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I don't understand the hate for Star Wars Outlaws. You can pet so many little guys!!

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Back to Tumblr I go to scream into the void since everything else is awful.

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Give it to me Miyazaki style señor Gaiman I’m waiting

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#Sick and twisted that Aziraphale immediately grabbed Crowley

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friends i have perished i am deceased

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OC Fallout 76 raider character's tumblr

Do you remember when the bombs fell? Were you old enough? Did you see the flash, feel the impact in your teeth?

It's hard, now, to remember things before. I'm pretty sure the sun is even different now, somehow.

I dunno. Sometimes the quiet makes me remember things. I don't like that.

I'm not from here. These mountains are old, ancient. I'm from the south and I clawed my way out of the swamp and mud to be here. Maybe I don't belong hete but who really does. We were given a second chance after the bombs. I think that maybe this place is for that; second chances, redemption. Maybe none of it matters. I guess I'll see.

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I have a side tumblr for my RDO OC!

The storm came down from the mountain and spread over the Heartlands with all the ancient rage of some god no one remembers; flashing lightening and shaking the land with low thunder that rattled around for too long. The small shack had wood walls and more space than wood and now more rain than space. It was wet and Indra was miserable. She clutched the blanket tight about her shoulders, soggy hat low over her eyes. The man next to her grinned. "It's solid. It's solid."

They were young; late teens thinking they were adults already and thus immortal.

"And if he kills us? She asked cutting her eyes to him but knowing already what he would say.

"He won't. He'll love us. It's a solid plan."

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Meat week!

First meat week and I had fun. I got the pepper shaker plan and the ducks. What more could I ask for?

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Holy heck did I neglect this!

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I should have, well, it’s a bit late for regrets. There’s a whole lot I should have done and even more I shouldn’t have done. But I suppose every man has enough regrets as to let him die happy. Just hope I did some good once I learnt to see the world for what it was.

Happy Birthday Arthur Morgan, June 22nd, 1863

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Accomplished.

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Just a ghoul having an existential crisis.

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Friendly, Andiche, and Cosca

"What, for pity's sake? I am trying to philosophise!"

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He raised Moveer's flask and wet his lips, just a little.

I am not OK.

I am not OK.

I am not OK.