Translation:
P1:
W: Look, I've altered this dress so it could fit you!
A: (Ah- damn it!)
Oh, no, you shouldn't have-
W: Na-ah, take it now! You should try it out!
A: (Oh⦠It's very beautiiiful)
Well, okay, I- [supposed continuation - will try it out]
P2:
β¦tried it out
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I'm so jealous of Daniil. Having only played the Haruspex route so far in both game, each time I'm invited to the Bachelor's place I turn green with envy at how he resides at an actual proper house with a real room and a real bed.
A real bed with a whole bedframe. A pillow with an actual pillowcase!! His bed even has sheets!
He has WINDOWS. His house is in a nice neighbourhood, and his roommate is a very attractive woman. There is actual furniture in his room. Not one hint of fungus growing on the walls or rust!
Can you imagine living there as your lair? Spending the whole game knowing you have a real house with a real bed to go back to at the end of each night? Seeing Eva's face every day before leaving to do quests?
Meanwhile, Artemy is stuck in this dumpster room of an abandoned factory. Cuddling with rats on his makeshift bed, held by nothing but a wooden panel, some boxes and a dream.
A pillow so yellow it has its own ecosystem where bugs established real estate. Is that even a pillow or is it some random rock Artemy found and chucked in there? Is it a stale loaf of bread?? Why is it hard looking?
But no, you don't even get to keep the rock roach pillow because in P2, they take it away.
Fuck you Artemy, you had it good for too long. No pillow now because what are you gonna do about it?. Fold your mattress instead to have a resemblance of a faux sense of protection under your most vital organ during the long hours of death rehearsal that you call sleep.
Somehow, they made the bed even more unstable looking. As if that thin panel in the middle could hold Artemy's weight without caving in. Oh, and apparently, I ran out of boxes to use for furniture because the bed and the table have to share custody of the same box.
We have downgraded into barrels now, as you can see :) No, I don't know what they used to contain inside.
Waking up every day to Sticky's snotty face telling me not to spit in the wind and nagging me about cleaning up the week-old human organs thrown around that are stinking up the place.
THERE IS MOLD GROWING ON MY WALLS. RUST FLAKES FALL FROM THE EXPOSED METAL PIPES DOWN INTO MY CEREAL EACH BREAKFAST.
This single wall holds so much mold and fungus that they started crossbreeding and evolved into new, never seen before types of bacteria. Satan's asscrack is more hygienic than whatever biohazard plagues of Egypt this slab of concrete contains.
I live in the gutters. My only neighbours are an illegal gang of minors with a hatred for furries and another illegal gang but of adults this time who sell me bullets way above the market price. A dangerous neighbourhood where you can't have shit because SOMEONE STOLE MY BULL.
The basement I reside in has no windows, the smell is pungent and fucking vile down here. There isn't even a space for a bathroom.
This is my kitchenette/bathroomette/showerette/cupboardette/surgery tools disinfection stationette/sinkette/watercoolerette/toilette/fridge.
also my buckets yk.
One bucket for the makeshift bathroom, another for holding important organs and loose guts during surgery, a third one as a cooking pot for making tasty meat grub soup and the final one for murky water after sweeping the floor.
What do I use to tell them apart? Oh nothing :) I just mix em up every now and then, oppsie daisy.
Oh and the floors are CONSTANTLY wet for some reason. Yeah sticky slipped and almost broke his neck the other day so watch your steps.
There is also this eerie room with literal garbage and broken furniture right next to the entrance. Don't worry about it, sometimes I hear someone crying and screaming for help when I'm trying to go to sleep but it's just the factory being silly lol.
Now this? This is where the M A G I C happens. This is where Artemy the Menkhu makes his famous herbal remedies and natural mixtures. This is where the Panacea for the infamous sand plague gets made!
In a rusty empty food can.
Falling into a bucket with shit stains.
MEDICINE BABBYYY. GET YOUR WEAK SOFT BONED ASS BACK TO THE CAPITAL BITCH, THIS IS HOW REAL MEN MAKE REAALLL MEDICINE!! RAWRRRRRπ¦
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π₯π₯
Meanwhile, dickovsky has the view of the cathedral and polyhedron just around the corner from where he resides. He has a backyard with a lake, and all I have is a swamp behind my basement. I trudge through the mud each night, collecting weeds and herbs to mix and trade so I and the two orphans who adopted themselves into my life don't go starving.
Not to mention the gaggles of herb brides loitering outside and giving me a false bad reputation.
That dandy douchbag has a pharmacy, a grocery, and a tailor right next door. The closest establishment to my shrekcore place of resident is a dingy basement bar with shady drinks and no bouncer to check for ID, I saw two kids in there once.
Pov: a qt3.14 surgeon says his dad isn't home and invites you over.
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Pathologic-sona (!)
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ΠΠ΅ΡΡΠΎΡ ΠΠ°Π»ΠΈΠ½ΠΈΠ½
ΠΡΠΏΡΡΡΠΊ Π±ΡΠ²ΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ ΡΠ»Π΅Π½Π° ΡΠΎΠ²Π΅ΡΠ° ΠΏΠΎ Π½Π΅Π΄Π²ΠΈΠΆΠΈΠΌΠΎΡΡΠΈ Π² ΠΠΎΡΡ
ΠΎΠ½ΡΠΊΠ΅ Π² ΡΠΏΡΠ°Π²Π΅, Π½ΡΠ½Π΅ ΡΠ΅ΠΉΡΠ°Ρ Π²Π»Π°Π΄Π΅Π΅Ρ ΠΏΡΠ°Π²Π°ΠΌΠΈ ΡΠ²ΠΎΠ΅Π³ΠΎ ΠΏΡΠΈΠ΅ΠΌΠ½ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ ΡΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΡΠ΅Π»Ρ.
ΠΠ° ΡΠ²ΠΎΡ Π½Π΅Π΄ΠΎΠ»Π³ΡΡ 25-ΡΠΈ Π³ΠΎΠ΄ΠΎΠ²ΡΡ ΠΆΠΈΠ·Π½Ρ ΠΈΠ· ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΡ
5 ΠΏΡΠΎΠΆΠΈΠ» Π½Π° ΡΠ»ΠΈΡΠ΅ , Π° ΠΎΡΡΠ°Π»ΡΠ½ΡΠ΅ 20 Π² ΠΊΠ°ΡΠ΅ΡΡΠ²Π΅ ΠΏΡΠΈΡΠΌΠ½ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ Π½Π°ΡΠ»Π΅Π΄Π½ΠΈΠΊΠ° Π² Π·Π°ΠΌΠ΅Π½ ΠΌΡΡΡΠ²ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ²Π΅Π½ΡΠ° ΠΎΠ΄Π½ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ ΡΠΏΡΠ°Π²Π»ΡΡΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ ΠΏΡΠ°Π²ΠΎΠΌ Π² Π³ΠΎΡΠΎΠ΄Π΅.
ΠΠ·-Π·Π° ΡΡΠΎΠ³ΠΎ ΠΏΠΎΠ»ΡΡΠΈΠ» ΠΊΠ»ΠΈΡΠΊΡ "ΠΊΡΠΊΡΡΠΎΠ½ΠΎΠΊ".
Π‘ΠΌΠ΅ΡΠΎΠ½, Π΄Π΅ΡΠ·ΠΊ ΠΈ ΠΈΠ½ΡΠ°Π½ΡΠΈΠ»Π΅Π½. ΠΠ»Π°Π΄Π΅Π΅Ρ Π²ΡΠ΅ΠΌΠΈ ΠΊΠ»ΡΡΠ°ΠΌΠΈ Π² Π³ΠΎΡΠΎΠ΄Π΅, ΠΈ Π΄Π°ΠΆΠ΅ Π½Π΅ΡΠΊΠΎΠ»ΡΠΊΠΈΠΌΠΈ ΡΠΎ ΡΡΠ°Π½ΡΠΈΠΈ.
ΠΠ·-Π·Π° Π²ΠΎΠ·ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ½ΠΎΡΡΠΈ ΠΈΠΌΠ΅ΡΡ Π²ΡΠ΅ ΠΊΠ»ΡΡΠΈ Π³ΠΎΡΠΎΠ΄Π°, Π½Π΅ΡΠ΅Π΄ΠΊΠΎ ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ΅Ρ ΡΠ΄Π°Π²Π°ΡΡ ΠΏΡΡΡΡΡΡΠΈΠ΅ Π΄ΠΎΠΌΠ° ΠΆΠΈΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠΌ,ΡΠΈΡΠΎΡΠ°ΠΌ, Π±Π°Π½Π΄ΠΈΡΠ°ΠΌΠΈ, ΡΡΠ΅ΠΏΠ½ΡΠΊΠ°ΠΌ ΠΈ ΠΏΡΠΈΠ΅Π·ΠΆΠΈΠΌ Π·Π° ΠΎΠΏΡΠ΅Π΄Π΅Π»Π΅Π½Π½ΡΡ ΡΠ°Π·Π½ΡΡ ΠΎΠΏΠ»Π°ΡΡ ΠΈ Π²ΡΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½Π΅Π½ΠΈΠ΅ ΠΏΡΠΎΡΡΠ± ΡΠ°Π·Π½ΠΎΠΉ ΡΠ»ΠΎΠΆΠ½ΠΎΡΡΠΈ.
ΠΠΌΠ΅Π΅Ρ Π΄Π²ΠΎΡΠΊΡΡ ΡΠ΅ΠΏΡΡΠ°ΡΠΈΡ ΡΡΡΠ°, Π±Π°Π½Π΄ΠΈΡΠ° ΠΈ Π°Π»ΡΡΡΡΠΈΡΡΠ°.
Π’Π΅ΡΠΌΠΈΡΠΎΠ²Π΅Ρ.
ΠΠ°ΡΠ°ΡΡΡΡ ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ½ΠΎ Π²ΡΡΡΠ΅ΡΠΈΡΡ ΡΡΠ΄ΠΎΠΌ Ρ ΡΠΏΡΠ°Π²ΠΎΠΉ, Π² ΠΊΠ°Π±Π°ΠΊΠ΅ , ΠΊΠ»Π°Π΄Π±ΠΈΡΠ΅ , ΡΠΊΠ»Π°Π΄Π°Ρ
, Π·Π°Π²ΠΎΠ΄Π°Ρ
ΠΈ ΡΠ΅ΡΠ΄Π΅ΡΠ½ΠΈΠΊΠ΅.
Crazy ass man with kid
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