wade!! ya nasty dog 😼
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wade!! ya nasty dog 😼
My seasons gameplay has suddenly evolved into something so much more than just experimenting with seasons because of a random event that just happened in game. And I'm super excited about it. I haven't done anything like this before story-wise and I love it, I can't wait to get started
Today for Jimlingss’ Festa I was suppose to do an audio book recording LOL. But unfortunately, I am dying of some mysterious illness and I’ve lost my voice (can’t really blame anyone when I’ve been screaming so much lately). I’m getting better so I can whisper now but if I were to record, my recuperation would go back to square one. Anyways...to make it all up, here’s a preview of the fic being posted on Wednesday. Enjoy...
PREVIEW
Beep. beep. beep-
The alarm rings quietly, right under your pillow and you dig your hand underneath for your phone. Shutting it off, you immediately look to the other side of the tiny room and the lump on the mattress is undisturbed. The trickle of sunlight is already pouring into the room but you make no effort to pull back the curtains. Instead, you carefully peel away your covers and stand straight, avoiding all the creaks in the floorboards as you tip-toe your way to get ready.
You don’t know why you’re acting this way. Ever since you became her roommate and declared yourself her best friend, you’ve woken her up every single morning without fail. But today, you feel queasy and unsteady, an unsettling feeling brewing at the bottom of your stomach.
You don’t even change in the main room, grabbing your clothing and locking yourself in the bathroom. It’s unlike anything you’ve done before and the change in your character is starting to scare yourself.
“Hey…” A groggy, husky voice sounds from the bed and you freeze. The tips of your toes halt from sliding across the floor and you crane your neck slowly with wide eyes. She scratches the back of her neck, hair an absolute mess and eyes swollen. “Why didn’t you wake me up?”
ok I took such an AMAZING walk today and I’m just making this post to warn everyone that I’ll post at least 5 different photosets
Guys just know I am the purist form of evil. I tell my friends about my stories and then tell them, "Imagine if I made your favorite character die at the end of my story, right after they think they made it through all the difficult things, only for me to take it away." then I slowly walk away with a cynical grin as they fall to the ground kicking and screaming.
lmao
If Tony is a brawler, and P.Convict is a swordfighter... CAN EMPEROR BE A GUNNER???