"i was a transtrender" no you werent. you were just questioning your identity and then you decided that wasn't for you. that's a fucking healthy thing to do. fuck off lmao
Personal headcannon of what Leigh looked like before the events of the game. I find it really interesting how she mentions to be thriving more as a monster, than her old life as a shopkeeper. I'm gonna assume she had either a mundane life, or maybe even lacked freedom and autonomy in some way.
Anyways, personal headcannons:
- the shop she ran was a family buisness
- she was shorter
- she still was incredibly competitive and a fragile ego, just to a less intense degree
- she still loves poker (I have no evidence it's just a funny thought that her smiling and giggling constantly makes it hard to read her emotions)
I have more but I'm tired I'll share em another time
Just a shy little spider guy steering around his floating fart fungus thing.
art will save you, being unreasonably passionate about something niche will save you, letting past sources of joy show you the way back to yourself will save you, earnestness over composure will save you, the natural world will save you, caring for something bigger than yourself will save you, daring to be seen will save you, kindness not as a whim but a principle will save you, appreciation as a practice will save you, daring to try something new will save you, grounding will save you, love will save you, one good nights sleep will save you
dumb Satori doodles
Ok everyone else probably realized this before me but in case anyone else is also slow on the uptake
That weird pink gunk everywhere? Extending from the walls, pipes and under doorways? That is Sybil, what's left of her.
I kept thinking how strange it was that the first floor was so distorted despite inorganic stuff not mutating unless its fused to a person. We see the same kind of space distortions happen with the landlord.
I also think that's why there's no windows in any of the first floor rooms, she's subconsciously trying to protect people. She bent time and space to make it impossible for anyone to have an exterior wall, which I think is sweet even if she was too late.
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