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@millionfavoredone replied to your post: aLRIGHT SO IM RESTREAMING THE HORRIBLE™...

Why would you subject yourself to that???? XD

i’m rewatching so i can go back to the slender mansion(tm)

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“Learned their lesson? They jumped on me and started gnawing with their little teeth!”

Walter kicked off the last one of the leech-like creatures and shot after it to make sure it stayed away.

“Anyway, who are you, what are you doing here and what were these things?”

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He looked the other over with an annoyed expression before a wide grin brightened his face although it was not much better. Recollection gleamed in his eyes, he never forgot a face and this situation was no different. “Ｄｉｄ ｙａ＇ ｍｉｓｓ ｍｅ？ “

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3, 6, 10, 18

3) What is your favorite thing about writing dark plots?

I honestly can’t say. Dark and spooky stuff has fascinated me ever since I was a kid. What exactly it is, besides “I like it”...I don’t know.

6) Do you have or would you consider having a monster muse?

Technically, I have. Over on @mxskedmxyhem, I play a college student who got turned into a hulking beast by a possessed mask, as well as the spirit possessing that mask.

10) Which one of your characters would be the most dangerous if challenged?

Probably Rick...

Although I also played a cyborg with control over fire and the devil himself, so...

18) What’s your favorite negative quality about your character?

That he can be such a grumpy old grumpface ^~^

[decayinginred]

You know what? Fine. I’ll do it. Then you can’t complain that you never hear my voice. Even though we had an hour and a half long conversation why playing Bloodborne.

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“So, your test for your black stripe is tomorrow. And I don’t care what Troy says, you’re ready. You’re gonna DESTROY that shit.” 

The man speaking definitely didn’t look like he should be teaching martial arts. He was tall, and wiry, and sported acne and glasses like badges of honour. It wouldn’t have shocked anyone to learn he was spending his work days in front of computers, testing remote-operated weaponry. Or his off days re-enacting ancient sword fights in full armour and attending Renn Faires. 

But to the fourteen-year-old sporting glasses and a long straight ponytail, he was the closest thing to an actual mentor she still had. There was the man upstairs, of course, but ultimately... he was someone else’s father. Someone else’s grandfather and someone else’s wise old master who knew all the answers. So she clung like a toddler to this person just barely a decade older than her.

This man she’d been tossing around with a wooden knife (affectionately referred to as the Hobbit Sword due to its size) and her bare hands for a solid hour now. Yes, him. 

His name was Kevin, and unbeknownst to both of them, he would be unfairly dismissed from this weekend job less than two months later and leave the girl who would one day be Aryn all alone in a dojo that wanted her gone.

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millionfavoredone replied to your post: [[MOR] Sorta wanna disappear from humanity a...

//I’m not human take me with you

We’re going straight to the depths of hell in a gift basket.

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