Neon Purple Plastic Kangaroo
(Occasional dumb suit idea or purchased commission account. Also on Twit @TheSeritaph and Seritaph on FA)
Cannot draw; art on here is either purchased or a gift.
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Really old.
One of the original online inflation oddballs.
"How could you miss that? It's so obvious!"
Please.
I have been gifted by the gods themselves with Total Obliviousness.
My version of Murphy's Law: If I can possibly miss it, I will.
Perception? Natural 1. There are no other number on the dice.
Yeah, I missed that. And I'll do it *again*.
I see we're having a debate about whether it's okay to go back to "X," the site owned by a trillionaire fascist who is currently bankrolling the GOP's midterm, throttled Ukraine's war effort, and still winkingly allows vast amounts of CSAM on his service
Answer: No, what the fuck is wrong with you
*Contemplates*
So if I go purple plastic demoness for the Spooky Season, should it involve cute li'l imp horns or a fucking huge *rack* that everyone has to keep an eye on just in case I suddenly look in another direction and they have to duck?
Decisions, decisions.
I have achieved 130% Uselessness!
Previously thought unattainable, this is the stepping stone to Universal Uselessness!
No, it's not by volume. Keep up with the math!
Hearing that channel 4 are making a documentary about the adult side of furry gives me the fear
I can't see it leaving a positive impact.
If the prod company comes asking to use footage/ wants to speak with you use EXTREME caution.
Hey, critters.
The media's interested in furries again.
As someone who's been in the fandom for well over two decades and has worked as a journalist, here's a quick guide to Dealing With The Press:
If a journalist approaches you,
SHUT THE FUCK UP
SHUT THE FUCK UP
SHUT THE FUCK UP
SHUT THE FUC
I did the math! Remember: v=(4/3)*pi*r^3 and d=2r, where v is volume, r is radius, and d is diameter.
Yeah, stealing half their air won't free up enough space on the couch for the both of you.
Nothing quite like exploring an inflation concept that I've always liked but never did anything with over the years and then getting ridiculed by people I thought I was friends with.
"Aw, babby's first fetish."
"Really? Now? Heh, you're so repressed."
Ok then!
*Goes back in room, closes door*
Puff me up
No shortage of magic gadgets. I can’t tell if the pump is magic or if she is just using it but
By this point Grace has lost control of herself. She can still wiggle just a little tho ♪
btw KD is totally going to use her like a bean bag ♥
Intoxiflation?
It's actually fairly safe, if somewhat embarrassing. After all, if you overimbibe you now have built in airbags. And if you really get excessive you can sleep it off up against the ceiling!
'Brat-looning' is too a legitimate sport!
It's kinda expensive tho', what with all the helium and having to go pick up the deflated brats from wherever they end up.
Sure. You could just overinflate 'em so they don't come back down, but then you're gonna run out of brats.
Whatcha mean you didn't know pressing the button on your collar would inflate you?
It says 'BLIMP' right on it! Both it, and you, are clearly labeled.
You put it on! This isn't my fault you can't read your own label.
Have my interests in inflation changed over the years? (So many years) Refinement, definitely. But outright change? Not so much.
But I am constant as the northern star, Of who's true fix'd and filled quality There are few more rotund in the firmament.
Seri's Bar!
*Music's thumping*
*Dancers are pneumatically bumpin'*
*Your oversized purple plastic 'roo bartender rolls on up*
Hey, what can I get for you?
30PSI? Ah, the top shelf stuff! We'll have you heading for the ceiling in no time.
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To bounce, or not to bounce, that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous pressurization and hourglassification...
Oh sure, I can shrink!
It's more of a 'compressing myself down' deal, however.
Phenomenal cosmic purple; itty bitty bra space!
Sizing back up's always fun, especially if I get to airbag someone.
*Sets up a roadside sales stand*
*Puts up a "Baloon Juuice 4 Sale: 1 dollah" sign*
Step right up and try Baloon Juuice! This patented tonic keeps you light on your feet, gives you a healthy glow, and rejuvinates your up up and attem spirit!
I sell this at a loss because I care about *you!*
The scale shifts over time, doesn't it.
"Hey Moment. Whatcha think of her?"
"Whom?"
"...the woman you just walked into."
"Oh, I was checking my mail. Can't say I noticed."
"... Your head was completely submerged between her boobs!!?"
"Mm. Seemed like a nice person."
"Absolute fetish grade tits!"
Hm.
*Checks*
Ah, d-cups.
It is possible the calibration on my 'fetish-grade' levels might have gotten dialed a bit above standard range.
Maybe.
A little!
Gonna keep making noise about this.
Read this. Post it. Post everywhere you see a MAGA. Reply with it. Show coworkers & family.
monthlyreview.org/articles/why...
No, of fucking COURSE they'll rationalize it away. But confrontation with our most iconic genius might get some dissonace brewing...