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Location: Fort Frolic, Rapture
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>>24457200
>And so it went and goes, the Streetlamp fairy ending up in the atrium of Fort Frolic >>24457191. Hopefully she would make do and be okay, Doomguy waving her off as she departed.
(Thanks for playing, was good stuff!)
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>>24457207
>Any time. Hope I greased your gears good for Slayer-stuff.
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cool thread
>>24457198
can't believe you image sniped me
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>>24457568
Hey furfuck, Sam doesn't seem to respond. I need you to confirm something for me. I bet you'll love this.
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>>24457683
Well I could beef ya forever but I really don't like being here.
It's simple..
Anon came by my threads a few weeks ago and urged me to go into the threads because
>sam is typefucking seej
I just wanna know if that is true.. as in.. did Sam betray me or not?
That's all I need.. then I'll take my leave.
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>>24457695
Just answer my question.. can u not do that?
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>>24457705
Yes or no?
Did Sam betray me for you?
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>>24457719
Yes or No.
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>>24457734
So you can't even answer a simple question?
I haven't been able to get a hold of sam in a long time..
I just wanna know if he decided to be friends with you instead of me.
Is it so hard to give me an answer?
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https://youtu.be/cDM1L1rcNeA?si=nL8SnkyrKmqQSw0P
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>>24457191
>Kopaka's visor narrows as he scans the art-deco corridors, frost creeping along the floor beneath his feet.
This place... damp. Twisted. The air smells of brine and rust, nothing living. I sense no Matoran here—only broken machines and echoes of madness.
>He raises his shield, a thin layer of ice forming along its edge. His Akaku continues to scan the rustic corridors.
This place is flawed. Water and metal do not mix—and the air reeks of decay, not salt. I wonder... if this had always been this way.
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>>24458592
Nah, I can easily do it on mobile, I like my rp 《Fancy》
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>>24459152
...How did i mislink that lel
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>>24460267
Daddy buck fuck reporting
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>>24460267
Lofia
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>>24457191
>"Where the best and brightest celebrate success." That was the promise that drew the masses to Fort Frolic back in its heyday. It was the Vegas below the waves, a den of vices disguised behind a mask of "class" and "high art." Today, it was a ghost town. And the ghosts were hungry.
>It felt like the shroud of shadows was pinpricked by the bright neon lights of the Fort; the inky darkness that blurred the Writer's vision was slowly peeled away by the advertisements beckoning him towards businesses that have long sat dormant, dead, picked over by vultures until only the bones remained.
What is this place... it feels like a shopping mall.
>The beam of light from the Writer's flashlight scoured the walls, slowly working its way up to the curved glass ceiling. He squinted, trying to see if he could recognize the buildings outside, to work out what city he was in. He was quickly dissuaded of that idea when a whale came into view, calmly wading in between the towers outside. The sight of it made him jump.
Jesus-!
>At least now he knew he wasn't in a lake.
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>>24461865
>https://youtu.be/k0QsHKH77MI?si=8_wxOOyRaHkR2a1G
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>>24461865
>Guh.
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>>24461865
>https://youtu.be/e1l40SUGabg?si=-KaNOs3wdlb9dR85
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>>24462243
>Give it to me.
>That...thing, your...BLUE.
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>>24462246
>Not for whatever sickly tone that is.
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>>24462252
>Tarnished gold.
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>>24462119
https://youtu.be/0BDad24djOY?si=RBD5DSrwSWfRKxl9
>>24462243
>Blue
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>>24462297
>Oh no an actual reply--
>*Ahem*
>...
>I'm going to go with... R.
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>>24462386
Bet. Here a pillow
Have a good night
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>>24462409
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>https://youtu.be/yf83EyzQySk?si=dVir9ezOKd7NQEHr&t=50
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>>24462246
gael...
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>>24461865
>Rolling for colour.
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>>24461865
>What's up HG?
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>>24461865
>I have returned.
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>>24466333
Yeon
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>>24466333
Falling asleep Ruriko
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>>24466333
Luchador Loona
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>>24466333
Typhon Anthrophantasmus
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>>24466333
Luna Child
>If duped, replace second Luna Child with Riran Youkyu!
>https://files.catbox.moe/7bmsj8.png
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>>24466333
Mymy
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>>24466333
The Wall
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>>24466333
Furtive Fumo
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>>24466333
Alan Wake
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>>24466333
Mr. Landlord
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>>24466333
Dr. House
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>>24466333
Hollywood Hiro
>Nice trips btw
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>>24466333
Kirby
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>>24466333
A Fiend
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>>24466333
King Harlaus
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>>24466566
Hiiiii~!
>So says the Destroyer of Worlds.
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>>24466566
"I'm getting the shakes. I need something to take the edge off."
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>>24466566
>Within the quiet corners of these fighting field, a mysterious funky shape patiently dwells.
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>>24466566
Ouch time...
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>>24466566
A time to laugh, a time to kill~
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>>24466566
'Sup, G'.
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>>24466583
>Trotting off, trotting off...
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>>24466583
"Damn, I think I got some bad shit..."
>Never thought an edible would be what finally did him in.
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>>24466583
No Doctor can House this excitement!
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>>24466583
This ain't no way to treat a lady-
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I-41y1WyGjI
>Ririan didn't know how to swim, or take off from a drowning position!
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>>24466592
It had to happen Hiro, some day you will understand
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>>24466592
>Look at 'em.
>Just goobers being goobers.
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>>24466583
>Fairies were foot mobile.
>>24466592
>Against their better judgement.
Haugh!?
>Luna Child would trip onto the tracks seconds before becoming one with them, leaving her distinctive crescent wings scattered against their length.
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>>24466583
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=etEOUhHim64
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>>24466603
Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!
>Out of sight, out of mind, out of...everything.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vjMCbtV4NBs
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>>24466592
>Catch.
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>>24466617
>Frick.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ok7Tb9kru2Y
>Customs strikes again.
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>>24466566
Let's do this!
>>24466583
Name a more badass entrance... I'll wait.
>>24466592
AHHH! NOOOO! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME LOONA?!
>>24466598
WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO UNDERSTAND FROM THAT?!
>>24466603
Damn dirty rats...
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>>24466603
Guess this is a sign I should clean my toilets better lol
>>24466645
Sorry Hiro-Chan
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>>24466566
>The Writer slowly emerged from the fog, the smell of sea salt and old blood clung to his old suit. The eye of the flashlight in his hand carved through the surrounding haze, revealing figures in the distance of various shapes and sizes...
>>24466583
>One such figure was already upon him.
YO-!
>The Writer's body reacted before his brain, and his flashlight swung, clubbing firm against the head of the shape beside him. The shadow of a body fell off the wooden dock they were apparently standing on, and it fell flush into the water below. He tried to look at the thing he had just killed with the light, but the body was already gone, sinking into the inky darkness below.
Hh. Great. Just great. I guess this means another fight is starting... at least, I hope that's what this is...
>>24466592
>Wake can't remember the last time he used a computer. He can't remember the last time he sent an email. But through The Story, all things are possible... almost all things.
I can only hope this is ends up helping me...
>>24466603
GET-- OFF OF ME!
>Wake scrambled, panicked, clawed, and swung his arms to get the child away from him. He wasn't trying to kill her, just to make distance. She looked like a normal little girl, but she had powers the Writer didn't understand. If it weren't for the overflowing water, Wake might have been the unlucky one here.
>Instead, he just fell backwards and watched as the blur of pink and yellow got swallowed by the raging waters.
Ah! Christ! No--!
>If this was the path to victory, it didn't feel like one...
>>24466636
Pro- promotion? But, wait, I don't even know who I'm working for. Or what job I even have!
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>>24466670
>Thank you.
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>>24466670
Congratulations to the victor, thank you.
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>>24466670
>Pretty neat.
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>>24466670
>Thanks.
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>>24466670
GG everyone, thank you Ana for hosting and congrats to Alan Wake!
>>24466659
You big meanie...
>Hiro sobs
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>>24466664
>>24466670
Poi!
>gratzysasuga
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>>24466649
>Another fight. Another chasm. Another gaping maw of death below them. This story was getting repetitive, but Wake didn't care.
>This creature was fast, unnatural, unpredictable. But Wake knew enough, knew that it couldn't see through the beam of his flashlight. He squeezed the handle of the light, willing the beam to grow brighter... and in the following moment of hesitation, Wake shoulder-tackled the strange creature off the ledge; stumbled to the ground, watched the blue limbs flail wildly until the body of the creature disappeared into the dark.
How many more... how many more do I have to kill...?
>>24466664
>Fortunately for the writer, the bloodshed had ended. He stood up and walked away from the abyss, away into the mists of the Arena. He emerged moments later in an expanse of wilderness that didn't match the one he had just left.
>He was alone, just for a moment. The Survivor. The Winner. The Champion. The Writer sighed.
Holy shit...
>And then?
>>24466670
>More shapes emerged in the distance. Familiar shapes now. Shapes of the dead, brought back? Like him? Like the Dark Place? He didn't give himself time to wonder.
Better get out of here before anyone feels like getting even...
>Alan Wake didn't give himself time to celebrate his survival. Instead, he turned and hurried away, hurried back into the mists around the Arena.
>The air around him slowly changed again, slowly regained that smell of sea salt, and of old blood and bodies. A bellowing groan of a beast echoed in his ears... followed by the sounds of a child, laughing...
>Thanks or hostingggg.
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>>24466664
Congratulations.
>>24466670
And thank you.
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>>24466676
>>24466678
>24466684
>24466687
>24466694
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>24466705
>In the Bionicle's words; RP & post what you're listening to, do whatever.
>Thanks for playing.
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>>24461230
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rG5RtLikC7k
>Linger upon the glass ceiling, and the wandered would begin to see things swimming behind the glass. Things that weren't so fishy...
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>>24466734
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CVqi7kJ_fdQ
>The Writer gasped for a breath. How long had he been standing here? Watching the ceiling, the ocean beyond? Seconds? Hours? He couldn't tell. All he knew was that something felt wrong. Like an itch, a whisper, grazing against the back of his mind. Warning him of something before he saw it.
>... Though what he saw was far from what he would have normally expected.
What the hell...?
>The Flashlight's beam could only do so much from roughly two stories away. The glow of the city lights beyond helped illuminate the sea, but he could only see so much of the strange shapes brushing past the glass.
>Just as instinctively as he had felt the disturbance in the very air, Wake's grip tightened around the flashlight, like he was willing the actual light to glow brighter, to give him a better view of the strange face looking back down at him.
>A face that was becoming familiar...
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>>24466674
Anon <3
>>24466687
>Pats the cute Playre2
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>>24466757
>Within these ruins of this deep undersea metropolis, schools of stroking blue shapes were illuminated to reveal what appeared to be little dollies of soft materials, unbothered by the soaking nor pressure as they gently kept formation through the murky depths, stroking a combination of stubby, extremity-free arms and almost unnoticeable transparent wings.
>On example would land upon the ceiling overhead, peering down unto Wake to lock its embroidered eyes with an unchanging expression of mirth.
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>>24466759
Thanks for the pats.
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>>24466767
>When the beam of the flashlight clearly passed over one of the shapes, the Writer jerked back a little. The sight of it was drastically different enough from the rest of the environment that the contrast alone made it unsettling.
It's... that face again?
>It took a minute of staring up at the felt face, the face staring back at him, for the memories of that expression to peer through the shadows hanging over his memories.
>He's seen it before, the face of that slug; it left him with a question.
Why that face? Why these... toys? And why do they keep following me?
>The ghost scent of pineapples wafted past the Writer's nose as he muttered in the empty Fort.
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>>24466823
>The haunting undersea spectacle continued, the doll continuing to stare holes into his soul...
>Perchance, the writer still had that slug on his person?
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>>24466850
>That slug... It wouldn't make sense for him to have kept it, would it? It was some weird, creepy-looking toy. Utterly useless to the Writer. If this story had any sense of realism, it would have been long gone...
>But this wasn't a world where grounded stories existed. It was a world, not quite like his Dark Prison, but still touched by a similar force. A similar spark, a spark of something that made these stories more... malleable.
>Before it was even a conscious thought in his mind, the Writer was already reaching with his free hand into the messenger bag hanging over his shoulder, brushing past the Angel lamp and the page he had found. He was expecting to be met with nothing.
>Instead, he felt the felt hidden within. His eyes widened with surprise, and he pulled the object out into the neon light.
I thought I had...?
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>>24466876
>A tidy writer kept a list of cliff notes handy; the hand fell upon something woven of soft felt, withdrawing a rolled-up shell attached to a familiar feature. The toy emerged, sharing its face with the being staring down on Wake from the deep.
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>>24466894
>Holding it by its blue shell, Wake held the object up to his face, his eyes meeting the unblinking blue voids of its own. The smug grin it wore stood in stark contrast to his disheveled, rain-soaked appearance.
...
>He didn't know what he was doing. His instincts told him there was some puzzle here, but he had no hope of actually solving it.
>The flashlight flicked up at the glass ceiling again, illuminating the face of the more human-shaped doll that floated there in the green-tinted water. It was odd how it stayed there, unmoved by any currents, but Wake didn't think to notice that aspect.
Is this your friend?
>He asked aloud as if either doll would answer, and held it up so that they both could 'look' at each other. He gave the slug a little shake, waiting for a response that wouldn't come.
>Even though he was free of his Prison, the fog over his memories still clouded his thoughts. And what he did remember, he didn't know enough about to put it together. To put it together, to remember that the toy in his hand was isolated. Alone. Different.
>The toy he held was from before, from the prior reality, before the collapse and subsequent rebirth. Did that mean anything? Did the toy he held have a different 'energy' from the ones outside these city walls? He wouldn't know how to ask even if he did remember. There was too much more to worry about than the meaning behind these strange toys.
>But the fact that he keeps seeing them is enough to make him curious.
If only I could find someone who could talk... or someone who didn't want to kill me on sight. Maybe they would know more about these weird little things.
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>>24466929
>Upon his next time taking his eyes off the doll outside, subsequent viewings would reveal it to had vanished in an instant, alongside all of its schooling peers. All he would be left with was the plush still at hand, outwardly satisfied by the fact it remained an inanimate stuffed...animal? Was that the right thing to call it?
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>>24466957
Tch-!
>Just as it had unnerved him when he first spotted them, so had the sudden disappearance of the toys left Wake reeling with instinctive panic. He was particularly used to things disappearing without a trace right before his eyes. It was what happened next that made him worry. The feeling that something was about to jump out at him.
>The flashlight, its beam jittering from the way his hands suddenly shook, flashed from the ceiling to the hallways around him, the darkened, dampened hallways of Fort Frolic. The Writer didn't know how lucky he was to still be breathing, considering his surroundings...
Hhh... great. That wasn't creepy at all...
>Wake took a breath, centered himself, told himself that the Dark Presence couldn't get him here. For a second, he almost believed it.
>Then, he looked back at the smug face of the animal-human hybrid in his hand.
Did your friends up there leave because of me... or because of you?
>Wake stared again, waiting for an answer. It wouldn't surprise him, not for long. He'd seen weirder. He had caused weirder.
... Right.
>When no response came, he sighed again. He spared one last quick look at the ocean beyond this room, then, slowly, started to move. Somewhere. Anywhere. He didn't know, but he figured standing in this one spot all day wasn't going to help much.
Maybe if we find more of your friends, they can show me the way back home. That would be something, wouldn't it? Maybe they've even seen the Clicker...
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>>24466992
>If nothing else, the doll offered a strong face in these trying times, utterly unmoved by the events occurring around them as he resumed wandering these hallowed halls of commerce.
>Smells of plaster and electrocuted dust accompanied the local establishments, the latter occasionally signified by sparks leaking from signage in a state of advanced long-disrepair at his proximity.
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>>24467030
>The Writer had found himself flung from the depths of a lake that wasn't a lake, into an ocean where luxury and self-satisfaction were put above all else. In both these places, his survival is far from guaranteed. But at least here, in the shroud of this new world, he has a small, strange little thing with a strange little smile to keep him company.
>A smile that would persist even if he was torn apart about drug-maddened survivors and Frankenstein-like guardians of the deep, no doubt...
>Eventually we'll have Alan unravel the mystery of the fumo, I'm sure of it. That or he'll end up dead somewhere along the way. But that hasn't stopped him before, so I wouldn't worry about it.
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>>24461865
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nEQUSBrH8r0
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free
https://www.gog.com/en/game/remothered_broken_porcelain
https://store.steampowered.com/app/633360/Remothered_Tormented_Fathers /
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>>24469707
>huggggg
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>>24469923
>Hugsssssss
>Slaps your ass
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>>24469926
damn~ are you gonna take me out to dinner now <3
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>>24469946
Yes, you're gonna get cock for dinner.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3DoxSUNlQHI
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https://youtu.be/JqioXUcHClY?si=YFnBmzQwEp6-ZVzq