#p.o.t.s problems

[phoenixdown-and-fairydust]

Normal human activities: nearly knock myself out with a dizzy spell while studying the used games rack at Gamestop while doing mall errands, mutter 'I'm fine, I'm used to it' to a concerned fellow customer, wobble over to buy my copy of Luigi's Masion then beeline immediately to the food court and begin consuming salt packets like a baby pelican while dressed like a fae and waiting on food. Sorry to staff and fellow customers i must have confused the hell out of . Don't mind me while I try to fight off a trip to the hatman(fainting) with ancient protective magic(salt).

[phoenixdown-and-fairydust]

Joys of P.O.T.S and Certified Pale and whatever the hell else is happening: the Curse of Instant Bruise. My darling Himbo Void kicked off of my bare thigh when spooked, and I not only have a few puncture from his claws, but the force of him pushing of was enough to leave me with a lovely purple bruise even where his claws didn't break the skin.