in honor of my little brother kirby (the little pink nintendo guy) (he’s adopted) I’m playing the game kirby and the forgotten land. it takes place in what very much appears to be an abandoned post-apocalyptic human city, complete with tables still set for meals as if everyone simply vanished simultaneously. and the further I get into the game the more I am becoming concerned that this is never going to be explained even a little
it occurs to me that some of you may be unaware of the extent to which kirby is integrated into my family



















