Rose Thorne(She/Her)

This isn’t a cave, it’s an alcove.

I still want one, but have already accepted I’d never be allowed to use it because of cats.

They have human hands because flippers pose a difficult problem when trying to choke a motherfucker out.

Wait, Hollywood?

You mean I didn’t have to duel my girlfriend on a high mountaintop and then spend a month surviving together after our allies abandoned us? Like, we thought that’s how you start dating.

Fuck.

Because I have seen people in real life with this anxiety:

99% of us in retail give no fucks. You’re one of the hundreds, if not thousands, of faces we might see in a day. Your purchasing habits, your kinks, your personality quirks, need to be super weird/memorable for you to even begin being recognizable.

You making a thing out of it makes it stand out more than just letting it pass. You might get a smile or a giggle in the moment, but within 5 minutes you’re just some stranger who came through the line.

If they actually pull the trigger? Sure.

I remember damn near 10 years ago sitting in a conference room hearing about how in 2 years, we’d be making the electric ID van in the States. Then it was 4 years, we’re building a mirror plant in 4 years, making electric Passats, with Atlas’ to follow.

I know people are just dying to get in, but have you seen the public transit? Train crashes happen at least once a week. And what’s with the locals? Everyone I meet on the streets looks pale as a corpse, shambling around, and going feral over every piece of meat they see.

“It’s a Japanese balloon! Shoot it down!”

“No, it’s Venus.”

“It’s a Roman god, shoot her down!”

Didn’t they have a problem like that before, but with bots? Like, some obscure artists who suddenly started getting massive listening hours by setting up a bot network to just keep repeating?

Mostly, yeah. He’s practically getting to live his dream these days, after going through a pretty long rough patch.

I’m still untangling things, in my own way, but I can also recognize the strides I’ve been able to make with it. It’s taken many a long year to get to the point where even talking about it didn’t leave me shaking in anger or fear, and I consider that a major improvement. Shaking off the last shadows from the monster.

We had a long driveway. I quickly learned how to position myself to be able to see out the window and prepare before being seen.

That was also around the same time I learned how to quickly make a bug-out bag, a bit of cryptography(My dad and I had a code language, just in case), and just how far I can be pushed before physical response is my only response.

There isn’t enough therapy in the world.

My mental association of “light green = mint” immediately makes me turn away from the “green mist”. That sounds like tingling where I don’t want unless using a mint-based soap.

What the actual fuck? Will she be the first to have it done, in that case, if invasions of privacy are suddenly okay? There’s a chance, after all.

Goddammit, Roshi, never again.

What is with the spike in oddball grabs recently? Like, holy shit, Rogue Trooper? I haven’t thought about that in years. Never read the comics, but I have fond memories of the game.

Hope this is a decent adaptation.

Origins is the “best” of the new set, but there are older titles that beat them out if you’re okay with the older graphics. The AC2 trilogy is often considered one of the best, Black Flag is pretty unique and an absolutely fun time.

Wait… “Brand New Day”? REALLY‽

That… That’s just like a Spiderman curse. There’s a deep evil connected to that name. There is no redemption, there is no hope. It took the new Ultimates line to break the One More Day effect, do not invoke it again.

Isn’t that the one where Joey ends up sent into a kind of purgatory and chased by the manifestation of death?

That was probably originally Hell, wasn’t it? They loved sending people straight to Hell in that series. Yami has no chill. You jaywalked? Children’s card game, going to Hell.

We will never start perfect, but even the smallest step forward is another stroke that is the masterpiece of our complete picture.

Do you need to cover a larger area? Spray.

Do you need precision, or to get a hard to reach spot? Stream.

Understanding what we need is the first step of action.

Have you tried shoving something up a species cloaca?

We’d have more dead chicken farmers.