I've never been entirely sure why "treat me like my kintype" and "treat me like a person" are antonyms to a lot of people. Treat me like my kintype. I am my kintype. In the context of interacting with me, that character is a real person.
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I've never been entirely sure why "treat me like my kintype" and "treat me like a person" are antonyms to a lot of people. Treat me like my kintype. I am my kintype. In the context of interacting with me, that character is a real person.
Fallout New Vegas Courier and Arcade Gannon siblings moodboard with themes of followers of the apocalypse, solarpunk, and rebuilding.
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Shitty Craig Boone aesthetic: the pain is unbearable i need to [remembers that the people who have ruined his life have a general location and faction] kill legionairies
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We are Desert Rangers. We live out where I’m sure you don’t believe anybody could live, in the far future and nearer past but never right now. You can’t ever find us if you’re looking too hard, or using someone else’s maps, but we’re always here if you need gasoline or water. We live in an oasis. Water bubbles up from under hard packed, parched earth. We are an oasis. We used to stretch our arms from Winnemucca to the sea to the foothills of the Rockies, and one day we will again, I am quite sure of it. We are all alone here and we have never been more connected to every other thing. Our nervous system spins out across a continent in cloverleaves and diverging diamonds. We are here.
We are a family of thousands whittled down to seven or nine, depending on how you count it. We gave up so many when we walked into this world, and we still hear their voices on lonely nights or in the winds of great storms. They tell us they will be happy to see us when we die.
We wear masks and we are masks. The faces and names you know us by are as real as the ones we hold in trust for each other. The true self is a fallacy, we believe. The only way we know we are we is that we wake up each day and see the world as us, spinning another strand into a thread of being that stretches back through 8 generations and two worlds. Now we feed that thread into the greatest web ever woven.
Hello. I am a fictionkin of Mr. Robert House from Fallout. I'm looking for anyone from my source who would be interested in speaking to me, regardless of interactions in canon. Honestly I'm homesick for source and anyone who'd understand that is welcome. I'm in my twenties. While I am particularly thinking of the show while making this call, I also have memories from and am highly familiar with the game, so enquiries from that sort of mediamate are also welcome. Interact and I shall reach out.
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