Oh, I'm Sorry, I Don't Know What Your Talking Abo-

Downloaded a game yesterday not expecting to enjoy it as I normally fail horribly in horror games, but, I'm now stuck in a chokehold of lovecractian body horror and love it.

I promise I will be quick. I'll see you both later.

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You look kinda, more awkward than a second ago, you ok? I'm sorry if my sudden burst of pain alarmed you, I've never got used to the sensation and that. You look a lot different like that, I guess that's why people didn't question you.

Ahhh. Those were some good cartons of ice cream. I’m ready to get back to chatting with your roommates, @atlas539. I’ll rest here on this couch until you’re ready.

Hm. It’s sagging a bit, but I guess that’s to be expected…

A few days ago I decided to stop contact with a friend of mine who was the person I normally talked to about our WIP stories so I'm kinda just marinating in half thunk ideas, so I'm kinda screaming into the void for anyone to want to discuss different story ideas with. DM me if you would prefer to do it privately or send an ask into my ask box so we can discuss it through that instead. If you want I can list some of my current WIP's and if you want we can also work on current ideas or concepts too? I'm sorry if this is coming across as desperate or odd, I'm just kinda hoping for someone to discuss this sort of stuff with.

Why do you have to kill children

More stuff!!! I've been on a role.

So, I was thinking of maybe starting an ask blog on this account, doubling with drawings and stories of course, so do you think I should?

Henry was pacing around the room with an air of dread, he kept asking himself "Why did I go through with this!?" It had been approximately ten minutes since he took his first dose of the formula and he could feel small changes occurring while he scribbled down notes like a lunatic. He felt nauseated while a small warmth dispersed throughout his body, he hadn't anticipated feeling like this when making the liquid, HJ7 as he called it, was the lovechild of his studies that had lasted years, finally brought to life.

The main reason of such studies was man's indulgence in guilty pleasures or more specifically, his own. See, Henry had been languishing in a love-less marriage for a few years but had never had the heart to leave, he still loved his wife and kids, so he couldn't bring himself to tell her. And that's when he had an idea, a ludicrous but brilliant idea, what if he didn't have to feel the guilt for indulging in these pleasures. After sometime he finally made it, he doesn't now how himself but, he did. But he didn't think about the testing part.

So, there he was leaning over the table staring at his own notes trying to comprehend what was there, he felt worried, an odd fuzzy feeling began plaguing his mind, stopping him from thinking straight. He was about to pick up his pencil to continue writing the notes when a sharp, brutal pain hit him, causing him to arch his back in excruciating pain and drop his pencil to the ground.

If anyone would have witnessed these events they would have seen the anguish laced expression as he let out an ear-splitting screech when he dropped to the floor, but would have been much more disturbed a few minutes later when low-pitched erratic laughter was heard in the room.

The man in the room was no longer dear old Henry Emily.

Security breach has only been out, what, 3 days,that doesn't stop me from making

The last one had me in hysterics

OKAY SO WHAT IF SAMMY HAD HIS PROPHET MIND POST INK, AND SOMETIMES IT TALKED INSTEAD OF HIM AND HE ARGUED WITH IT??

Wally: THE EQUIPMENT NO WORK Sammy: SHUT UP IDIOT Sammy: CLEAN Sammy: NOW

Prophet Sammy speaking, looking at whoever hes sitting next to on a plane: WE’RE IN THE MIDDLE OF A DIVORCE! Sammy, angrily hissing: NO WE’RE NOT!!

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Prophet Sammy: *Looking at Daniels who’s literally expecting* AH I SEE YOU BRING BIG BELLY WOMAN Sammy: *Slapping his own face;* SHUT UP!

Daniels is probably confused, amused, and shocked right now XD