too bad. you signed it. congrats. all the anons (and non-anons) are now your children
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I CAN’T BE A FATHER, COME ON
LOOK AT ME, I’M NOT FATHER MATERIAL.
Hey, this wall tastes like dirt
*gives you a cheese cake*
-cheese cake anon :3
Oh, nice! I haven't had cheesecake in forever. Thanks.
"You cannot save the world, but you might save the man in front of you if you work hard enough."
Gaia. Everything keeps happening so much. If any of you don't want to end up heading to Tommy Turtle Memorial on a stretcher drink some damn water and take care of yourselves.
Breathe
When did you last eat/drink? Was it enough?
How much have you slept today? Did you get 8hrs?
When did you last talk to someone? Were they a friend? Talk to your gaiadamn friends more.
Did you have a shower? Being dirty makes you feel like crap, go do that.
Do you have any plans today? Do you feel ready for them?
Does your space(Room, apt, workspace, etc.) need a tidy? Do that. It'll help.
Have you been sitting for a long time? If so, get up and walk around. Check on your space. Grab some water. Look at nature.
My DMs are open here and on the server, but for Gaia's sake I need you people to want to be better. Butch gets a pass.
Somewhat, yes. I was under the impression that other Shadows had different origins so this is interesting.
How is mechanising the world going to make it more efficient? Is your technology more advanced? Im just saying, with the whole Green situation I find myself leaning away from tech for now. It's not infallible and can't usually think on the spot like people. I mean, think of airplanes. Imagine if the whole world were run by an autopilot. Wouldn't that be rough?
Also a weapon? Butch, honey. You're a person. Being a soldier is a job, you should come first. How can you do a job if you don't take care of yourself. Lyric should be allowing you time to care for yourself, right? If you want to call yourself a weapon, they still need maintenance and care.
Do you remember how you changed your mind about this Lyric person? It all seems very sudden, Butch, you have some of us worried. You guys have a stubborn streak 100 miles long, changing opinions isn't something you are known for.
There's no need to worry about me, I'm doing great, better than ever, actually.
As for how I changed opinions, that's none of your concern.
Let's just say that I remembered my place.
SO. I didn't have any organs stolen in that suspiciously quiet motel kind of place. Back on the road now. Will keep you updated.
Thanks for the invitation by the way, I'll be there as quickly as I can!
No problem -- there'll be a house ready for you when you get here, right near the hospital. Let me know if you need any help finding us! ^-^
You ever bring any sort of camping chair or picnic blanket, or does sitting on grass for a while not bother you? I don't mind it but the weather has to be really dry or I'll start thinking I'm getting my clothes wet.
I like reading too, although history isn't my first choice of genre. Pretend I am for a minute though, any recommendations?
You never answered my question. What do you like?
I enjoy reading, I suppose.
I read any book that draws my attention, lately it's been history books, it's.. interesting to know all that happened while I was in stasis.
I usually sit on the forest outside the facility on my spare time to read. It's relaxing.
Shot through the heart and you're to blame Darling, you give love a bad name
An angel's smile is what you sell You promised me heaven, then put me through hell Chains of love got a hold on me When passion's a prison, you can't break free
Whoa, you're a loaded gun, yeah Oh, there's nowhere to run No one can save me, the damage is done
Shot through the heart and you're to blame You give love a bad name (Bad name) I play my part and you play your game You give love a bad name (Bad name) Yeah, you give love a bad name
Paint your smile on your lips Blood red nails on your fingertips A school boy's dream, you act so shy Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye
Whoa, you're a loaded gun Oh, there's nowhere to run No one can save me, the damage is done
Shot through the heart and you're to blame You give love a bad name (Bad name) I play my part and you play your game You give love a bad name (Bad name) You give love a—
Oh, shot through the heart and you're to blame You give love a bad name I play my part and you play your game You give love a bad name (Bad name)
Shot through the heart and you're to blame You give love a bad name (Bad name) I play my part and you play your game You give love a bad name (Bad name)
You give love You give love, bad name You give love You give love, bad name You give love You give love, bad name You give love You give love, bad name
WHO ARE YOU?