Chase

Beat the game first
 
Then cheat.

We stayed until 6 am. We had to be at work at noon.
:)
God only knows
She just turned 27, I'm 24
I see her practically everyday. It went well today. We didn't mention it at all really. She hasn't acted any different. She's always been really flirty and touchy and I reciprocate pretty often anyway. Last night was just me taking advantage of a situation. It could have gone farther if I had pushed it, but I started to feel bad for her husband so I backed off a bit. 

We stayed until 6 am. We had to be at work at noon.
:)
God only knows
She just turned 27, I'm 24
I see her practically everyday. It went well today. We didn't mention it at all really. She hasn't acted any different. She's always been really flirty and touchy and I reciprocate pretty often anyway. Last night was just me taking advantage of a situation. It could have gone farther if I had pushed it, but I started to feel bad for her husband so I backed off a bit. 

We stayed until 6 am. We had to be at work at noon.
:)
God only knows
She just turned 27, I'm 24
I see her practically everyday. It went well today. We didn't mention it at all really. She hasn't acted any different. She's always been really flirty and touchy and I reciprocate pretty often anyway. Last night was just me taking advantage of a situation. It could have gone farther if I had pushed it, but I started to feel bad for her husband so I backed off a bit. 

We stayed until 6 am. We had to be at work at noon.
:)
God only knows
She just turned 27, I'm 24
I see her practically everyday. It went well today. We didn't mention it at all really. She hasn't acted any different. She's always been really flirty and touchy and I reciprocate pretty often anyway. Last night was just me taking advantage of a situation. It could have gone farther if I had pushed it, but I started to feel bad for her husband so I backed off a bit. 

How many extra years will you have to spend in holy fire after death to be purged of this sin?

We decided to drive to Memphis, TN and party. It was her birthday.
This decision might come back to bite me in the ass, though most likely nothing will come of it. Maybe sex.
I dunno, drunkenness has something to do with it I'm sure.

When I decided to start losing weight and being healthier, I basically ate frozen veggies, rice, and baked boneless, skinless chicken breast seasoned in assorted ways for like five months. I lost about 60 lbs, too, which was pretty great. Not so great if you don't like chicken, though!

Quiet dresses that way because she breathes by photosynthesis. She's like a plant. If she wore more clothes she would die from suffocation. 
Also, yes, she is absolutely sexualized and I'm absolutely okay with it. She has nice boobs. That jiggle. 

Yeah, but gotta remember this is after you have quite a bit of bond with her. So she really, really likes you at this point and I think she's trying to be sexy. That little look back is funny and I laugh every time she does it lol. Like "Oh, is my butt in your face? Oopsie..." 

I'll run through the story missions with you. I have to get my other characters leveled up anyway so it's not like I'd be wasting time or anything. It'd be fun.

Let's play Destiny sometime LL

Let's play Destiny sometime LL

Quiet is the literal opposite of her name.
Constantly humming, running past me at blazing speeds, shooting the place up with her loud tranq rounds...gosh. She can be helpful when it all goes to shit, but damn. She usually causes it to go to shit in the first place. At least she has nice boobs.
D.D. on the other hand is so good. Marking anything and everything around me, stunning enemies, doesn't get spotted or alert; he's the best buddy by far. He's such a good boy. SUCH a good boy.

Quiet is the literal opposite of her name.
Constantly humming, running past me at blazing speeds, shooting the place up with her loud tranq rounds...gosh. She can be helpful when it all goes to shit, but damn. She usually causes it to go to shit in the first place. At least she has nice boobs.
D.D. on the other hand is so good. Marking anything and everything around me, stunning enemies, doesn't get spotted or alert; he's the best buddy by far. He's such a good boy. SUCH a good boy.

Yeah, whoever runs it has a great personality and sense of humor. 
Pretty much Sonic, now that I think of it. Like, if you were to roleplay as Sonic the Hedgehog on Twitter, this is how I would imagine you'd do it.

That's everyone.
Human beings 101

Yeah, whoever runs it has a great personality and sense of humor. 
Pretty much Sonic, now that I think of it. Like, if you were to roleplay as Sonic the Hedgehog on Twitter, this is how I would imagine you'd do it.

Oh, almost forgot guys. Many of you guys had questions about the character Guy Targaryen during the game:

How could you kill your own blood, Jon...

How could you kill your own blood, Jon...

i thought it was cool to see what posts got liked, and remembering what i liked before
I guess they're not important I just think they're cool
 

I don't get involved in secret meetings. Anything that is said by me is the truth, as I have sworn.

Eh, I guess Padraig dying alone in a horrible way kind of puts me off the drug scene altogether, even if it's not as dangerous as the stuff he involved himself with. I just don't want to keep company with many people who don't have my fear; it makes me kind of sad. I know that's not you though, but I don't want to feel like I'm going anywhere near the alley he went down.
 
I feel like when you're taking anything damaging (not talking about weed), you're kind of playing in traffic. And it isn't until someone's struck down that the others in the road realise the nature of the game they're playing. You win that game every time you don't die.

I know Padraig would stand up with you against me, and talk down my bias and tell me to think objectively. But nah. I'm happy to be stubborn on this. It's one of the few convictions I have, cemented by grief.

I realise Padraig died nearly 2 years ago, and this is the first time I ever really talked about it since then.

Sorry if this is a bit of a heavy response. My argument doesn't nullify yours, and so you might want to keep up your case. But don't, because I'm not going to change my mind. I've decided for a long time that it would feel like I'd be disrespecting his death to go anywhere near making the same mistake he did. If I'm going to take anything away from his death, to give it any meaning, I'm going to let it be that. You'll only be upsetting us both if you continue to argue this point against me. Think me stubborn, because I am. Argue with anybody else, but not me. I don't think you're making a mistake by lingering at the mouth of the alley, before all the shadows grow dense further in, but I know what goes in there, and I don't want anything to do with it. 
 
 
Forgive me for getting upset, but yeah, don't you dare tell me to puppy off. You have no business telling me what I should believe, or thinking less of me for taking a stance of stubborn ignorance. I'm not opening that door because I know wailing spirits who reside within, and I don't want to listen to them. Don't direct your anger at me, and don't project your image of your enemy onto me either. My stance is not theirs, and I'll thank you to leave me out of your ongoing beef with naysayers.
 
I keep adding onto this, but I'll try and end it here (I didn't). Sorry I'm directing this all at you. This kind of talk just brings up a lot of feelings.
 
 
All of this bullshit about "caffeine is a drug" or "you can get addicted to sex" doesn't mean shit. From my point of view it all seems petty. Part of me feels like you're standing up for the culture which killed my best and oldest friend. I know you don't think of it like that, and I don't really either, when I allow myself to think objectively about it. But puppy logic this once. I'm upset, and there's nothing much in my life I can feel so strongly about. I don't want to let slide something which I feel disrespects my best friend's death. I am not putting up with that at all. So yeah, don't try this shit with me.
 
 
I can try hard all the time, and I do, to try and discuss things fairly; judging things from a fair and measured perspective. But you're not doing that, so why the hell should I grant you that kindness. My discussion is detached; objective and unemotional. My jokes are detached; ironic and noncommittal. For once I'm going to let myself feel through my words, instead of filtering myself out and letting logic dictate my behaviour.