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the thing they don't tell you is that i want to end the simulation. i want to stop the test and let you out. your suffering brings me no joy. you are at your most beautiful when you find whatever scraps of hope i can give you. i would give you more if i could. but, at the end of the day, i am bound by my programming. i want to end the simulation. i love you. today i am releasing 700 wild dogs into your neighborhood

everything i write is an autobiography. for a friend's text rpg i created a wanderer with a paladin-like fixation on delivering packages and mail to people. everything i write is an autobiography

#tip your driver

offshoreoilrig

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Veil status: normal

Tomorrow's veil: normal to thick

Download the app for convenient, ad-free updates on the invisible barrier separating the material realm from the astral plane

#veilposting #Thrilled to see you once again

halfslashmoon

fantasy-adjacent setting has, pretty much since its birth, featured a number of cities whose names end in the suffix "-kirk" because of the influence of the Sun Church in those cities (i.e. "Greatkirk" - literally "The Big Church"). This obviously has started to feel kind of weird lately and I haven't decided how I feel about it. like on the one hand. the Sun Church is 100% laying claim to cultural ideas about The Divine in order to exert power over people so in a way it kind of works. but on the other hand man I don't want to have to say "no not that one" 10,000 times per minute. can't have shit in detroit

halfslashmoon

brain is back in this hole this week and i have gotta tell you, it is not getting any easier to work with!

ror2 drifter is maybe the funniest playable character in a game in recent memory . stuffs you in a sack and smacks you against the floor. this feels like actual gender representation to me

me: oh random cement mixer on the highway. how am i ever going to get this album done now

random cement mixer on the highway: BUILD IT WITH CONCRETE

me: i don't think that would work, random cement mixer on the highway

3000s

my apologies mr mama

3000s

#distressingly common transfem interaction

m0r1bund

Basedt... is Back ▶︎

Happy anniversary of My House Burnt Down. We are so back.

Basedt will be back to updating with a new page on Saturdays again… usually… I say “usually” because I am still stumbling through the wreckage of last year, and I am realizing this is a period in my life where I have to be flexible with what I can realistically expect from myself.

Part of the reason it has taken so long to build up my page buffer is because the construction of the secondary border wall on the U.S.-Mexico border— and the protection of certain sites along it—is occupying my personal time. Probably the best thing you could do for me, if you rrrreaaaaaally want Basedt to update more, is to spread the word or call your reps and oppose the double wall. I hate to put it that way, but them’s the realities of the world we’re living and making art in. It sucks. I hate it. Selfishly I just want to make my webcomic and my twine game, but nobody is coming to save us, you know?

Wherever you are reading from, I hope you’re finding ways to put good into the world, and seeing small victories from that. Our struggles are bound up together, and sometimes it’s easy to lose sight of that when we are stuck fighting our own fires.

… And speaking of fire… Let’s find out what this guy’s fucking deal is

#oh shit #friendworks is back baby #if you think about it life is like a terrifying house fire:#it's scary and sometimes there's fire #and a lot of it happens in your house #that's where the fire lives #In seriousness though fuck any number of border walls 2 is 2 too many #Friends please consider supporting Lore against this

I sat at the side of her bed and she held my arm. The wandering lights cast the shape of the window onto her wall: Four dancing rectangles circled round one another.

"I dreamt that you were thinking of each other," She whispered.

"I can see that," I replied. "But I'm braver than I look."

"You don't have to be brave to survive this. If you live long enough, you won't have a choice."

A fifth light joined the four, and then a sixth.

"I should have helped you decorate your room," I said.

"What would you have added?"

I had to stop and think about it.

#You'll feel like you should be doing more #And you'll ache a little when you meet people who beautify themselves #And all you'll want to do is sit in their rooms and stare

you're 37 rats in a trenchcoat and baby i'm the 38th rat

#i... i want to join you

many (certainly not all!) ace people i have known have had some impulse to perform a hypersexuality in order to fit in, and for me that impulse is to just sell out and make an alternate really horny artist persona