This week’s Oshi Digest was delayed slightly to allow for more wonderful on-topic Oshi content to reach the interwebs
You may have heard that I got to meet Oshi. In “person”. Like, shook hands with Oshi. I presented her with the crown that she so richly deserves for having smote so many foes:
Queen of the scene👑🌹
— 瑳里 (@sari_mdr) December 21, 2017
But Oshi had plenty of adventures that had nothing to do with yours truly; in fact, I was but one of many supplicants, and possibly the most forgettable sight of them all!
Like, if you can do Salt Bae, you will not remember Maniac:
— 瑳里 (@sari_mdr) December 20, 2017
If you stay in total luxury as befits a queen (of the damned), you do not remember Maniac:
Our offerings in Seattle took on a distinct hue:
— NECRONOMIDOL (@NECRONOMIDOL) December 21, 2017
The person who brought Chicken Biskits? Total star
Then it was on to San Francisco:
💗💒VOODOO DOUGHNUT💒💗 pic.twitter.com/8Bj9EQ7Obp
— 瑳里 (@sari_mdr) December 22, 2017
🇺🇸Tour Final in San Francisco🇺🇸
Thank you so much！ pic.twitter.com/qbGGyA7mBk
— NECRONOMIDOL (@NECRONOMIDOL) December 23, 2017
I was told that all of these roses were pink until Oshi took them in hand:
I think that Oshi is amused by my country, which is good, because it does help to have a sense of humor about it most of the time:
— 瑳里 (@sari_mdr) December 24, 2017
Of course, if we were ever to truly offend her, existence would blink out in an instant and we’d find ourselves in that screaming eye-ripping-out hell void from Event Horizon, and we aren’t there yet, so.
Oshi says, Merry Christmas!