Have you eaten akara?
Yes, and I liked it
Yes, and I didn't like it
No
I haven't heard of it

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Have you eaten akara?
Yes, and I liked it
Yes, and I didn't like it
No
I haven't heard of it
*falls to my knees* hi disco elysium community im begging you to play the red strings club i need this game to have a fanbase I promise you will like it its so good
@akarayilmaz location: Atlas' Place notes: where u been hoe
Needless to say, Atlas had been worried. There hadn't been any word from Akara since Midsommar. He knew how this city worked, knew how people could just disappear, and Atlas had been resolved to try and find him only to learn that Akara had been sucking face with a fey the whole time. “You’ve been gone a month.” Atlas said pointedly before he poured the other another drink. “A month,” Akara was going on about this sky palace again, with some asshole that had spent the last thirty days gone for most of the day and the last thirty nights making out with the other. At some point Atlas had started to believe Akara, he had an active imagination but he wasn’t a liar. “Well, you missed the plague. Somehow nobody died but it was bad, really bad.”
Playing a new sorceress character named it AKARA high priestess of the sisterhood of the sightless eye (༎ຶ ෴ ༎ຶ)
Sorceress has always been my fav character since Diablo II
But I must say in Diablo II the sorceress CLAPS like look at her total badass
Waiting for her complete build 🐱
@akarayilmaz location: the STREETS notes: kiss kiss konnect fall in konnect
Middle of the afternoon and the last meeting of the day was done, he had some financials on his desk waiting for him back at the office, but what Virgil had needed more than anything was some daylight. Fresh air, a walk through the streets that he hadn’t been down in a few years at least. Italy was always hot and in the middle of July it was scorching. Virgil could hear people laughing inside one of the bars and idly the witch remembered when he might have been in there, pressure made diamonds - but usually it produced useless coal. He was lucky his parents had been there to pull him out of it, not everyone had people like that in their life. Really, it was the only time that Virgil could remember the two of them being in the same room together.
Some twink stumbled out of the bar, tripping head over heels and would’ve cracked his head square on the stones had Virgil not grabbed him instead. “Woah, easy there big guy.” He looked like the kind of guy Eoin might have gone for, there wasn’t much but it looked like there was still too much melanin in this one though. Virgil tried to see if anyone was trailing after him but the man looked more or less alone, very sad. “Bit early in the day, yeah?”
you made akara happy