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~In his apartment~
~Tidy enough~
~Just a hint of mess~
~Paul, lounging on the sofa~
Paul lay in a wide splay, with his one leg hooked over the back of the sofa, the other dangling alongside an arm, while he swooned his head over the armrest, forearm over face. Such a decadent thing...
Fallout has a lot of very fun mind squiggles if you apply the SPECIAL system with some tiddlywinks. I was thinking about a trait that rolls your Charisma on a d10 every time you go to sleep -- one day a Tenpenny magnate magnet, and the next as Moriarty's new saloon owner.
any thoughts on valve's (or is it steam's?) new proton 11 beta for ARM?
and the thing with kernel-level ntsync? (i think it's ntsync, might not be. or even kernel-level, for that matter)
not much into tech, so the only thing i know is something about performance gains and such.
i love that one, if only for those brainrot videos of wrapping watermelons with a hundred uuh, i actually forgot the name. i keep thinking band-aid?
oh. rubber bands.
my violence-rotted brain wants to write about evil spider-bat-man doing that to people. just 'tistically wrapping some guy...
I self-reported a couple weeks ago for a rule clarification.
I should have copy-pasted / saved the reply, but I didn't... Is there a place where that message went, somewhere?
In a far away land, in a long ago time, in a place hidden by vale and vista, tomb and ruin, wind and rain, and yet more still...
There is a paradise beyond it all; a magnetism of such attraction, that those who beheld it could only summon the will to call it -- the Creation Club.
I suppose I should ask, and this seems like a good place.
If I want to write a lambasting fiction with Emil Pagliarulo and Vin Diesel into Elden Ring, does that cross any legal lines on QQ?
No smut. Just gratuitous violence. Actually, there will be off-screen smut, but such will all be...
~Near closing time~
~Chani, bent over her pocket book~
~Leto, tapping fingers to a song only he can hear~
~Paul, still winding down his frayed nerves~
Paul traced the rim of his mug with his index finger, suspecting fully the porcelain was paper just that day ago. Leto was probably...
~Who do we have?~
~Feyd-Rautha?~
~Hedley Tuek?~
~Chani?~
A single clap. One moment, Paul had been staring at the gargantuan form of some Hedley Tuek, another unannounced patron to Air A Kiss Coffee. The next? Paul stared down at a porcelain mug warming his palms... Wafts of...
~Lap wet~
~Coffee stains spreading~
~Hot as shit~
~Paul, also hot as shit~
It was painful silence which dominated the parlor of Air A Kiss Coffee. Only the heated warmth in his lap reminded Paul that else existed, because all he saw at the moment, were the magnetic eyes of his...