*posts The Worst Shit Youve Ever Seen* Oh The Gays Are Going To Love This 

Dungeon Meshi...AH! Dungeon Meshi!

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thinking abt this silly sponge // dont repost

okay i’m awake time to write for my silly little phone spiders

dumb and dumber

Volume 1 Chapter 3 is live and alive!

Chapter 3 is finally here and it's the biggest update yet!

This update contains ~85k additional words (including code) worth of fluff and slice-of-life, bringing the average playthrough up to ~60k words!

To celebrate, there will be a ⭐ 30% Bonus EXP Event for the first week of release!

You can play the new update here!

🌈 CHAPTER 3 UPDATE HIGHLIGHTS:

• Volume 1, Chapter 3 (Home Bittersweet Home) is now complete! • 24 New Secrets to discover, 8 New Character Traits, 4 New Trinkets to collect, 2 New Quests to complete, and 1 New Song to sing-along! • You can now choose Paddy's and your twin's gender! • Aunt Julie and Uncle Robert's introduction! • Meet your pet cat or dog! • Name you and your twin's stuffed toys! • Even more customization options! • Get ready for Roselyna's birthday party! • Sneak peek of Chapter 4! • New art and updated stat notification graphics! • Roselyna is now more huggable than ever!

The full change log can be found by selecting "What’s New?” in the start menu. It's way too long to list here!

that one card story where they make gyoza

okay but here's the thing I can't shut up about. they would have been these people anyway!!!! tai did everything she said she was going to. jeff reminds shauna "secrets have always been a part of us." lottie has struggled with her mental health since childhood. shaunajackie fallout was always going to be nuclear whether it happened in the woods or at college. if van and natalie weren't stuck in the woods they'd be stuck with their parents or what was left of them. and everybody knows misty was already who she is. they could have taken any route and they would have ended up at the destination of themselves anyway. say they didn't crash, say they won nationals. it doesn't matter. it doesn't fucking matter!!! fast forward twenty-five years and the class reunion plays out more or less the same. they win nationals and misty is still a nurse playing god and natalie is still in rehab or maybe not because who would be paying for it so scratch that they win nationals and natalie is still dead, and shaunajackie are still swallowing each other whole. they win nationals and nothing singularly or uniquely terrible happens to them and they still grow up to be wracked with anger and guilt anyway! they're still unsatisfied, cheating on their spouses. they're still suicidal, still schizophrenic. terrible things still happen to them but they're commonplace terrible, so who cares? get over it. all this to say the self is inescapable. all this to say this life fucks you up no matter what. there was no other way for them, there was no other fate for them. there is no ideal life where they are perfect and good. the crash isn't the tragedy. the tragedy is that they all are who they are. they are human. they win nationals, and they still have to be these people. they have to be these people, but alone. the tragedy is that they think they could have been fine if they hadn't done such terrible things to survive after the crash. but they were never fine, they were never going to be fine, and that IS fine because neither was anyone else. "we're all like this." we were always going to be. and I don't mean it's a good thing they crashed. I mean it's all a crash. there is no unscathed life.