That’s because the answer is in the first chapter of my published book, on the Tapas app, available for free
“FAITH” horror game playthrough on Saturday, 21st of October
As part of the spooky festivities, a playthrough of the retro-style horror game FAITH will be commencing in Ain’s room! The setting: A priest returns to his home town, where an exorcism has gone horribly wrong.
The stream will start at 9PM PST / 11PM CST / 12PM EST, but will be OPEN 30 mins prior as the host sets up and people get settled in!
Link to rabbit room: http://rabb.it/AinIndividual
Hope to see you all there!
A nice Halloween engagement courtesy of @fraternitatem-vigilantibus-nocte, the social club for insomniacs.
I say, talk it out. If this person is a friend, then you should try to make peace. If they truly do care for you in a real, selfless way, they will do the same. However, do not let yourself be shamed into “giving it a try”. No means no. If they care for you, they will say “so be it” and while caring for you, never try to pressure you. If they display the manipulative technique of trying to talk you into it, that is a warning sign, and it may mean they’re not as real a friend to you as you believe.
The conversation may be uncomfortable, but it should be had. Once had, the vector of your relationship is their doing and not yours.
Perhaps my reads can contribute to this.
Monster Facts, part 2
I don’t use shampoo.
Think about it.
No. I use google translate for it.
For an understanding of the languages I speak, see my website: the entry called “Monstrous FAQ – History”
I do, however, know Turkish food, which is…LOVELY.
I take that as a compliment.
Which by the way, is different from the word “complEment” which is something that ties into or augments the original in a set. In colors, referred to as the color opposite the wheel which “sets off” the opposing color through contrast. I.e. green and red, yellow and purple.
Concept: an immortal who doesn’t shy away from photos or paintings. Draws self portraits on cave walls. Photobombs everything with a pout and a suave pose. Commissions numerous portraits of themself as a literary Romantic before faking their death. Tries to be at least slightly famous every time they have a new identity. Creates a conspiracy blog linking all their past photos together before mysteriously disappearing in mysterious circumstances. Mysteriously. Usually only disappears for 10 to 20 years after “"dying”“ before making another appearance. Everyone else in the immortal community lowkey hates them. “Ah, fuck. You’ll never guess who’s resurfaced again.” “Fucking… Dave?” “Fucking Dave.”
Now I can reblog this
This is why I don’t provide photos. It always returns to haunt you.