Or like, the sitting room or something. If you will.
We are a very fictive heavy traumagenic multiple system of ~200. We are collectively 30-ish, white, and transneutral. Our avatar is the bunnygender flareon purchased from maple-and-pie / weekly-eons.
The only discourse stance we'll give is that we are endo-friendly. Do not even try to argue with us, we'll just block you. We're too tired for that.
If you wanna get a hold of any of us, feel free to DM this blog, or you can message us on Discord @astroneiric (←also our art blog) !
"This character was made with vectors rather than a model as a product of the ps1's limitations, to make the game's programming small enough to fit on the system's RAM so you can swap out the game disc for a CD and play auto-generated rhythm levels. She's also very cute, I'm a huge fan of angular characters"
Starplurid : a plurid in which the system have a collective identity relating to stars or identify with stars in a way that affects the system collectively.
Memory loss doesn't look like what I thought it would. I spent several years convinced I could have a dissociative disorder primarily because I "didn't experience memory loss". I wasn't waking up in a strange place unaware of how I got there. I wasn't having people I'd never met come up to me and call me by a different name. I wasn't finding things I'd bought unintentionally or projects I'd done with no recollection of doing them. But I was, not remembering why I was upset in the middle of crying. Finding journal entries I didn't write. Suddenly not liking music I saved on a playlist named 'my favorite songs ever'. Randomly wanting to make drastic changes to my appearance and then forgetting why I wanted to look like that. Not knowing what day of the week it was, or how many days it had been since I did something (was that this morning or 3 days ago). Having friends tell me I was acting differently when I thought that was how I always acted.
