Rose Thorne(She/Her)

The froyo contains potassium benzoate.

Only French, and only with consent.

When they want to make your very existence a risk to your safety, you get casual about it. :3

What I’m taking from this is to involve more a-ha into my relationships. This is doable.

The upper head looks so done with this shit. That was not a naturally born centaur with a face-ass. That’s the horrible result of magic gone wrong.

How long has he been forced to play? How long must this go on? Why did the droopy one have to come to this show? They broke up, it just wasn’t working, why does she still show up every time?

For anyone curious, LGR did a video on these! Might give a bit of an extra visual to the end product.

Shit, you get a house in the south, a Paula Deen cookbook appears if you don’t already own one.

A pound of butter is just part of one meal. And then there’s dessert. These people eat so much goddamn buttercake. I have had customers tell me they put butter on our pound cakes. Just straight butter.

But without the Rouge, how will all the worlds gems become mine?

-The one sane F.A.T.A.L player.

YES, AND YOU’RE NEXT!

ALWAYS SACRIFICE THE ROGUE, NEVER THE CLERIC! WHY DID YOU PULL THE LEVER‽

It works.

No one complained about railroading again after I made an example.

How hardcore do they take that? Can I have a moment to make a plan with the snipers, some sort of “They are the source of stress” marker I can put on someone?

But they don’t wanna miss a thing.

We also take flower names.

It’s not any better over here, if too many of us gather we combine into a rosebush against our wills.

I ain’t me until I’ve had 12CC of Bavarian pushed straight into my veins.

This is a really interesting question. In my opinion, absolutely yes. It’s a piece of someone’s hobby, a passion large or small. A time capsule of things that made someone happy.

Beyond that, in cases like the authors friends love of Sea of Thieves, it can show a bit of the community they sought, the people they interacted with. A small tendril of ourselves, reaching out and entwining with others.

And, for those who maybe only knew the person online, never had the chance or want for an in-person meetup, it’s a place to mourn. A digital marker of a life once lived, a finished book of memories. The games themselves may come and go, but the traces they left will be there, captured in achievements and screenshots, to be shared as long as a copy exists.

It took months of therapy for the ring to build its self-confidence back up.

I swear it’s a secret challenge no one in the industry wants to admit to, out of fear of brutal execution.

“Yeah, you got it once, but if you can’t get it twice, you’re not my user”.

Just remember, if it’s ever Paulie Shore, you have 30 minutes to escape.

You’ll know you’re running out of time when the “u” starts going up in pitch.

Goddammit, someone bought Ironmouse a car.

She can’t even use it!