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snappingthewalls · 3 months
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enolasketches · 3 months
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isaacswhy · 10 months
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watching movies w/ the group
the group x gn!reader (sfw) summary: romantic headcanons of watching a movie with the members of the group. requested?: no a/n: i accidentally deleted this once while writing it entirely. second times the charm ig
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You originally pitched the idea of a movie night date to him. He didn't mind the idea and helped you pick something out from the catalogue you had.
You brought the party downstairs to the couch and TV, in which a few of the housemates came down occasionally throughout the movie for a couple minutes of watch time.
You generally stay cuddled into Isaac, sometimes going so far as to have him wrap his arms around you and hold you, since he's such a big guy.
Isaac is generally a quiet movie watcher, hardly ever talking if only ever to make a joke he thought hard about.
Isaac never falls asleep during movies. He's one of the few people around the house that won't.
Isaac watches a variety of movies, but won't pass up on a good romcom. An unexpected choice, but he loves things like that.
Softwilly
Nick saw a bunch of positive reviews on his twitter timeline and brought you over to see and asked, "you like it?"
Instead of going out to the big screen in the living room, the two of you stayed in his room and watched on his TV under the covers.
Nick also doesn't fall asleep hardly ever to movies. He hates missing out on the film.
Nick watches a lot of action movies. Films like Jason Bourne, Mission Impossible, etc. are right up his alley.
Nick also doesn't talk very often during movies, but he'll make small comments and interact with things you say.
He's a little subtler when it comes to cuddling, so you often just wrap your arms around his arm and put your head on his shoulder, he's very warm so it does wonders.
If anyone attempts to interrupt movie time in his room, they get something thrown at them. Nobody interrupts Nick's movie with his s/o.
BigT / Tanner
Tanner actually came running up to you with the idea to watch a movie, all giddy and excited to show you something new or something he already loved.
Tanner's a 50/50 split on watching things in the movie theater and watching things at home in the living room.
Therefore, Tanner is also a 50/50 split on whether or not he stays awake. He loves going to the theater because it's loud enough to keep him awake.
When it comes to Tanner's movie picks, he loves stupid teen dramas and old action flicks. Mean Girls and the Barbie movie are right up his alley, but so is Jaws.
Tanner often clings to you when cuddling during a movie. You'll have one arm wrapped around his shoulders but he'll have both arms clinging to your torso and pulling you in close.
Tanner likes having candies with him when he watches his movies. Red vines are his favorite movie snack.
Yumi
You originally came up with the idea of watching a movie, but by the time you were watching the film, Blake seemed giddier to watch something with you.
He brought you downstairs, but by the time you reached him at the couch, he was laid out and ready to go with all of his snacks. Because Yumi needs a shit ton of them for movies.
You wonder how he consistently eats them all, yet falls asleep before the first third of the movie is over EVERY time.
Worst part, you can't even cuddle with Blake. He hogs half of the couch single-handedly and takes all of the blankets for himself.
Blake also likes action movies, but he's a jack of all trades. He especially loves superhero movies. Though, he'll watch just about anything as long as you want to.
After the movie is over and Blake has woken up (whether it be that night or the next morning), he asks you if you liked the movie with a big ass grin on his face. It almost makes up for the fact that he was asleep the whole time. Almost.
Larry Croft
You often are the one that brings up the fact that you want to watch a movie to Larry, but almost exclusively Larry is the one that picks what you're watching.
The thing is, Larry has the weirdest movie picks. He will either put on a "so bad it's good" old horror flick that the two of you are laughing at the whole time, or you're watching some super serious, peak cinema film that drops your jaw.
Seriously, he's either looking up the top 50 worst-rated superhero movies or he's searching Letterboxd for new recommendations as to what's people's best-rated movies of all time.
Larry likes simple cuddles. Somewhat holding each other, a blanket on top of you, a really nice night.
Depending on what you're watching, Larry either talks and laughs the whole time or is quite silent, watching the movie intensely. It's kinda scary.
Even with these serious films, though, the most Larry can say about a movie after it's done is, "I liked it," or, "that was good".
His favorite movie is Parasite. Argue with the wall.
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jadegretz · 2 months
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Cybernetic Muse: Judy's Night City Waltz by Jade Gretz
Neon signs bled onto the rain-slick streets of Night City, reflecting off Judy Alvarez's chrome-plated motorcycle as she navigated the maze of back alleys. Her normally vibrant blue hair, pulled back in a tight braid, mirrored the steely resolve in her eyes. Tonight, she wasn't just a braindance technician, but a ghost, slipping through the city's digital underbelly.
She carried a stolen data shard, a digital Pandora's box containing secrets stolen from Arasaka, the city's corporate leviathan. It was supposed to be simple – deliver it to a shadowy contact known only as "The Fixer," cash the hefty payout, and disappear into the digital anonymity she craved.
But nothing in Night City was ever simple.
The shard whispered to her, its encoded data pulsing with disturbing images and fragmented messages. Memories of a woman, her face obscured by static, pleading for help. Each glimpse deepened the dread in Judy's gut. This wasn't just corporate secrets; it was a human life hanging in the balance.
The Fixer awaited in a dilapidated club, hidden amidst the throbbing heart of Kabuki. Judy, disguised in a cheap cybernetic mask, handed him the shard. Payment materialized – cold cybernetic credits and a chilling silence.
"What's wrong?" she asked, her voice tight.
"Wrong?" The Fixer's face, a patchwork of chrome and flesh, stretched into a humorless grin. "Nothing is wrong, doll. The package arrived."
Then, the club lights flickered, replaced by a chilling red glow. Armed men materialized from the shadows, Arasaka logos gleaming on their cybernetic limbs. Fear, sharp and icy, clawed at Judy's throat. She'd been set up.
The ensuing chase was a blur of laser fire, alleyway sprints, and the desperate whine of her motorcycle engine. Judy, using her braindance expertise to hack into security cameras, weaved through the city, adrenaline fueling her every move. But Arasaka was relentless, their advanced tech trailing her like bloodhounds.
Desperate, she sought refuge with Evelyn Parker, her ex-lover and fellow Mox. Evelyn, now hardened by the city's br …(see the rest of the story at deviantart.com/jadegretzAI). For more supergirl, chun li, batgirl, tifa, lara croft, wonder woman, rogue and much more, please visit my page at www.deviantart.com/jadegretzai - Thanks for your support :)
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lordeasriel · 6 months
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Lady Frances Croft from my short story The Sleepwalker. (and the dark version from Jonathan's dreams)
"Lady Croft exuded some kind of unnatural plainliness. Jonathan knew that tactic well. Whisperers often resorted to such tactics when they needed to create dissent, or so he had been taught, but the truth lay there somewhere between the lines of good and evil. Most of them had an intense expression, something that showed they had seen things not meant for their eyes, and while nothing branded a Whisperer, that was one of the many signs they showed. The kind of power they wielded was not something to be taken lightly, either by them nor others.
He knew what she was, knew it before she could ever say it out loud, their eyes crossing on the alley and showing, with as much subterfuge as each of them could manage, their fear, though they hadn't recognised it on the other.
And ever since they had seen each other, she had been haunting him day and night. He knew no Whisperers who could control dreams and warp them into horrid nightmares, but she was there, often, looking eerily with white eyes and body covered in runes written out of blood. His memories of her flickered and shifted, up until he no longer recognised her except for the husk that followed him in his sleep. Hunted, more like. That creature was relentless and it had been there for a while, long before he even knew Lady Croft, so while it took her shape, he tried his best to believe that was not her. His imagination played terrible tricks, but part of him still felt the lingering presence of power on his current nightmares. How powerful could she be, anyway? Without her source of power, her altar, he would never be sure.
His mind wandered, knowing she was watching him from across the room, her very normal and plain self version. Well, she tried to look plain, but at the end of the day, it wasn't as easy as it seemed, and while he would never admit it, the real Lady Croft was far more unsettling than any monsters from his dreams.
He had been trying to find the altar for weeks but with no success. Mary hadn't shared and he had sneaked about but couldn't find it anywhere in the house. He had entertained the idea it might have been somewhere far from the house, perhaps in possession of the masked musicians whom she had defended so strongly, but the altars were so specific and had to represent stability. It had to be close enough to her, and the closest place was her home, but where would it be?
Unsure, he had made the decision to go back to the interrogation room. Through the fake mirror, he watched her while Lady Croft sat patiently, legs crossed, arms relaxed on the table. Her eyes were stuck in the mirror and he moved around only to see her following him despite the fact she could not see him. She could not even know he was there, but she knew, because she watched him like a predator waiting for its prey.
The whole experience gave him goosebumps and he knew that in order to face her, he would have to be in full control of his emotions. She hadn't moved her body ever since he entered the room, except her eyes following him, and that showed the immense resolve she possessed.
He knew he shouldn't have told Neill about her nature. He hadn't promised her anything but it had been implied that the fact she was a Whisperer had to be secretly guarded. Watching her so smug had annoyed him though, enough that he lost his mind if only for a second.
Across the mirror, her lips quivered for a second and Jonathan breathed out, moving out of the observation room to the one where she was.
He walked in, silent, and sat across her, this time taking the central chair. Leaning on his elbows, he studied her face with care and found that her smirk never really reached her eyes. This wasn't fun for her at all, he realised. What a stunning liar she was!
"This doesn't have to be hard, you know. I'm sure you killed Sir Roger for a very good reason."
"I didn't kill him."
"You don't have to hide from me. I know who you are, Lady Frances." He reached out to her hand and she scoffed, pulling away slowly.
"Who am I, then?" She drummed her fingers on the table. "You don't know me at all, Jonathan. If you did, you would have shown some respect. After everything, to tell the inspector—"
"He deserves to know the truth."
"The truth wasn't yours to tell and, no, he didn't have to learn about this. It has nothing to do with him." Jonathan noticed her hands shaking just slightly. There was the beginning of wrath in her voice, but she spoke quietly, almost in a whisper. "I am what I am for so many reasons you can't comprehend, Jonathan, and I trusted you the other night and told you some of my secrets because I wanted to believe you were different, but you disappointed me."
"You killed sir Roger because he found out you were a Whisperer, didn't you?"
Lady Croft smiled a knowing smirk and he felt the hairs on his neck rise. He had seen that smirk before, bloodied, as she clawed and fed on him like a beast. His dreams had been so real he felt everything in the strangest experience of his life, so he watched her now seeking comfort in the fact she was real, but somehow that only made him feel worse.
"Oh, Jonathan. You aren't even close to the truth." She clicked her tongue and leaned on the table, closing in the distance between them and he instinctively mimicked her gesture. "You see, I didn't kill Sir Roger, as I've told you many times. That night, at your home, I explained to you that I knew Sir Roger was Brotherhood, and that I was cautious around him.'
"Did he threaten you? Blackmailed you? Because he must have known you were a Whisperer."
"Why is his life more worthy of your pity than that of those the Brotherhood butchers?" She scoffed lightly. "I tried to trust you, Jonathan, I did my best to believe you were a good man, but you showed me that I was wrong to do that."
She lowered her voice even more now, to a point where he had to lean closer to her to listen. Perfume engulfed him and the little imperfections of her skin were more visible. There were wrinkles on her forehead and she seemed tired so up close.
"I should have known what kind of person you were. Mary will be even more disappointed, but I suppose one has to learn with life anyway."
"Don't bring her into this."
"Really? Because as far as I remember, you were the one who brought her into this. Toying with her feelings just to get her to turn on me, then betraying her and having her arrested, knowing that I would intervene."
"Sign your confession and this is over." He managed to say but she was doing a great job of tormenting him even from a position where she shouldn't have been able to do so. "None of this would be happening if you hadn't murdered an innocent man."
"Every Brotherhood man out there is dishonourable and a murderer but all you care about is to hound a Whisperer you happened to cross paths with." Lady Croft shook her head with disapproval and she seemed genuinely upset. "Judging me and tormenting me just because they told you all Whisperers are evil, but you are the true evil of this world, with your arrogance and your prejudice."
She rested on her chair, watching him closely.
"By telling the inspector who I am, you've done an immense harm to me and those around me, but I will do for you what you will never do for me, Jonathan. Troubled as you are, I'll let you keep your job by not telling the inspector what happened between us."
He swallowed hard, knowing what the implications of that meant. Not that he has thought about that then, but he should have, because as usual, consequences were coming hard at him.
"He wouldn't believe you. Neill may not fully think you guilty, but he trusts me."
"He trusts you now, because he knows who you used to be." She grinned unpleasantly. "The moment I say you and I were intimate, that is done for, especially now he knows I am a Whisperer. He will immediately distrust you and he will be forced to let you go."
"You assume too much. He understands I can resist the power."
Lady Croft's smile grew larger now. Her attitude resembled a hungry animal, ready to pounce.
"Can you, now?" She drummed her fingers on the table, resting against her chair with a smug attitude. Her eyes followed his movements closely, even his breathing, attentive to all details.
Doubt crept in, though Jonathan knew there were no reasons for that. The mark of the Brotherhood protected him, it had for many years, there was no reason to doubt it wouldn't now but her words rotted within his mind in a manner of seconds and fear showed itself through the cracks of his impassive nature.
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andromedasummer · 2 months
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i hate to be an “um ackshullay 🤓☝️”-type person, but the origin of the roman empire meme does not explicitly mention women at all. it’s a reference to a viral trend that was essentially people (usually but not always women) asking the men in their life (usually their romantic partners) how often they thought about the roman empire. the trend itself was started by a female influencer named saskia croft, and took off quickly because men thinking about the roman empire was more common than one would expect. it shifted generally to mean a thing, celebrity, or event that’s specific and/or niche that a person thinks about often. it’s also used with comparing something/someone as their personal roman empire due to its hyperspecificity (i think that’s a word lol)
even with all that, i would not be surprised if its popularity on tiktok spawned sexist variants because, well, you know how tiktok is (derogatory)
dont be sorry at all im a media student and a enthusiast of classical history so this kind of thing us RIGHT up my alley
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fereldanwench · 1 year
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so my parents treated me and the husbando to dinner and an escape room last night. my mom had wanted to do one for a while (I remember her mentioning it pre-pandemic) but I was always a little meh on the idea because while I love a good puzzle, I usually prefer to solve them alone
but husbando and I are both trying to be more open to new experiences this year so we were like sure, we'll try it
and holy shit, it was *so* much fun, I'm totally hooked now
our room had a pharoah's curse theme, and the build was so cool--I was so impressed with the level of ingenuity when it came to the puzzles and set. solving a puzzle and having a trap door drop down or a secret compartment slide open was the coolest shit. it was the hardest room they had, and we didn't solve it in time (although we were pretty close!) but I didn't even care, it was just so much fun. living out my lara croft fantasies IRL 👌
the place we went to has 3 other rooms, iirc, and they have a jungle-themed one that looks right up my alley so we might check that out in a few weeks
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thekenobee · 2 years
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"Why is it always an alley?"
The planet Kiley had a distinct retro futuristic aesthetic. We focused on tailoring and a mid century colour palette."
~Bernadette Croft
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105nt · 1 year
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Strike Walk #2
Borstal Hill to Marine Parade
The Ink Black Heart chapters 76 and 77
This is part 4 - there's a link to part 3 at the end.
Google Maps says 21 minutes on foot from where I am to The Marine Hotel, which I don't believe at first, because Whitstable isn't that big and I am already at one end of it.
I carry on after the harbour into a less picturesque part of town - where Whitstablers go to buy a car or visit the health centre and the bowling alley. There are little side roads on the left that reveal how close we still are to the sea.
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Then quite suddenly the road bends to the left between the castle lodge and a beautiful coach house, and then swings right and everything changes.
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We've arrived at the top of a cliff and everything is green and lush, and all the house names end in "dene" or "croft" - not a cottage to be seen.
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The road goes to nowhere, urging me on like Thelma. Or was it Louise?
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This seems like a lot of bother for half a flag.
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It is going to be 21 minutes because the hotel is not in sight, and we have left Whitstable, as this sign proves.
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Part 5
Part 3
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marjorierose · 10 months
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I got tagged by @lies in a music meme, but I am going to have to abstract it out even further from the original "shuffle your on-repeat playlist and tell us the first ten songs that come up," because I have been listening to music in such a random and occasional way for the last couple months and have used Spotify hardly at all for the last year or two.
So, some songs that have been listened to repeatedly in one venue or another, some for me and some primarily for Mom:
"In This House," San Fermin ft. Nico Muhly and the Attacca Quartet. One of those singles where I really wish the artist would do at least one other song that's at all like it.
"Hummingbird," Seals & Crofts (and their whole Greatest Hits album, but this one gets the nod because I've also been watching for hummingbirds).
"Only a Dream in Rio," James Taylor.
"Bigger Sky," The Altogether.
The theme from "The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly," which I recently watched with my dad mostly because of a conversation we had about the soundtrack.
"No One Is Alone" from Into the Woods.
"Sore," Diogal.
"Savannah Fare You Well," Jimmy Buffett.
"Cherie Vico," Peter One.
"Earthly Days," William Prince (I don't generally listen to this one on purpose, but the DJs at Folk Alley really like it so they play it a lot, and I like it too).
That's a strange list, with a lot of old stuff, but there you go! Pick up the meme if you want to!
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apollolxii · 11 months
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Street Art, Croft Alley - Melbourne, Australia
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snappingthewalls · 3 months
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gijoe-forever · 2 years
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From collector Harry Coffman jr. This is his Gijoe convention haul -
“…My better late than never JoeFest Toy & Comic Show haul
Thanks goes out to
JE Russell
Matt Stevenson
Tony Lin
Tracy Isenhour
Todd Henderson
ROMA Collectibles
Matt Collins
Brian Kossin
The Toy Department
Matt Ruskin
Ryan Smith
David Croft
Don Johnson
And any others
Really happy to have this stuff.
Yes I opened the plastirama Glider. I wanted to know what figure was inside. Was surprised when I got 2 Blueprints and 2 figures.
The Serpentor mail away is the 2 dagger variant and it has a white back filecard. Got to compare the daggers because it might be the dagger I could not place in other post about knives. The air Chariot has a bronze tone to it but not like the later made in Ireland mail away.
The apc is the dark top mail away. Ryan Smith got a camo top mail away different from the Estrella s.a. mail away. So that's at least 3 mail away apcs. I bet there is more.
The funskool rescue set is sealed. Some of the merchandise is the same but different packaging. I found a couple reversed rivets rr at the show but only bought one and Ryan came through with a flash. Heard there was others.
I bought the moc 1993 Mutt to open, which I did in front of some people to show that the Indonesia version came with an all hard shiny junkyard. The 1993 china mutt came with an all rubbery shiny junkyard. Probably gonna open the lifeline and alley too.
Lots of International stuff there this year. Very happy to be able to get some of that. I had to pass on alot to and I probably shouldn't have.
Well enjoy. I did and will.
Thanks so much all of you.”
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unchartedperils · 4 months
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But of an update besides scrolling Tumblr once/twice a week randomly since Christmas week.
I’m good, mostly. Hanging in there and just got over a cold that got scary at one point due to getting the shakes and dehydration.
So what else have I been writing besides TimeSplitters debut fic and my first ever reader insert staring Sadie Adler? Quite a bit.
Firstly, I wrote ANOTHER reader insert and this one is more up my darkfic alley where I insert reader into tying up and humiliating Lara (yes as usual Survivor Lara Croft) as part of a college fraternity prank.
Then I wrote chapter 5 of my GTA 4: Ballad of Gay Tony AU staring Tony Prince and my bitchy teenage OC Marina Sanchez. Mostly an action themed chapter for once but with yet more snarky dialogue from Marina and Luis+more!
Next up and for Christmas was my much awaited Darkfic oneshot for Call of Duty as part of a Darkfic Christmas Campfire event. We’ll say Mara got junked in a trunk…😏
Lastly for 2023 was a return to my Tomb Raider 2013 prequel fic combined with the world of GTA 4. Roth travels to Azerbaijan to begin his search for the Petersburg Pearl while Lara continues to suffer in captivity. I’ll leave it at that a certain paramilitary cult may’ve or may’ve not participated in one of if not multiple conflicts of the Caucasus in the 90s.
2024 so far has resulted in a pair of one shots. This being yet another Rika Raja vs. Nathan Drake and Chloe Frazer darkfic, but today I uploaded my first RE fic finally featuring Ada Wong as she’s now on the other side of BDSM with Leon.
Hope you’re doing well/hanging in there during the downdrums of January! Next post will have the links to these fics!
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jadegretz · 2 months
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Empathetic Echoes: Judy's Cybernetic Symphony by Jade Gretz
The neon lights of Neo Tokyo blurred as I jacked in, diving into the swirling vortex of data that formed the cityscapes of Virtualis. My avatar, Jynx, materialized on a bustling digital avenue, her sleek chrome skin and cerulean hair a beacon in the ever-shifting cityscape. I, however, remained anchored in my physical apartment, my consciousness an invisible passenger navigating the labyrinthine world within the machine.
This wasn't just a game; it was lifeblood for millions, a nexus of commerce, entertainment, and social interaction. But beneath the vibrant surface, whispers of a malevolent entity named 'Null' trickled through the digital underbelly. It was said to feed on emotions, twisting joy into despair, hope into fear. Rumors claimed it manipulated users, driving them to self-harm and even suicide.
As a freelance data scavenger, I thrived on finding hidden secrets within the virtual labyrinth. Null, however, was different. This wasn't just another corporate conspiracy; it was a chilling entity feeding on the very essence of Virtualis. My curiosity turned into a chilling obligation – I had to expose Null before it consumed the virtual world, and potentially, spilled over into reality.
My investigation led me down dark alleys of abandoned code, past glitching avatars and whispers in forgotten corners. Each encounter chipped away at my resolve, exposing the raw, primal emotions Null amplified – terror, despair, a suffocating loneliness that resonated within the digital void.
One night, I stumbled upon a hidden forum, a haven for those affected by Null. Avatars, their forms distorted by glitches and static, shared their experiences – paranoia, suicidal urges, a chilling sense of being watched. One user, calling herself 'Ghost', claimed to have seen Null, described it as a writhing mass of darkness, an absence of data that devoured emotions whole.
Ghost, seemingly desperate, agreed to meet me in a secluded corner of Virtualis. As we spoke, her avatar flickered, glitching out of control. Her voice, laced with terror, spoke of Null manipulating the moderators, …(see the rest of the story at deviantart.com/jadegretzAI). For more supergirl, chun li, batgirl, tifa, lara croft, wonder woman, rogue and much more, please visit my page at www.deviantart.com/jadegretzai - Thanks for your support :)
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kevinmmiller · 6 months
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Addison Rae Reads Britney Spears New Book 'The Woman In Me' While Leaving Lunch In Beverly Hills, CA
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