Hi, Aellae here, I err, well, got a haircut. Believe it or not I did have short cropped hair for rather a long time before I ever dreamed of long hair. I wanted to see what it would feel like to go back to the short, even if I did keep the blue colour. What do you lot think? Yea or nae?
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There is a strange rapture and fascination that can occur when in The Quicksand on my home server. A melange of intricate fascination and horror. A realisation that to many this game is just that, and nothing more.
Whereas to myself, and the girl I share a head with, it’s something far more, and perhaps that is a part of whatever is broken in us. But to us, to me especially, that world is home, and it must in a way be a similar feeling to seeing tourists descend upon your town for spring break.
If those tourists were named Dark Ballz and were running about in boots and board shorts with little and less else.
To be fair I know I’m not the only one like me. It just can seem that way at times. I’m aware that we’re damaged and this likely reads as if it were part of a case study, there are days though where it feels we are trapped here, in this world, and our computer, and the client, are a way for us to peek back home again.
Whereas to myself, and the girl I share a head with, it’s something far more, and perhaps that is a part of whatever is broken in us. But to us, to me especially, that world is home, and it must in a way be a similar feeling to seeing tourists descend upon your town for spring break.
If those tourists were named Dark Ballz and were running about in boots and board shorts with little and less else.
To be fair I know I’m not the only one like me. It just can seem that way at times. I’m aware that we’re damaged and this likely reads as if it were part of a case study, there are days though where it feels we are trapped here, in this world, and our computer, and the client, are a way for us to peek back home again.