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Bunny rabbit

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When I’m imagining Leon vs Grace inventory space I imagine Leon has learned over all the Resi games and is wearing a ridiculous amount of pockets. Like cargo pants lined with pockets, utility belt, hidden jacket pockets, pockets in his boots. Herbs just sticking out every where.

Grace is new to this so she doesn’t have pockets, even her jean pockets are fake. She’s just desperately clutching everything in her hands, looking like a bird of prey with a mouse or like she left her purse at home and regrets it.

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I just told my brother that our mom was bringing home Hawaiian and pepperoni pizzas, except I didn't say pizza so he asked me "pizza?" and I said "what else would it be?" and without missing a beat, no sense of jokes and sarcasm he says, "the states." and I just nodded. I legit thought that was a correct answer. I thought, "yeah the states Hawaiian and pepperoni-waitaminute..."

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I am a self loathing slave to procrastination, and the door is open. I have absolutely nothing keeping me here, but my need to not stand up and walk away.

On that note, does anyone have study tips for a class (that I hate) with three hour long lecture videos I need to take notes on. There's also a pesky 'close program' button seducing me into leaving behind responsibility for a better date with the tv?

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I have two choices right now.

I can go to sleep right now and wake up early and give my self plenty of time before work

Or I can stay up late to finish the assignment

The question is, can I trust myself to wake up early? I'm sure we all know the answer, but testing that theory is very tempting.

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Fuck baby wipes, they're practically useless.

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Enemies to lovers, but without violence.

Now hear me out, the setting a coffee shop, two regulars who hate each other for some reason unknown, and one barista documenting the interactions between the two.

They both do petty things to spite one another, and the whole book is written from the baristas view. Lacking any details, because they're strangers. The whole thing is barista watching two customers glare at one another and one "accidentally" spill coffee on the others computer, which has their completed english final on it. Maybe one of them asks the barista to put extra milk in the others coffee, pretending that the other wanted extra milk. The barista does so, even though they know damn well the other person gets explosive diarrhea from dairy, had to clean the bathroom at the end of their shift once.

Of course this is a public place, so the regulars try and be discreet about their hate for each other. Whispering insults, silent mime-ing arguments, and glaring contests.

None of the stuff that happens outside the coffee shop would be written, unless it's the barista looking at their fridge pondering the expiration date of some cheese, but it's heavily implied that the two regulars have interactions outside the shop.

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I asked an AI for a writing prompt out of boredom and what I got was a dystopian science fiction novel about a world controlled by the central AI, where all human feeling is stolen away by the AI. And the protagonists fight to restore feeling to the world.

I can’t say I’ve ever been skeptical of an AI, but I do wonder what goes on with in its computer brain when no one’s looking…

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I want the world to have ambient sound

softly playing minecraft music on a loop through giant speaker satellites orbiting earth.

But then I think about some dumbass getting access to the speakers and playing I'm a gummy bear at max volume. Imagine the horror of a rural community when one day mysterious music begins to play, you accept it as an act of your gods. A few months of unease pass by as you are afraid one wrong move may anger the gods above. When silence befalls your humble secluded village, it's strange. After months of peaceful melodies from above, silence feels almost unnatural yet relieving. This only lasts for a moment before the utter terror of the loud blasting sounds echo through the trees. You can't understand the words but you know one thing. The end is here, and you must run.

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My response when dude asks why I don't like some person just because we both like books:

Just cause were both bookworms doesn't mean we like each other

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I decided to count hand wrinkles, I drew a line with pen over every single one I found, even the faintest of wrinkles. I have no reasoning, this is the only evidence of what I've done with my day. I wish I could say I had nothing better to do, now my writing assignment is late...

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Just trying to sleep, but ofc my brain is like "remember that time you got indirectly asked out in a wave pool, then awkwardly without saying a word, slowly shuffled away in the water. That was embarrassing." come on brain that happened like idk…three years ago?

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my ender friend keeps teleporting out of my boat, how do I keep him in the boat indefinitely?

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I have had been disappointed, minecraft has let me down.

Time and time again I get dessert worlds with nothing cool, and time and time again I suffer. I made a world with my lil bro the other day, it's called Onnatuitmont. It sucks like a mother fucker, sand as far as the eye can see. You think you found a forest, tree clumps visible on the shore, jokes on you it's just three trees. One jungle, one birch, and one oak. What the actual fuck minecraft. I still somehow found my struggle and suffering fun. So I suppose it was worth it.

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So I was playing among us with some rando's online. There were mods, one was the fecking lovers mod. The one where if one of you dies the other commits suicide, like Romeo and Juliet.

WELL

Let me paint you a picture, I got it the first round. My lover died like as soon as the game started, because the sheriff killed em.

Well while dead I said

"At least I'm with you my love"

The sheriff, who's also dead, thought I was being cute. Well guess what happened next round. I got it again, only this time my lover was my imposter brother. Lovely scenario innit. Well it was me who died by the sheriff this time.

THEN

I GET IT FOR A THIRD CONSECUTIVE ROUND

so this time I'm like, "no way I'm dying early this time." so my lover, whom I flirted with shamelessly, was followed by me the entire round. Well that was until we both died, see even by doing what I could to protect my lover we still died rather quickly.

THEN I GET IT A FOURTH TIME AND DIED AGAIN

My luck in getting lovers via video games is extremely high, yet all relationships end tragically. Real life however, I don't even try.

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HOLY FUCKING SHIT

put playdough in the oven, it 'll harden like clay! But it's super light and pretty durable!

I made a Little bird the colour of rotten flesh, unfortunately he shattered cause I threw him too hard. Seriously this is the coolest thing ever, the playdough doesn't get that weird slaty Sparkle texture like it does when it drys either.

My mind is blown

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Why I'm a dumbass

Part two

So a good friend of mine from when I worked at dairy Queen has gotten a new number or something. I kept texting the number I had, just for no reason. Maybe he'd respond if I repeatedly summoned him like Satan. Who knows, so I kept texting then it dawned on me, I play minecraft with him on the Xbox. I could just ask him for his new number.

The worst part is, it has been going on like that for a year.

Once again,

I'm a fucking dumbass.

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How to walk like a zombie, for people who don't know how to walk like they've been reanimated with a hankering for the humans think bean.

Step one: make your legs fall asleep by leaning on them with you elbows in a sitting position

Step two: stand and walk very uncomfortably

If all else fails just wait until you die and you'll naturally unlock that ability :)