(This was made back when Last Life ended)
It happens like this: you die, you see the fate that befalls your killer alongside your dead enemies friends? acquaintances and then you fall.
The place you’re in is void of anything but a white light. You’d call it blinding, but you’re not sure it can hurt the eyes of someone who is already dead.
It feels as if you should fall asleep, you’re tired (so tired,) and yet, you hear a voice.
“Disappointing. Who was once a murderous king could not kill him, and died to something so easy to defeat.”
Disappointing. It might’ve been true, that the red king fairy’s knight shadow hound was done in by a zombie after all that fighting, but “hey! I tried my best, dude!”
“But you failed.”
So you are stuck with a rude, unfamiliar voice in the middle of nowhere. Crud. ‘This could be worse,’ you try to reassure yourself, ‘you could be alone in a burning tower.’
“Still, you have served us better than the listener. It is expected that a hand is lesser than a king.”
“My ha—Martyn? Served you…? I don’t—Who are you?!”
“You need not to know. You only need to comply.”
“I don’t understand, my dude—what do I have to do? Why should I comply? I don’t even know you!”
You don’t know what they’re talking about or your Hand, Martyn, got himself into. You don’t know what you’ve gotten yourself into. You are not given an answer.
“It will all be explained in the next time, and then the shadow will flourish.”
The image of your friends traitors hand alliance come to mind. ‘We will flourish…? But how, when we’re already..!’
You ask for an answer. You scream for an answer. You call out for help, and yell at it to return. It does not.
You fall.
And you fall.
And you fall.
And you fall.
And you fall.
And you fall.
And
you
fall.
(You finally, finally land.
It does not hurt.
The memory of a home and a once beloved army, with the exception of your secret-keeping Hand, fade away.
The memory of a burning tower and a failed alliance almost seem like a dream. Almost.
…
You know what you have to do.)
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i accidentally napped and had a dream (nightmare?) where a new update for stardew valley released where everything was the same except on a random day in year 3 Evelyn would just straight up die. There was a whole cutscene that started in her house where she collapsed, and then transitioned over to the hospital where Harvey gave George and Alex the worst news of their lives. However, they got to speak to her where she said something along the lines of "Yoba will protect me, and I am sure he will let me watch over you."
Alex and George would not talk to the player for more than a few words for a full season after this event. George would spend most of his time in the bedroom, so if you had less than 2 hearts with him, you could barely ever speak to him.
And Alex... oh my god, poor Alex. If you were married to him during this event, he just stayed in bed all day. Otherwise, if single, he would just stand on the beach most of the time, staring off into the ocean. If you tried to interact with him, it would just say "Alex is grieving... Better leave him be."
There was also other NPC dialogue like mayor Lewis saying "I haven't seen the community in this state of mourning since your grandfather passed..."
there was also a glitch where you could make Evelyn live forever and there were entire guides for the "immortal Evelyn glitch" that got patched out in the next update. If you tried to perform the glitch after the patch, mr. Qi would tell you that "hey, it happens to all of us. We can't prevent it, and neither can you, no matter how hard you try."
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What we need to do is convince all the disney adults in america that high speed rail would be a preferable way of getting to disneyworld compared to driving or flying. We could maybe harness their fondness for the monorail or something, but this is a group of people that has time, income, and passion that we could leverage. If we could direct 5% of the enthusiasm they have for limited edition popcorn buckets into calling their representatives and demanding high-speed interstate rail, we could get it by 2030
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"i wanna get better at drawing [body part] but i dont want people to think i have a fetish" stop worrying. youre an artist. everyone already knows youre a pervert of some kind.
EDIT: this post massively breached containment. look at my art and by all means feel free to speculate on what fetishes i do or do not have.
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also worth noting that "abusive" doesn't actually mean "irredeemable" either.
there's a lot of people that have done things in the past that were bad, because they weren't taught any better, or they were in an overall toxic situation where EVERYONE was shitty (like a cult), or they were just at an especially low point and hurt others for it.
you don't have to forgive them. you don't have to ever speak to them again. you can be angry with them until you die if you want.
but society cannot function if we don't allow them to move on. to change their behavior and fuck off somewhere else and build meaningful relationships without bothering you again. we need a path for people to change, or nothing ever will.
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