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"I may have been born a mirror of her, but is it not human nature to love one's reflection? You have stories about this, myths even. Is this not the embodiment of what you call self-love?"

- IMP Designation "CR15" on the topic of it's pilot, HK6272, callsign "Nikki"

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it's important to have one scary hour every day. for those who don't know, a scary hour is when someone or something breaks into your house to try and kill you, but you can't leave because your stove is producing a beneficial miasma

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Titan

a mini comic of what happened inside : )

i rarely do comics so this was kind of a challenge hehe

Ralsei's pov idk 😭

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* Won't you play again, Kris?

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My least endearing trait is that whenever I see my girlfriend wearing a black hoodie with the hood up, I give a loud, exaggerated gasp and cry, "oh no, it's The Hacker from Corporate Cybersecurity Training Videos!"

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So many people in the notes celebrating Oliver Queen for his unexpectedly good politics—as though he's a real guy portrayed with a consistent personality through all the years of interpretations—and almost nobody acknowledging the real person who put these words in his mouth.

I'm glad to see at least someone crediting one of the writers involved in creating this portrayal of the character and telling this kind of story.

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girl who can definitely be trusted with the extremely cursed magical amulet that warps the minds and souls of all who wear it

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Damn bro....

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...So no Cannibalism?

[Check out the trailer and wishlist Mandrake on Steam!]

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girl you would flourish under my dark tutelage

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Ralsei, panicking over his reputation: I don't smoke weed, Kris! I don't smoke weed!

Smash cut to Toriel at home taking a fat rip off Sans's bong (which is itself shaped like Sans's head): This hits way better than the weak shit my ex-husband grows, tibia honest.

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I encourage everyone to make weird transgender horny furry art that is unmarketable and a threat to corporate sanitization

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Tumblr: backporting of empty spaces posts resulting in increasingly interesting but esoteric identification labels among your mutuals and wider following base. one of the most beautiful women you've ever seen is attempting to navigate a public mental breakdown.

discord: friend request from person you knew 12 years ago asking you to play marvel rivals that he retracts after noticing your pronoun field

twitter: Dude Check Out This Zoomed In Photo of UMP45's Armpits

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It's called vizierweed. One hit and you'll be scheming against every minister in a four block radius.

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it isn't straight"breaking", the so-called victim agrees that everything makes a lot more sense for her now

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You know what the biggest problem with Fallen London is? No, not the microtransactions, which aren't particularly egregious for the free-to-play market. Nor the weird bugs and other technical issues, though Failbetter really should be more embarrassed about those. And not the weird inconsistencies in tone and lore from 15ish years of contributions from many different writers—those are endearing in their own way.

No, the biggest problem with Fallen London is that it gives you the ability to roleplay the most messy and fucked up bitch with just enough ambiguity in the writing that it's impossible to resist the urge to fill in the blanks with gobs of OC Lore™, and as a result the player is filled with a terrifying need to ramble at others about their beloved character(s).

Do you know how hard that is to resist? My resolve is bound to crack one of these days!

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nothing that stimulant medication and a coffee and an energy drink and a bump of coke and a good hard slap in the face and seven years in the harsh wilderness and a hug from a friend and a firm prostate milking and 250mg of MDMA crystals and a top of the line gaming PC and a tall glass of water and a distant memory of summer and piano lessons and four 20mg edibles and a sword that hungers for human blood and a well socialized tuxedo cat and a sushi dinner and a leather jacket and a power nap and a single beautiful rod of depleted uranium and regular estradiol injections and a typewritten sheet of paper bearing the solution to the hard problem of consciousness and nipple clamps and a lobotomy and a gun and another coffee can't fix