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desire-mona · 1 month
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i love that charlie at welton is like the spawn of satan and the personification of rebellion but at any public school he'd just be a little annoying
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typefourty · 10 months
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I love asking a character why they do something, and then realizing that I am looking into a mirror but my reflection has a funny little hat on.
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warlordfelwinter · 8 months
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'manslaughter chasm'??? sounds inviting
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tmae3114 · 7 months
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today in My Baby-Face Is So, So Bad: a woman who is fully aware that I have a four year degree AND has my date of birth on file was surprised to hear that I am not under 22
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cynicallyscorned · 9 months
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the fun part about this guy is not only does he suck at keeping connections with people because of the Trauma tm and the Fear tm, he's also just... like that. lmao. he's still sonic. he comes and goes wherever the wind takes him. consistency doesn't exist in this dude's vocab. he's not easy to get ahold of, i've come to realize!
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I play this old game, this old MMO, called Nexus. It was the first MMO I ever played, as well as the first one to ever exist, as far as I’m aware. (Those who read my fics might be interested in knowing that my love for this game was what inspired The Shattering of Altea. There are little nods to it here and there in that story, like the walls around Arus with its four gates resembling the walls around Buya and Kugnae.)
At some point, during the late ‘00s or the early ‘10s, Those On High decided to segregate registered players from unregistered players and made a new area in the game called Tangun. This was obviously a bad move and the rate of new players joining the game took a nosedive because...what’s the point of a free trial that’s basically an entirely different game?
That move has been backpedaled since, but now there’s this funny little...issue, with it.
See, there’s this bridge between the area where the game started you and the main village area of Tangun that used to be guarded by a short quest. A big man guarding the bridge would tell you that he would only allow you passage if you brought him the scalp of a bandit called Le Chipe.
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Well, thing is, the village, with the inn where you’re transported to automatically if you come to Tangun from another part of the game, is on the other side of that bridge. And since that area, north of the bridge, would be where you entered the area from the first time now that the segregation is no longer there, as opposed to the kitchen in the southwestern most part of the map...that means that the cave where Le Chipe spawns is on the opposite side of the bridge, and passing the bridge guard would be impossible. It would be a key inside a locked box.
So they removed that quest, and the guard on the bridge.
But you can still go into the Bandit Cave, kill Le Chipe, and pick up his scalp. It’s just not used for anything anymore. A worthless solution to a problem already solved, like a boat left on the shore of a lake that’s long since dried up.
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...Anyway, I still freeze every time I hear footsteps on the other side of a door, even though I no longer live with my abusive mother and the sound of footsteps on the other side of a door is no longer a sign of danger.
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bitchapalooza · 1 year
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Whenever I try to think of surveyshipping flirting it fails so its led me to believe neither can flirt so now I wonder how the fuck these two even got together lmao
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sensoryled · 1 year
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post-weapon immortality go brrrrrr
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bellyjellyfish · 2 years
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i think the best way to figure out your sexuality or gender is to actually talk about it with someone
bc sometimes the answer is more obvious when you put your thoughts into words
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scoups4lyfe · 1 year
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oooh i thought the dying part... but still pffft bwahahahahahaha
It was the dying part LOL
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samatedeansbroccoli · 2 years
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I'm starting to wonder if I have tinnitus...
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kaeyazuha · 2 years
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just saw that you responded to an ask i sent you days ago??? (in my defence i forgot i sent the ask and i was on anon) im here to let you know that it was me. i am your bestie now. 😈
Haha, it's nice to meet you! Also, I did change my theme a bit so I hope it's darker now <3
oh cool, hey bestie 😈
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random2908 · 2 years
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Constant lightning (every 5 seconds or less, and yes I’m counting seconds between flares), but at least now that the storm is here for real my migraine is breaking.
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starfallandsilver · 2 years
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Kabedon Avros
Send “ Kabedon ” to pin my muse against a wall.
                                     One would think him blind, if he were to say he'd forgotten how tall Qrow actually was. He's used to the other man forever perched into a slouch, withdrawn in not just words but body language. It wasn't so that Avros was unaware of him, far from it, rather, it was unexpected.
                                             Unexpected to have the other man suddenly pinning him flush against the wall, his grip steady and unyielding. There's nothing rough in his demeanor, evident in the careful manner in which he ensures that yes, Avros's wings are pressed to flare against the wall, but not pinch or pull against his clothing or own body.
                                                It's because of this, and their carefully built trust to this point, that Avros remains compliant and willing to follow. Instead, peering up at him, curious of what intentions lay within this course of action. Shadowed eyes of deepened red seem to search over the Black Swan, though for what Avros wasn't certain. He wants to talk, but feels that it may be inappropriate in some way.
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                                          Instead, he holds steady his gaze, let's himself be pinned with his wrists loosely bound. In this angle perhaps one would find him forced to look up, meet his captor's eyes, but this simply wasn't so. After all, Avros could've easily erased all visual traces of himself if he so chose. No, no, instead he is curious, and the slightest, smallest bit intrigued in a manner that was nothing short of delighted desire. More so than that, which left a flush of color to bloom across his face, leaving his cheeks feeling a tad hot.
                                 It appears such a reaction was the signal Qrow didn’t know he was looking for, as Avros finds him much closer than before. Such a genuine look of want and fear displayed so plainly with such little space between them, its like tumbling into the depths of the ocean without a breath. A shuddering exhale heaves from his lungs, and he is drowning for whatever this man was willing to give him.
                                        Avros tilts his face towards Qrow's neck, breathes a whispered plea against his flesh. "Please."
                      For once, Avros is tired of dancing. He just wants this one to end, presses nearer, encourages this display with one of his own, wings furling around to draw a shroud of shadows around the both of them. Manages to snare a greedily taken kiss after peppering kisses up his throat, for yes, Avros may be so compliant to let Qrow figure out where they stood but, once known-
                       Well, Avros wasn’t prone to leaving a song unsung.
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baekhest · 2 years
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wtf why did nobody tell be Black Friday (starkid musical) was That good
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snakesinsocks2005 · 24 days
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Pin for survivors
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