cfoolish edit of all his kingdoms to drag path. is this anything?
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cfoolish edit of all his kingdoms to drag path. is this anything?
Hi! What’s the most terrifying situation you’ve ever been in and how did you keep calm enough to get out of it?
Hello Agent Starling! Thanks for the ask.
I have to say there’s a lot of terrifying situations I’ve been in, considering the events I had to deal with on The Nostromo, as well as Hadley’s Hope. Fighting the aliens isn’t really easy because they’re tough and very sneaky, however, because of a lot of training and such I’ve managed to fight them off pretty well. Power loaders and pulse rifles are pretty cool.
Now…the most terrifying event? I think it’s probably when I was in the escape pod on the Nostromo and the Alien was right there behind me. Another moment that is easily tied with that is when Newt was caught by the Alien Queen. I was mortified but I managed to get Newt out of there safely.
In that moment on The Nostromo, I started kind of singing to myself to help myself calm down and gain enough concentration to shoot the Alien out of the air lock and get away from the destruction site of the Nostromo as fast as I could. I don’t know if you’ve seen Singin’ in the Rain, but the song “You Are My Lucky Star” helped me out. I really like that musical!
I’ve found as of recently that breathing techniques work great too. 💙
I hope that answers your question and you’re doing alright! Take care of yourself. :)
i miss rust kingdoms already ;-;
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i <3 house sitting i <3 puppies i <3 taking care of the farm i DO NOT <3 having a stomach bug outside the comfort of my own home
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