Went through a bunch of old notebooks and found this gem from like 2 years ago
Can you tell who I romanced first in Stardew Valley?
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Went through a bunch of old notebooks and found this gem from like 2 years ago
Can you tell who I romanced first in Stardew Valley?
Okay so I have an idea... Trying to encourage people to edit the wiki and my brain has come up with (drumroll please...) a raffle!
It won't start yet because I want time to come up with prizes and see if there's any interest, but the idea is that for a certain period of time, anyone who contributes to the wiki will be entered into a raffle, with the number of entries depending on the number size, number, and type of contributions (e.g. creating a stub might be 2, creating a longer page could be up to 5, making a minor edit or suggesting something for the wiki to cover could be 1, etc).
Would you be interested in this kind of raffle?
Hell yes!!!
hmm maybe...
definitely not, I hate prizes
If we band together, we can make this the best, most insane wiki about a niche doctor who thing this side of the galaxy!
the 2022 wof wiki was one of the worst online communities i've ever been in
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Canon c!bench heights are as follows:
Tubbo - 5”3
Tommy - 5”5
Ranboo - 6”5
Argue with the wall
..........i thought ranboo was 8'5 and tommy 6'3-
it real
“What’s happening?” she demands, distraught. She can still hear them, dragging Malik away, and she wants to run to stop them but Abbas stands in her way, wearing a grave expression that doesn’t quite look real.
“Nothing for you to worry about,” he tries to tell her, in a soothing voice that does little to assuage the dark pit in her stomach. “Just business.”
Marwa has to pull herself up, like a puppet on loose strings, and shove a deep breath into her gasping, empty lungs. “Tell me, Abbas. Or I will strangle it out of you.”
Abbas looks at her like she has shoved a lemon down his throat. Around him, his cohort’s faces turn dark, and their hands drop to rest menacingly against the hilts of their swords. She would be afraid, if she had any room left in her for fear, but she is too busy being angry, and too full of grief that won’t leave no matter how she tries to push it away.
“As you wish,” Abbas relents finally, and glances at his novice, Swami. “Malik Al-Sayf has been accused of the murder of Sef Ibn-La’Ahad. He will face trial tomorrow.”
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