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It's a horrible day on the Internet, and you are a lovely geuse.

Adult - Plants-liking queer menace - Front-desk worker of a plural system - Unapologetic low-effort poster

✨ Cohost's #1 Sunkern Fan(tm) ✨

[Extended About]

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Three pixel stamps: a breaking chain icon in trans colors against a red background, an image of someone being booted out reading "This user is UNWELCOME at the university", and a darkened lamppost.(fallen london stamps by @vagorsol)



This time, it begins in an apartment complex. It's old and somewhat run-down, and sometimes we're short on the essentials, but all the residents look after each other, and my life is full of love.

Then, one day, the power goes out in the middle of winter. Someone's stolen our wires, or... something. Either way, I can't just let my community freeze to death, so I set out to get them back. Along the way, I meet and befriend a colorful cast of characters, and tell them of my plight. When I confront the villain behind the thefts, I am overpowered - but my friends rush in and save the day.

We restore electricity to the apartment complex, but my thirst for adventure is not satisfied. I continue to travel, meeting more friends, helping more people. I grow strong enough to conquer dungeons and defeat villains. All the pieces of my journey begin falling into place - I am to make for the highest mountain, where I will find and awaken the sleeping creator god.

It is a grueling, lonely ascent. But though my friends cannot come with me, my memories of them give me the strength to continue. Using everything I've learned, I make it to the peak, and I call out to the god of the world I've come to love so much.

Suddenly, I'm floating high above the world. The cities, the forests, the mountain, everything - they vanish, leaving only a blank, grassy field with a tall, lonely tree in the center.

I feel a presence emanating from the tree, and I descend. A voice rumbles gently from its boughs, and I know, instinctively, that I am standing before the god who I came to awaken.

They say, "Even though it was all a dream, thank you for helping them. For caring about them."

From far away, my alarm begins to ring. The vision scatters into blackness. And I awaken from my dream, speechless.

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(yes, this was my actual dream last night. what a way for our brain to commemorate Link's Awakening being babby's second ever video game)


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