SHAKING AROUND EXCITEDLY. This isnt really important, BUT- you appeared on my feed again and like. I got curious and looked at your ao3 listedn AND!!! YOU!!! YOURE THE WRITER WHO GOT ME INTO NINJASTAR!!!! THAAAAANK YOU!!
>:D YUP! THAT’S ME! You are WELCOME! I’m glad to have gotten you into the Ninjastar ship!! It’s my main OTP and I always get so super happy whenever people enjoy it!!
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Jan 13 - Fixed my computer chair! Replaced the chair lift cylinder; took me a bit longer than expected, but wasn't too bad of a task. It's now both a higher class cylinder (to bear more weight without problem) and a higher seat (because I specifically looked for one that'd give me a few more inches of chair height).
Made mild Italian sausages, mashed potatoes with rosemary and fried onion, and steamed mixed veg for supper.
Jan 14 - Did a little sorting and putting away of stuff.
Made pasta with meat sauce for supper.
Jan 15 - Defrosted the freezer. Nice to once again have a recent idea of just what-all meats are buried in it, and to have them mostly sorted by kind to general locations within the chest freezer.
Just me for supper, so I had chicken fingers and french fries.
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Mistigram: hats off, everyone! Or should I say: hats ON! AdeptApril's #ANSIart calendar of holidays for Storm BBS tipped us off to the fact that today is the observance of National Hat Day, so get yourself to a haberdasher posthaste!
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12. Keep Your Promises
The first thing you see is stars lighting up on the screen-- eleven in total. After a pause, a twelfth one appears, and lights up the rest of the scene-- it's a darkened house, looking like the same one from Last Of Them All. There's a large and detailed picture of that same red-haired woman, sitting at a table with a cup of coffee. The stars have become part of the night sky through the window.
"A prequel? Maybe I just haven't been playing these in the right order?"
The woman looks up, and one pixel changes her sad look into a soft smile. A message box pops up.
["Once I was small and the world was big. There was so much more to learn, so much left to discover."]
["Now the world is smaller than it's ever been. People are closer to each other than ever, yet we always grow more distant."]
aroseahorseboy: great, a video game that complains about millennials using social media
"Watch now she's gonna ask us to follow her on her twitter though I bet"
Glockroach: all right i'll do my vegetables and eat my homework after the stream i promise
["Everything we do, we do for our children. Life is predicated on a promise we make to them for the future."]
HNV: There is a game here, right? Is Redhead Mom just going to talk at us the whole time?
["I need you to make me a promise. Not now, but in the future. Someday soon, it will come. I hope you will remember."]
Glockroach: Come on Bea you're hesitating, you're making a promise to a bunch of pixels, just agree
aroseahorseboy: serious heart to heart talks are not my favorite game genre
"I am, just enjoying the atmosphere.. the suddenly somber atmosphere"
["Do you know what that promise will be?"]
Suddenly a password input screen appears, and strangely cheery music plays over the prompt: WHAT WILL YOU PROMISE?
"What will I promise.. what am I supposed to promise??"
"Guys, any thoughts... I'm a little afraid to open this up but, whatcha think?"
HNV: Yes?
aroseahorseboy: say no
Syrupentine: Maybe type "help"?
On a whim she ends up typing "who are you"
The screen returns to the smiling red-haired woman, and pauses for a second. Her smile fades away and she looks toward the night sky again.
["The future will come someday. I hope you'll make the right promise, when the time comes..."]
The screen fades to black, except for the twelve stars, which wink out one by one.
"But..." she stammers, sitting quietly. "I don't know, did I do the right thing? Was there a right choice to make?"
Glockroach: Dangit Bea ya blew it, i dunno how but now you broke the stars
Llord_Kuruku: Maybe you get a password later?
HNV: Damn, we were joking but there really is an overarcing story here
"So we sort of promised to keep a promise? Okay. I kinda like this lady though, I hope she's like the narrator or something"
aroseahorseboy: redhead mom for game president
Syrupentine: Put her face on your next shirt, Bea! :D
HNV: Well now you HAVE to keep your first promise-- to do all the games!
"I guess, I mean, we can't let her down after that! So I guess it's stay tuned for more Joy Traveler! It seems like you guys are liking it anyway and I'm happy to be adding to the Joy Traveler fandom!"
Baconnaise: I think we're it I'm gonna do some fan art
Syrupentine: Can we be in it? Do you have my beesona
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Jan 14 - Didn’t do anything special, and nothing about the day was at all noteworthy.
Jan 15 - Ooo aaah, I’m doing laundry. Excitement. *Said in the most deadpan voice possible*
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it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.
yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.
it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.
how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.
chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?
how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.
"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.
i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.
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