Vela

Hah! 😄

No? But I come from a somewhat theatrical lot. I guess as an arteest I have a very vivid imagination? I sometimes ask seemingly odd questions when people are telling me about stuff, questions that have very little to do with the experience or point they're trying to convey and more to do with details of their surroundings, what they were wearing etc. I guess because I like to imagine myself in that moment. Like I think I asked you once if your eyes were green or The_annoying_one if his beard grows in brown which had little to do with what either of you were saying at the time. I just wanted a visual of who I was chatting with 😅 Because even though those kinds of details don't have much bearing in the particular conversation they are the sort of things that have shaped someone into who they are whether it's how they view themselves, how they're treated by others or maybe it'd give me a sense of preferences they might have which spells out a lot about a person. Aaaand I just keeping typing...K I'm done.

One is heavier than the other and the one on the right is wearing false eyelashes that give her eyes an entirely different shape, so agree...they do look very different.

@hornedlizardman Oh no you don't. You can't react with a laughing emote and continue to post nice things about me like I'm not RIGHT HERE! You, Sir, have been CUT OFF from under-the-table compliments, PROBATION FOR A WEEK! And no your sentencing is not too harsh because I know you know better not to do it...you're just using The_annoying_one as a meatshield, I'M ON TO YOU!!! Tehnoying1 gets a pass because he would never teeter right. on. the edge. OF DESTRUCTION!!! @The_annoying_one It's okay, everybody's okay, we're all okay here. Noth'n to see.

For the record >.> ^.^ 😆

Right, they're not identical twins. They just share similar features or characteristics. Are you talking about the people in the video? Or just the two blonde girls on the title sequence?

On the contrary I'm completely convinced we are. Oh! Orrrrrrrr

I just imagined finding you passed out in some rich persons pantry with all matters of food content crushed, smeared, sticky-stuck all over your clothes, in your hair, opened snack-size bags of cheetos sticking up out of your sweatshirt, out of the waistband of your pants because you didn't have pockets to put anything in, everything's saturated in something, soda? Yup, four empty liters of...ew Brisk? Oh I see, the five liters of ginger ale have gone untouched, makes sense. No I just found it funny because I've literally been told throughout my life that I'm "too much".

I. AM. ROBOT. ::proceeds to sing like an angel::

I feel safe here

I DON'T KNOW WHAT TOO MUCH IS ANYMORE!!! ::looks around. Points at self:: You're asking me?

As a true pessimist at heart this sounds incredibly optimistic!

It's sad that we can't be more trusting. Makes you feel like it's you against the rest of the world. I don't want to be at odds with over 7.8 billion people knowing that it only takes one of them to ruin everything. Sorry...that came out a little pessimistic On the flip side it makes it all the more special when you find someone you can trust in. must protect.

Oh! Then Centaur guy! Cause Amouranth is a nice lady and all but I kinda feel like I could snap her wrists in half just by accident, so in battle Iunno...if this is D&Desque I could see her being useful with charm and charisma though...I guess it would depend on what type of character I was trying to be myself, this is hard w/o more info. Ooo maybe slutgirl has potion and magic points. Hmmmm, no...no Imma stay with Centaur guy because I'm never a tank so I'll need a heavy and like Seight said it looks like he can handle himself.

In truth we came here because of you, and *points at your crotch* your pants. I was pointing at your pants.

No, I was saying the opposite. I was trying to claim I had nothing to do with this!

Right? That's a normal and not weird response for such a situation.

Shoulda written another disclaimer I guess.

What's so weird?

::looks for the clip where one bites a mayor::

I'm revisiting this because I've had some sleep and just read what I wrote last night. Now that I think about it the story is uninteresting because there's no story at all, I mean in my head there is but in actuality, no. HOWEVER! I shall embellish on my inquiry into unicycle porn and you shall see how uninteresting it was. THE STORY BEGINS but a decade ago [or maybe more, who can remember] IN A LAND of unrealistic expectations and unclear evolutionary explanations KNOWN AS...Midstoden! If you're in the Northern hemisphere. BUT TO THE REST OF THE WORLD IT IS CALLED...Thee Hub! AND IT IS THERE that our misguided and skeptical protagonist starts her journey. Itwentsomethinglikethis Him: Here. [adjusts laptop] Think of something, anything. It'll probably be here. Me: Okay. Felting! Him: What? Me: You know. Making things out of felt. Him: Okaaaay...yeah nothing on felting. But... Me: K. Then Unicycling! Him: Uh, there's bikes and...and I bet we could find clowns. Me: You said anything. All I see is the same thing. Him: I think you're missing the... Me: Gumball machines? Fish tanks. Ascot. Him: [sigh] Me: Cumquat? It's the perfect safeword! Him: Stop listing inanimate objects. Me: [silence] ... ... ... Dinosaurs. Why are you looking at me like that... Him: It astounds me how difficult you can be. Even with something like this. Me: Okay fine. ...Orthodontist. ... ... I swear I'm not being difficult! My first crush was on my orthodontist. Him: [sigh] Fine. [hits enter] Me: Oh. Whoa, no no. Taking that back, just put in mud wrestling or something and end whatever [gestures] this is. Actually...what is that... Him: This one? Me: Yeah that one there. And so her journey continued. But yeah, considering this was like over a decade ago it's quite possible the world may be over abundant in unicycle porn by now. I really don't know! Also THE END.

Maybe just change the subject title to Pants' Pockets, Kinks, and Unicycle Pr0n. And NONE of this was my fault.

Happy Groundhog Day!