text | day 008 | HE412T
While I did anticipate finding myself in a brave new world upon stepping through that door, this isn't exactly what I was expecting.
Nor is this the company I was expecting to have.
I've been hearing a whole lot of strangers' voices coming out of this ancient piece of shit, and a notable lack of any familiar ones.
I also find myself somehow bereft of a number of items and abilities I should have had, many of which would have been pretty handy in what seems like a deserted island situation.
The rational question to ask here would be "what the fuck".
But just from eavesdropping on a few of y'all's conversations, it doesn't seem like anyone actually has the answer to that question.
So I'll skip the useless panic and confusion and whatnot and instead just ask:
Who was poking me and ran off before I fully woke up?
Fess up.
Nor is this the company I was expecting to have.
I've been hearing a whole lot of strangers' voices coming out of this ancient piece of shit, and a notable lack of any familiar ones.
I also find myself somehow bereft of a number of items and abilities I should have had, many of which would have been pretty handy in what seems like a deserted island situation.
The rational question to ask here would be "what the fuck".
But just from eavesdropping on a few of y'all's conversations, it doesn't seem like anyone actually has the answer to that question.
So I'll skip the useless panic and confusion and whatnot and instead just ask:
Who was poking me and ran off before I fully woke up?
Fess up.
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yeah please don't experiment with mortality
so you've got powers. any logical way they might be suppressed? or is this slow-mo nightmare level weird?
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I talked to a non-human shapeshifter last night who's stuck in human form. no explanation, but it's a pattern.
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It's kind of anthropocentric.
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honestly after day 1 it gets tiring trying to convince people you aren't crazy and neither are they
but I haven't seen any of you people and none of us trusts anyone else so we could all be a bunch of tiny pink elephants trying to blend in
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[ He's referencing, ofc, how sick and green around the gills he was when he and Jet met up in the foothills. ]
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how do I know he isn't a purple emu?
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What is a fursona?
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Do you really want to know?
I'm down to explain but this might turn into a whole fucking lecture on niche subcultures and I've got some footprints I could be tracking right now.
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Furries are people who're interested in anthropomorphic animals, usually through the mediums of art or elaborate mascot-esque costumes called fursuits.
It's not always a sexual thing, but there's a strong enough association that furries are frequently the subject of derision by other corners of the internet.
Fursonas are their anthro animal personas.
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Fursonas have sex with animals!??? What kind of sick shit are you into, man?
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Being plunged straight into fursuit territory might be a bit much.
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