years already… time flies by, and as someone who heavily self-inserted as Frisk when I was 12, I can’t help but feel like they must have been growing alongside me. I’m already 22, I can no longer wear stripes…
Lots of close-ups below (WITHOUT the pages), because there are A LOT of details to seek
I mean, Josef Mеngеlе DID die here. Like, that’s something that happened. You know, the piece of shit Nаzі ““doctor”” who experimented on people? His bones are here. We’re using him as a practice skeleton for forensic medicine students at the University of São Paulo. I’m 100% serious.
For the record! We’re not fucking around with his bones just because. Technically, they should be given to his living relatives, but they really, REALLY don’t want him. Like, we’ve been asking them if we can mail him to them ever since he was identified in the 90s, and every time they’re like “hell no, fuck that guy” which is understandable but now we’re at this standstill in case a family member eventually does want him back, and we’re absolutely NOT burying a nаzі all nice and cozy in our soil if we can help it. So I guess it was decided that the best course of action was to fuck around with his bones. In the name of education.
Tumblr has got to be one of the webbed sites of all time because sometimes you log on and it seems like the entire site has gotten really into stick figure juggling and you just kind of have to shrug and accept that that’s part of the furniture now
ALT
