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*puppy dog eyes*
@ask-the-vent-dwelling-roach
Ehh?? Whit's tha' fur? Ye wantin' a drink? Or jus' tae hang aroond wit ma arse?
*Raising an eyebrow, he half-grins before patting the top of your head*
C'moan n'en Sandy, plenty'ae room tae join.
Soap, Do you know where Ghost is?
@john-captain-price
Nae a single clue, actual. Wae doon at th' pub las' nicht, 'n' 'im 'n' Gaz left tae dae summat. Said they'd be back, but ah still had tae march ma arse hoome innae fockin' pishin' rain...
I'll get ma things 'n' we can go look, aye?
Bites you bites you bites you bites you bi-
@ask-the-vent-dwelling-roach
Och- awright whit th' hell-
Tis th' middle o' th' nicht Sandy, haven't ye heard th' saying "don't let th' bed bugs bite"?
If ye wanted midnight munchies ahm nae oan th' menu
Nice! I haven’t heard anyone whose favorite is a stripped hyena. But I could totally see the correlation between a stripped hyena and yourself, you both have Mohawks loll
Personally I loved spotted hyenas! The hyena hierarchy is super cool to me, love a field dominated by women! And thanks for the crisps :)
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Nae a worry, 'ave plenty'ae snacks fur th' night's activities. Or... och, whit time is it? At tis point I dunnae ken, 'n' it's probably better tha' way.
Och, aye, always been big on lettin' a strong lass run th' field. Ma oldes' sister's actual an engineer-- wait, nae whit we were on aboot, th' hyenas... Ah remember one time as a wee lad, went tae a zoo wit ma auntie 'n' ma cousin, wisnae a bad day at a'. Got tae see all sorts'ae thin's. Nearly pished masel' laughin' when ma older cousin taunted th' penguins 'n' ended up soaked.
*He chuckles a little at the memory, pausing to take a sip of his drink before he continues typing. He isn't sure when he picked the bottle back up, and honestly isn't paying it any mind*
But whit made ma day wis when we got tae th' hyenas. Saw th' spotty ones 'n' it blew ma mind. Nae quite a dug, nae quite a cat, but summat in between. Act like a duggie, 'n' th' tour guide told us th' thin's were closer related tae cats. Fockin' shockin' right?
Wis absolute bonkers, 'n' so ah get home 'n' next library trip at school ah foond a whole book on th' beasties. Wildest thin', absolute best timing though! Aye, since then they've jus' been interstin' tae me.
Your ask box should be called "The soapbox"
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I'm so funny
Ye ken whit?
Yer ontae summat, hol' on ah gottae fix tha' gimme a sec tae remember hoo tae type proper.
[Admin: How dare you be funnier than me on my own blog ((I'm kidding ily and thank you for this I'm doing it right NYEOWWW!!!))]
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Awright a' ye oot there
yeah, aye, keep yer breeks oan, tis jus' me
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Sorry for the vent but it’s been weighing on my chest 🙏
This one’s a bit of a heavy hitter for me but it’s been itching under my skin, so I’ve got a bit of facial blindness I think. When I try to recall people’s faces by memory it feels off and sends me into a panic, not great so I usually try to look at a picture of their face to calm me down. It works more often than not, but recently someone dear to me has changed. Their face isn’t the same but it’s something they wanted and I want to support them, but when I look at them it’s like looking at an imposter and it sends me into a panic. I’m really trying to accept it but it’s just really messing me up cause I’ve been told we look similar. Now my face looks wrong to me when I catch a glimpse in the mirror and I worked so hard to get past it but I’m back right where I started. Idk It’s just one big mess now.. and I honestly feel like no one is taking me seriously when I say I have a problem remembering people’s faces by memory because what if their gone one day and I forget what they look like and remember them wrong? It scares me..
-🐦🔥, this is a bit long and depressing sorry…
*Staring at his open laptop in disbelief for a long moment before taking a deep breath, unsure exactly how he can help, despite badly wanting to. Instead he leaves the question in his askbox, hoping somehow that he could figure out the right decision on this. That he could help fix the issue by some miracle... or at the very least that he could offer some comfort. Rest assured, the next time he runs into Pheonix, he's giving them a hug at least.*
[Admin: So it didn't feel right answering this in-character. Especially considering this is more of a serious thing that is sincerely happening in your life, and I'm never sure what can and cannot be read properly when I'm getting in-character. I can read it just fine, but I worry sometimes, so it's easier to reply to you here as myself.]
[This is something that can't quite be helped by strangers on the internet. I can offer you comfort. I can offer you my sympathy and my care, but those aren't worth much in the help department since we're likely eternally far away and don't know eachother.] [So what do I suggest? I suggest talking to a professional if you can, getting genuine aid for this stressful issue that's plaguing you. Obviously not everyone can get that, so what else can I suggest? Finding ways to help you recognize them, even if it isn't their face. Recognizing tones, recognizing small features like freckles or the way their hair parts, or things they often like to wear, little trinkets they carry, perfume/cologne/body spray they enjoy using. Little quirks and traits that make them-- well-- THEM, y'know? Things that-- even if their face is blank from your mind, that you would recognize from them.]
*the octopus hybrid seems uncomfortable at the fact soap is drink so they quickly crawl off back to the bathtub in prices private barrack. With the headset and snack.*
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Aye, nae a bad idea, aff ye go n'en. Git yerself some rest ah s'pose...
*he's looking down into the empty bottle of scotch in his hand, confused for a minute about how long it had been empty.*
