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I'm still feeling BAD and now I gotta take my cat on a 3 hour train ride with me and I know he will SCREAM wish me,,,,,luck I guess
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i think fan and test tube bubble wrapped bowbot and put her in a suitcase to get her on boaty
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they literally made sun wukong like a powerpuff girl btw. if u even care
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Speaking of.. if, by chance any of the poor rampers who got stuck loading my heavy ass (yellow sticker bombed) 100 pound toolbox onto any of the planes or trucks today happen to be on here too
...sowwy 🥺👉👈
But big thanks for helping me get it to my job ;w;💕
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survivors of h-1: the usual low-key subnautica horror story (man vs unknown environment), the stressful central position of coordinating with the other groups but otherwise kind of chill, cryptid etho, mild political intrigue, iskall climbs mountains for fun, BDubs gets into his brutalist era via accidental alien possession
survivors of h-2: the minds of mortals were not meant to weather this endless snow and ice. there is no security in any direction for the ice is filled with unknown and ever-shifting tunnels inhabited by creatures who think us nothing more than gnats. but there is a greater threat, within our own bodies, stalking our veins and nerves like those creatures in the ice. and we are just as small there, just as helpless. we are nothing but toys for this land to play with and ruin until we are unrecognizable. the only option is to give ourselves over to instinct and slay that which would slay us first, even if it costs our selves. RED WINTER IS COMING.
survivors of h-3: the depths of the ocean really aren't so different from the depths of space. there's nothing nearby, you can't go outside without very specialized equipment, you feel very small, the usual. the difference is that the scanners pick up life forms instead of asteroids, and when you look out into the black and see points of light, you know you're actually seeing eyes, staring right back at you.
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Feeling like the personification of anxiety today at having to hop on a plane and go see the people who think randomly verbally abusing me and bitching at me about how much they hate their spouse is peak conversation, but on the bright side I went to take out the trash earlier and it was so cold out I could see my breath and I felt like a dragon
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Gaya’s “Coaxium” is an extreme jam but I did not exactly realize while jamming to her live performance of it, that the next day I would be helping her smuggle actual very explosive coaxium across the ship while desperately avoiding the suspicions of Lt. Croy
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