Hey guys, I think I'm going to take a week or two to focus on creating content for my other site. If I have time in between then I'll create a caption for the week on the main site, but if you notice I miss a week or that there's a lot of stuff being released on the other site then that's why. I have a lot of saved images and it's time I put them to use! Thanks for continuing to support me!
- Barrow
Hey guys it's me again,
It's been a while since I've shown my gratitude towards all the support you guys have given me. This site started out as a way for me to create the type of captions I wanted to see on other sites for my own enjoyment but turned into so much more. Seeing people reading my content and enjoying it like I do for so many other sites brings a smile to my face! 😊 No doubt I'll be doing this again in a couple of months but for now thank you so much for your support. As long as you guys keep reading I'll try to keep creating content for you to consume, happy reading and thanks again!
- Barrow
Hi everyone,
Now that most of my extra content has finished being uploaded to my extra site, I'm going to start trying to post my ideas and miniature captions on the site. Some of these might end up in a collection the this site later, but they'll be smaller and more contained than my normal posts. If you have ideas and suggestions feel free to post them anonymously or otherwise on my extra site and hopefully I'll get around to it. I'll make sure to credit whoever suggested it obviously! 😊 Otherwise enjoy my brainstorming ideas and miniature captions occasionally. Also please don't steal my ideas without permission, I want to be very transparent with my audience over there! 😂
- Barrow
Hey guys, I wanted to update you on the requests for the page. Good news is I've finally finished reorganizing my set-up and have a all the adjacent images for all except one. After I've done those you guys will be free to add more! Thanks for waiting and sorry for being so slow on these requests. 😅
Hey guys, just wanted you all to know that I've remade some posts that I originally posted on another site and every Thursday at 8:00 P.M. EST until around late March they will be automatically uploaded to my extra site. Sorry if the writing style is a little different, they were written in 2021 .I'm currently working on reorganizing my pictures for captions right now but once that's settled you can also probably expect posts at around Thursday at the same time on the main site. I'll make sure to keep you guys posted!!!
- Barrow
The Whiteridge Institute for Fine Arts is an establishment designed to mold the young minds of tomorrow, however most students thought prison was a better word for it. On an uneventful Saturday afternoon, the hallways were devoid of any life except for a handful of individuals. Funnily enough four of these people happened to be students no less, a group of ingrates (their teacher's words not mine), who were forced to spend this possibly carefree afternoon stuck in detention. Bret, whose dad was on the board of admissions for the institute, was one of said students and had somehow managed to piss off the headmaster. Under normal circumstance he would serve this sentence alone but his friends; Andrés, Robbie, and Zachary decided to suffer in solitude along with him. Andrés was the groups resident "Wiz-Kid, calculating each punishable action the group required to earn their eventual stay in detention alongside their delinquent friend. However, their punishment wouldn't last much longer as an unprecedented weather phenomenon soon struck the building, resulting in each of the boys being switched into the body of an administrator still currently working inside the Institution.
Eleonor Mcnerney (Age 36) was the Institution's kind-hearted Librarian, whose modest demeanor stemmed from her distinctly introverted nature. Because of this it was always hard for her to say no to Headmistress Strickland, especially since she seemed to admire how diligent and hard-working Eleonor always seemed to be with the Institute's precious records. Thus she was spending another late night in the dimly lit archives double checking that every record was properly categorized by both letter and number. She had just finished filling the M section when the Institute appeared to be shaken by what she believed to be a thunderstorm. The lights scattered throughout the archives seemed to gain a luminescent sort of glow to them, accompanied by a strange energy that began to envelope the room itself. Eleonor attempted to make her way toward the exit in a desperate attempt to evade the strange phenomenon before her vision was shrouded in darkness.
