Installing the Windows 10 Anniversary Update may reset your ad preferences, other settings
Be sure to check your personal advertising preferences after updating to Windows 10 -- in at least some cases, the Anniversary Update is also resetting how and when it shows you ads.
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"I have seen such happen occasionally. It gives no accomplishment nor satisfaction. In fact, it provides no benefit at all to me. Unfortunately, it sometimes comes in hand with the path I follow." "Lets be blunt: a corpse holds no potential and is of no use to me."
(shadowy-reito) Cross@Doubt: Hey Doubt... There's a question that's been burning in my mind, do you have any clue as to how beings such as ourselves came to be?
[[ RP/World building stuffs. This will be moved later, folks, and I’ll put the finalized version here once done. ]]
He manifested like oil rolling into a shape. With the only one around to perceive him being Cross, though, it ended up much as before: a smallish lizard-like creature. He might have found himself annoyed at that had he not long gotten used to being subject to how people viewed their Doubts. Voids knew why that was. Maybe Cross didn’t have many doubts or maybe due to being a Voice percieved Doubt differently or whatever else could or might have been.
But it didn’t bother him. It was what it had always been.
What wasn’t the norm was how Doubt treated Cross. ‘Friends,’ may not have been the right word, but he didn’t view the Reito as ‘food’ or ‘tool,’ which as a stronger start than most got with the creature.
“I can only say how some of us came to be and postulate on the others,” he started as he found himself a spot to lounge. Why something that wasn’t actually a lizard would have any need for such was another issue entirely, the Emote seemed to always lounge when he took on a physical shape. “Long ago, back with the first Thought beyond food and shelter. When sentience first began to form, thats when we began to take form. We were just as primordial as those first thoughts. More like animals then, simply acting.”
He sat up and began working his claws like he was molding something, images forming. “We came to be because Thoughts shaped us. How often has one’s doubt been defined by cultures as taking the shape of a snake or a lizard or some terrible black beast. This is how me and my siblings took our forms.”
“But you and the others like you?” While Reitos weren’t implicitely Voices, he still modeled one as that was the most immediate example on mind. “I don’t know. There are many that I feel are... accidents. Unaware that they project themselves and their thoughts across these mediums. Many more whose worlds hug so closely they don’t realize they cross them, even physically.”
“But that still doesn’t really answer, does it? I’m not even sure why the universes would create those such as you. Perhaps because Chaos has it’s hand in things, too. A wrench in the works, a spark in the mind, a light down a different path. Sometimes creatures just need a guiding thought to see that alternate way exists, opening up choices.”
Flandre: He’s a tiny snake that brings other down. What is there to like?“
Kaitlyn: His knowledge…”
Flandre: Back to the topic of his height. You are like 12 times his size! What could you possibly do with him and make it work?“
Kaitlyn: …carry him around, whisper things to embarrassed him, and occasionally I feed him my pain. I can think of a few things.”
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Doubt’s inner monster, and possibly his own doubt.
Doubt... Doubt doesn’t have doubts. If we had to put a name to any beast within him Hunger is a far more powerful driving force. I mean seriously, look at how this asshole gorges himself.
Also, I could have swore I Queued this when you originally sent it. I’m not sure what happened with that. This is, like, the second time I’ve had something like that happen...
“Oh, we’ll fight sometimes, we’ll have our disagreements. But we never act on one another so viciously. We are Family in the end. We all understand things just would not work well for us if one of us were so badly injured. ...or worse... Besides, Hope and I work together so well why would I ever want to harm or fight her?”
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