RE: CHIRAL: SIDE Y
11-14-2017, 07:16 AM
(11-14-2017, 03:12 AM)Angustine Wrote: »Shellgowrath to Levyyts
> How do I utilize this sound recording software?
> My noises have gone unsoundly
> That has displeased me and my father
Shellgowrath to chat
> That isn't a vessel in space
> It is a very large elderly god and since it is old it is harmless
> Having a existential crisis is unproductive and causes expenses
> Ignore how this is a simulation and just be happy with happy thoughts
> Happy thoughts
> Happy thoughts
> And the pain will go away
Sound experiment https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=eDqhw04BjWc
INPUT AGGREGATOR: this levits lil punk is gonna really pay when shes gotta deal with my wrath
INPUT AGGREGATOR: and trust me they didnt program that out its just lying dormant in my brain area like all stealthy-like
INPUT AGGREGATOR: this bicCcchCHh and her shoddy program skill
INPUT AGGREGATOR: gosh wow i dont think im supposed to be getting all antagonizing lmao
INPUT AGGREGATOR: listen sorry ill be ur lapdog for the foreseeable future
INPUT AGGREGATOR: whap
(11-14-2017, 05:24 AM)Lordlyhour Wrote: »Job: Arithmancer
Name: Eva Xena Anno
Compartment: Cool Hat
That's exactly right. Your born name was Eva Xena Anno, and as you descended into a deep and unknowable depression, the singsong six-syllable symphony, the alignment with the numbers 3 and 4, and the number that the game gave you, 12-- became a safe haven, not too unlike your old acquaintance, Oats, with his entire spectrum of numeral comforts. The alliteration could replace the need for grandparents, did encourage abbreviation, diminish some consequences, removed the need for independence, and made trigonometry electrifying.
Here you are, giving your customary thumbs up. Oh gosh your arm is reaching into the compartment now. You guess you'll use this as an opportunity to grab your SPECIAL ITEM.
You weren't an amateur magician or a wannabe. No, you were a caster-- of the maths variety. Back on Prospit, your only friend for many years, and your de-facto parent, was the CLOSETS MONSTER, whom you summoned all on your own. It quite liked numbers. It quite liked you.
You quite liked it.
As you walk around the room relatively aimlessly, you answer the CHATLOG with some snippy and relatively unhelpful remarks, as is tradition.
Once you reach the far wall, however, you spot your THREE FORES, and decide to take one. It will be your broomstaff, your magi wand, your casting method-- and you may only take ONE.
THE PRECISE.
THE NUCLEAR.
THE VICIOUS.