ur so weird does ur blood taste weird too can i check please please pl
*Sighs and plays with my penus out of boredom *
listening to Tallahassee with my girlfriend and shaking my head through the entirety of "No Children" so she knows I don't feel that way about her
okay so like sinus pressure is logically better than full body feeling like shit, but uhm could anyone go for some trepanning? a cheeky treppy in the evening perhaps?
Making a shitty one-page RPG called Oh Shit It’s the Killer. The premise is simple: you’re a high schooler spending the weekend in the woods with your besties. The Killer is there also. He is trying to the Kill you
I say shitty not to demean the quality of my work but because it’s less an exercise in good game design and more an attempt to induce paranoid internal conflict that turns into murder (in game of course). It has like three mechanics and one of them actively encourages you to murder the other PCs
“What if there was a game about being a genre-savvy slasher protagonist murdering their way to the role of Final Girl?”
“Sounds cool when exactly does the PvP start”
“character creation”
The miserable wizard reading that his favorite spell, “instant painful organ failure IV” has been banned by the council, closing his newspaper and crying softly to himself while a light misting or rain falls outside
*turns to face camera* i told you to stop narrating me motherfucker
me: *brain short circuiting* he's got that.. tthat phallic pussy.... swag..
scientist: *shocks me again*