Random Raves XLIII: Ai has THIS many penguins (and a dozen moar besides)!

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Oh, thanks. I think. I'm a little insecure about my beard in photos because the top curve of it is blonde and blends in completely with my skin. It's noticeable IRL but in photos it sometimes looks like I have a neckbeard. And, well, that's not a neat thing to have...

I can understand the envy for a woman. Society, even to a certain extent today, really had it in for girls growing up ASAP. Less so with boys, and with boys they were helped in the sense that they didn't need to develop physically in order to adopt some of the more crasser male behaviours that you expect from "boys being boys" (ugh). A squeaky-voiced kid can objectify you like the best of them.

My voice dropped when I was 8 years old. It was not a good time. I lost all of my friends. Not specifically because of my voice becoming deeper, but because of what came with that. It felt like an abyss formed between me and my peers. That never went away, I just got better at pretending. It didn't help that I remained a scrawny, rail-thin kid until the age of 12. There were a good solid 4 years there where I looked like a kid except with a deep voice and hairy legs. I was one of the shortest, scrawniest kids despite entering puberty very early. Then at 12 I grew my barrel chest and jumped up something like six or seven inches, quickly becoming one of the tallest, and largest, kids in my school. Along with that came a beard.

Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if I didn't get sick. It seemed like my puberty came in waves. There was the one at 8, then again at 12, and then I was going through another at 15 right when I got sick. It careened to an immediate halt and it's been radio silence since then. I'm 24 now so I guess this is it for me. It's a source of insecurity for me to be built like a professional linebacker in the chest but to be especially short (5'5", 5'6"ish before compression in the spine/neck). My hands are still the same size they were when I was 12 which looks incredibly silly when my hip bones (without any fat) are 36 inches around and my shoulders are wide enough to need XL shirts. I make fun of myself and call myself a Tolkien dwarf but I'd be lying if I said it didn't bother me.

I don't know why I shared this.

Don't you worry, shipmate. Never second guess yourself for sharing something meaningful in a community that respects and cares about you. I'm very sorry to hear about the struggles and tensions that hurt you, but what I do know of you leads me to believe you're my kind of people and we'd be good friends if we lived in the same town.

Oh yes I remember Future Shop being gone, they're all replaced with Best Buys, right?

Oh dear, I do hope that doesn't happen to you! Thinking of Dorian Grey reminds me of this story I heard, I can't remember where, but basically about this woman who's offered a wish, and she asks for eternal life. But she didn't include eternal youth in her wish, and so ... eek you can imagine how things turn out for her. I hope your financial conditions improve, managing money can always be very tricky, especially when you get unexpected expenses. I've always been good at saving money, which really helped me when I needed to get rid of a certain exboyfriend, and I basically gave him my savings if he'd just leave, and as I understand he went through that pretty fast while I've just about recovered to where I was. I'll be spending quite a bit next year though, I'm hoping to keep my wedding costs to a minimal but I want to take a first class honeymoon to Banff, Alberta, and that's really going to cost a lot, lol.

Ah, the ol' 'Monkeys Paw' wish scenario! That's the most realistic kind of wish granting, when there's loopholes and caveats... ;) And we definitely weren't expecting to have a child, but after we spent the requisite 24 hour period of internal mortal terror when the test was positive, we couldn't imagine not being parents. And I say this as a person who was actively trying NOT to be a father. I got my wife pregnant past a copper IUD. I guess I can't miss. I could no more call my son an accident any more than I could call an aurora borealis or an emerald an accident. He just appeared because the conditions were exactly right. If I can impart the lessons I learned in my own sufferings and succeed where my father failed when he raised me, I'll be happy to die a pauper if it comes to that.
 
I'm so terrified my years going to catch up with me suddenly and I'm going to age like 10 years in a month, lol. I feel if I can just manage to keep my stress down I'll be okay, and of course I have no idea what kind of effect having children will have on me physically.
Babies and young children will take over your life in every way. Your life will no longer be your own and you will love every minute of it. You will be tired all the time, you will struggle to get rid of the baby weight your gained. You will want to quit your job and stay home. You will be tired. Your world will change. Your baby will be beautiful. You will adapt and you will be tired. :)
 
I did go about three years with absolutely no contact with my mother, that was after she tried basically setting me up in an arranged marriage by telling this guy I barely knew that I would marry him, and I was so angry with that I completely refused to even talk to her or acknowledge her existence at all, and my relationship with her has recovered slightly but she's never even apologized to me. She still disapproves now of my fiance, she just doesn't believe in my ability to make my own choices, and she never has.
This week marks 4 years since I got an email from my aunt that started out: "Dear ____: We expected this." (at which point I thought my last remaining grandparent had died, as she was in her 90s)

The email went on: "Your mother died last night." (nobody had bothered to tell me she was sick again)

Turns out that the cancer that she thought she'd beaten after two courses of chemotherapy and an amputation (over a series of several years) came back and basically spread everywhere. When it got to her brain she didn't even know her own reflection in a mirror, that it was herself.

My mother and I did not get along for most of my life. She was physically and emotionally abusive, and while there were a few patches of time - a few months here and there when we got along most of the time - there were always the constant digs and criticism that nothing I did was good enough, nothing I owned was good enough, she complained that my cats didn't like her (which is true; they didn't, because she would yell at them, and speak sharply to them for no reason and scare them), and there was a neverending litany of derogatory badmouthing about my dad. Oh, and she also had the notion that I owed her a grandchild. Marriage to the father would be optional (funny how she was disgusted to learn I'm atheist, but would have been fine with a grandchild via just any guy).

Well, he's alive, she's not. Dementia is killing his mind, and has been for the past 11 years. I will miss him terribly when he's gone. I wouldn't wish her kind of death on anyone, but I don't miss her.
 
Babies and young children will take over your life in every way. Your life will no longer be your own and you will love every minute of it. You will be tired all the time, you will struggle to get rid of the baby weight your gained. You will want to quit your job and stay home. You will be tired. Your world will change. Your baby will be beautiful. You will adapt and you will be tired. :)
Oh dear, honestly as much as I want a baby right now, I'm terrified by everything I know I'll go through, especially since I'll be 37 years old at the earliest. At least I won't have to quit my job to say home! My job right now would be perfect, since I only work like maybe 10-15 hours each week and I set my own schedule (today I've been a total slacker and I've only worked for like maybe an hour, I just haven't been feeling it today, you know what I mean?) Oh dear, you said "you'll be tired" at least three times! :queen:

Well, he's alive, she's not. Dementia is killing his mind, and has been for the past 11 years. I will miss him terribly when he's gone. I wouldn't wish her kind of death on anyone, but I don't miss her.
I'm really very sorry. I've felt very guilty at times imagining myself not going to her funeral and not feeling any sadness when she passes away. I just feel so much bitterness, which might sound really strange coming from me, but I have those feelings. Even now when things are a bit better between her and I, I still can't manage to spend much time with her before I start feeling angry again. Sometimes I feel sad thinking about how miserable her life is, but I still just struggle to let go of everything she's put me through. I wonder sometimes how different my life could've been if she wasn't so toxic.

Like I really envy your ability to write your fan fiction stories. I used to have a creative side, and when I was in seventh grade we had a creative writing assignment at school where we had to write short stories. Well I had a notebook filled with my ideas and some of my writing, until my mother found it and just verbally ripped to shreds everything I'd done. And I've never been able to put any of my imagination into print since then, I just can't get over that, and it's not even about showing people I just can't even write my thoughts down, you know what I mean?
 
I'm sorry to hear it, that is an absolutely dreadful thing to do. I am sure you can something worth reading.
 
Oh yes I remember Future Shop being gone, they're all replaced with Best Buys, right?

Yes! I've never stepped foot in a Best Buy. I do have some nostalgia of roaming the DVD aisles at Future Shop, and also going to the TV section when plasmas were the newest and biggest thing. $5000 for a TV that would kill itself within 3 years. :lol:

I'm very sorry you lost your friends when your voice changed, but I'm afraid I don't know what you mean really about "because of what came with that".

Oh, my bad. I didn't express this very well. I meant that for me, puberty was like an immediate switch. One morning I was a child, the next I wasn't. It was terrible because I'd have these awful pains every single day for a couple months but nothing was changing. And then suddenly, I'd be different. The first time I spoke after my voice dropped I made my mother scream and drop a pot of boiling water. It wasn't that I didn't notice the changes but that they just came about so rapidly and suddenly. But besides the physical, this also happened with the mental. I went from chasing girls on the playground to thinking about things, just like that. I had suicidal ideation as a wee bab and it got worse the moment my cognition suddenly manifested itself. I spent years wondering why I so suddenly changed and why nobody else was changing with me. After a few years of being utterly alone, I started pretending I was someone different and then I had friends again. But as a result it made me the image of an annoying tween, to a fault. I joined CFC when I was 12 and up until getting sick and debilitated I did my very best to be "normal". I took code switching to an unhealthy degree. Everyone around me in my age group acted like a total butt, so therefore that is how I should act as well.

It is a time I look back on with regret. If I had the self-confidence I have now (hilarious thing for me to say, but I am surprisingly confident in what and who I am today), I would have definitely not made the same choices.

But that's all to say that as much as I physically changed suddenly, the same was true mentally. I was a smart child but I could fit in. When puberty hit, it was essentially a game over screen before I even turned into the double digits.

Oh dear, I didn't know you had a terrible illness, I'm really very sorry.

I do not speak about it much. I've spoken more about it this year online than I have the rest of the years combined. But in general, I try to make any mention of my struggles relatable to "normal" people. Alienation has been a serious issue for me these past years, even among people I'm supposed to relate to. I try to describe problems in a way that a normal person might experience them so that there can be a discussion or, at the very least, a distinct lack of pity. As the years go by that becomes more difficult because I forget what it is like to be normal and, even if I did remember, I'm now at an age where the things I remember are mostly irrelevant. What was normal at the age of 14 and below isn't very relevant to what is normal for someone in their mid-20s and beyond.

I'm also 5'6" and I feel very short sometimes too, especially when I'm with my sister who is 5'10" and she seems to tower over me, which feels strange because I was always taller than her until high school. I can imagine your puberty waves feeling awkward; for me I just sort of had a very slow and steady development as I've aged, I don't remember any times when I suddenly had a big change, you know what I mean? One thing I really regret is I've never really felt like I've had a phase where I've had a lot of attention from boys, I've always believed that's due to my small chest size, and I don't think it helps how I'm also extremely shy in person (it's easier for me to write). Oh one thing that did go away was I used to have an absolutely terrible stutter when I was younger that I sort of just lost when I turned about 20, and I think that was really more just about getting out of my abusive situation at home and developing some confidence, but probably still really makes me nervous about talking.

I think most of us sort of have many things we're self conscious about, you know what I mean? I wear padded bras because I feel my breasts are too small, and I have this weird thing with my lowest ribs sort of sticking out of my tummy area. And I'm extremely embarrassed how my feet are kind of deformed from wearing shoes too much as a child; I have horrible bunions, which is hard for me because of how much I enjoy wearing sandals and going barefoot, I really wish my feet were a prettier shape (and it doesn't help too I've developed varicose veins on my ankles, probably from sitting at my desk too much).

That sucks. I mean, things obviously got better as you're set to be married and presumably he thinks you're pretty neat, but it sucks that you thought something like that made you unattractive. I know that many on CFC would be quick to say that of any unattractive qualities you may possess, that certainly isn't one of them. But I do relate to the regret over not being wanted. I wasn't wanted for the majority of my youth, and I was only wanted for a brief 2-year window in my teens (15-16). I took extreme advantage of that to an unhealthy, immature, and cruel degree, but I do admit I feasted on that sensation. Losing it was bad, but I don't regret losing it because it made me a worse person when I had it. Your mileage would vary, of course.

Obligatory creepy comment, but when you posted your feet I didn't get the impression that they were deformed. Most people I've met have that shoe effect and yours aren't particularly egregious. They were nice, as far as feet go. That's the best I've got. :lol: I'm not much of a foot person. They didn't look offensive.

It's interesting about the stutter going away so suddenly. That must have been nice. I have some speech problems now and it's an absolute terror to speak. I avoid it as much as possible, to the point that I outright refuse to do voice chats and video calls with friends now and have for years. It's not even that bad, the problems, but I really do hate hearing myself and then hearing myself fail at something as "simple" as communication. Like you, I vastly prefer writing.

Don't you worry, shipmate. Never second guess yourself for sharing something meaningful in a community that respects and cares about you. I'm very sorry to hear about the struggles and tensions that hurt you, but what I do know of you leads me to believe you're my kind of people and we'd be good friends if we lived in the same town.

Thanks. I appreciate that, although I don't believe in it very much. I'm not a super great person. :lol: I spend so much time obsessed with my own worries that I don't do a very good job of dedicating time and effort towards others and living life. There's someone here who has asked around a dozen times to see me and I've avoided it each and every single time even when I felt physically up for it. I'm not good at being a friend, and by proxy that also means I'm not great at being a person either. I try to help when I can and when I'm approached but I'm largely dismissive and isolated these days.

It's easy to be philosophical/insightful here. IRL though, it'd be considered a crazy day if I spoke more than 10-20 seconds total to more than one or two other human beings.
 
Oh dear, honestly as much as I want a baby right now, I'm terrified by everything I know I'll go through, especially since I'll be 37 years old at the earliest. At least I won't have to quit my job to say home! My job right now would be perfect, since I only work like maybe 10-15 hours each week and I set my own schedule (today I've been a total slacker and I've only worked for like maybe an hour, I just haven't been feeling it today, you know what I mean?) Oh dear, you said "you'll be tired" at least three times! :queen:
The unknown can be scary, but keep in mind that women have been having babies for quite a long time now. My wife had two. My daughter just had her first in Feb. You will be just fine and you will love it.
 
Oh dear, honestly as much as I want a baby right now, I'm terrified by everything I know I'll go through, especially since I'll be 37 years old at the earliest. ... Oh dear, you said "you'll be tired" at least three times! :queen:

You will be tired, always, from before they are born until you die (according to my father, anyway), although the tiredness does lessen as time goes by. If you want kids, though, you'll find that it is worth the tiredness. (If you don't want kids, it isn't worth it - this isn't an "everyone should have kids" statement.)

37 isn't too old for having kids, but pick an obstetrician who is comfortable with older moms. Pregnancy isn't that uncomfortable, though giving birth is pretty uncomfortable. You forget it really fast, though. Don't wait ten years, though, if you have a choice. :)
 
Oh dear, honestly as much as I want a baby right now, I'm terrified by everything I know I'll go through, especially since I'll be 37 years old at the earliest. At least I won't have to quit my job to say home! My job right now would be perfect, since I only work like maybe 10-15 hours each week and I set my own schedule (today I've been a total slacker and I've only worked for like maybe an hour, I just haven't been feeling it today, you know what I mean?) Oh dear, you said "you'll be tired" at least three times! :queen:

Speaking from my own experience, I haven't found it to be that bad. I've grown and learned so much about myself in the last year, as trite as that might sound to say. I would honestly do it all over again, for him and for any other future children I might have. I can corroborate what BirdJaguar says about how you'll stop thinking about yourself once you have children. I used to just want to have my wife be the center of my attention for as long as we lived, and then we were going to have a kid and I stopped thinking of myself as a priority. And frankly, I sucked at being me and just living for my own purposes. It's kind of a relief to put someone else ahead of you in addition to your spouse. And I was in the hospital room with my wife, and practically helped her deliver the baby since he was born between nurse shifts early in the morning so they had to keep leaving the room. She didn't think she could do it either but she was amazing. So I have no doubt now that anyone can do it, especially if a schmuck like me can be a dad.

Thanks. I appreciate that, although I don't believe in it very much. I'm not a super great person. :lol: I spend so much time obsessed with my own worries that I don't do a very good job of dedicating time and effort towards others and living life. There's someone here who has asked around a dozen times to see me and I've avoided it each and every single time even when I felt physically up for it. I'm not good at being a friend, and by proxy that also means I'm not great at being a person either. I try to help when I can and when I'm approached but I'm largely dismissive and isolated these days.

It's easy to be philosophical/insightful here. IRL though, it'd be considered a crazy day if I spoke more than 10-20 seconds total to more than one or two other human beings.

Haha, totally understand. It's darn near impossible for most people not to be pre-occupied with their own worries, I can speak from experience. And I can totally relate to not feeling like a good friend. In my life, the biggest culprit for torpedoing my relationships and social life has been me. As a result, that's been a source of ongoing regret for me. Many days I just can't make myself want to be around people, even though I have to work with the public. And of course, I prefer to type rather than speak as well. I prefer to go quiet at work until my vocal cords gum up, and any day I can accomplish that while working I consider an un-qualified success. But remember, not being able to orate or converse as well as you can type doesn't change the fact that all of it is coming from YOU. Brilliance finds its way out, medium be damned!
 
It's easy to be philosophical/insightful here. IRL though, it'd be considered a crazy day if I spoke more than 10-20 seconds total to more than one or two other human beings.
Oh dear, I'm almost exactly the same as you, like I can talk a lot when I'm writing on a message board, but I go most days without any human contact and I don't verbally speak with anyone. Well maybe sometimes I'll get a call that lasts like 2 minutes, but that totally stresses me out and I can't wait do be done with it.

And I spent two years in a call center, first as a customer service representative and then I was a fraud detection analyst, and I'm ever so glad those days are behind me, I feel I've had enough phone conversations to last my lifetime, lol!

I'm really not sure about your claim you're not a super great person. I've been active here only a little while, but I picked up really quickly that you're a very friendly person and just from my little opinion I think you might bring more joy to peoples' lives than you realize, and just because you only communicate with people electronically doesn't mean they're not real and your impact on their lives aren't really (I really apologize if I'm sounding overly sentimental here, I'm just expressing my honest feelings, I'm a little saddened you feel this way about yourself which just seems totally unfair from everything I've read you posting here)

I remember Future Shops, those were one of my father's favorite stores, and honestly I think Best Buys are almost exactly the same, just maybe bluer and a little more polished and professional looking. When my father visits me I almost always take him to Best Buy just to look around at things, he likes looking at tablets and smart phones.

Oh I'm sorry, I guess I can kind of understand what you're saying about puberty being a switch for you. I sort of went through something similar when I had my first period, it's really quite scary at first and your life is never the same afterward. lol, oh dear I'm sorry, I just sort of think this is a teeny bit funny how I can sort of take your comment "awful pains every single day for a couple of months" and change just a couple words to make my experience "awful pains for a couple of days every single month," I hope you're not offended by me saying that. I can't imagine how strange that must've been for you for your voice to drop so suddenly, even so much your poor mother was startled. I'm really sorry you felt you had to change who you were to fit in, that must've been just awful for you. I feel exactly like you do, I've often considered especially my teenage years and thought exactly "if I had even my self confidence now how different my life would've been", it's such a difficult feeling, right?

I attempted suicide when I was a teenager, my issues came from a bit of gender dysphoria, I think from how I was treated by my father. His family were immigrants from Europe, and his family was extremely patriarchal. I was his oldest child, and literally he's the only male in his entire extended family whose first child was a girl, and I've felt all my life he resents me. He's barely had anything to do with me and never took any interest in me, even though he's always given a lot of attention to my sister (I feel in his mind it's not as bad because she was second born), and my mother told me my father really wanted a boy. Even though he and I had similar interests, like both he and I like science fiction and computer games, he just didn't seem to care, you know what I mean? Well I used to imagine if I'd been born a boy how my life would be different, I could have been an athlete and popular, and he'd respect me and be proud of me. I got rather depressed knowing that was never going to happen and things would never change, and I blamed most of my lack of popularity on myself and my own failings, and I had a very dark part of my life. I feel things eventually got better for me, when I came to realize his approval didn't matter to me and I recognized his failure as my father wasn't my fault, and it took me a long time but I finally came to be very comfortable with myself, but I feel my emotional development was really stunted.

Oh I hope you don't feel too alienated by your illness you suffered through, and even with that I don't feel you'd be unrelateable, I mean "normal" isn't even really a thing, right? I feel like we've all had so many weird things that affect us, you know? :)

I'm sorry you felt like being attractive made you a worse person, I guess I can sort of imagine how things like that can cause problems. I've never really experienced that much myself. And thank you very much for your kind comments, I guess my defects seem much larger looking through my eyes. I can't help constantly comparing myself to other women, and in my view most women I see have feet much prettier than mine, and my feet also feel very long (I wear side 8.5 shoes) and I don't have much of arches, I just feel unattractive most of the time, if I'm making sense?

I sort of started changing a lot when I was about 20, and my stutter kinda went away for the most part then. I sort of began "waking up" and realizing how toxic my home situation was, before that I feel I really probably showed many signs of being an abuse victim. My bruises were emotional and not physical, so I guess people didn't see, but I'd like to think maybe today teachers and such are more trained to pick up signs of emotional and mental abuse in children and can step in so not too many others will grow up like I did. Well when I was 20 and finishing up at college, I started doing things like I switched from eyeglasses to contact lenses, and I learned how to use makeup properly, and I began styling my hair, I just built up my self esteem and confidence, and I guess my stutter was really related to that. Well I still struggle with sounds, like I can't pronounced "Ms", and I've learned to choose my words carefully to avoid sounds my mouth just can't form properly, you know? I'm still very self conscious, and it doesn't help too my voice is rather squeaky and I feel I sound like I'm a child (I've had people calling for me asking me to speak to my mother). I was playing Civilization 6 with some people I met online at Steam, and I struggled to get Discord working with my blue tooth microphone, but I was able to chat briefly but I was still just too nervous and shy to interrupt a lot.

And thank you everyone for your encouragement about having children. I'm Catholic and I'll be waiting until after I get married next year, but I'm at a point in my life where I really do want to have a child and I plan to try right away after I'm married, and as much as I'm looking forward to everything I know I'll have struggles and worries, especially because I'm a little bit older than is ideal, but I know it's going to be worth it. :queen:
 
I might come back around to the rest of your reply later. If not, I'm sorry. It's a good reply and you said some wonderful things.

I did want to focus on your last paragraph though: if you know you're going to try in a year and you know that you want to do it naturally (i.e. not adopt), you should meet with an obstetrician now. They can do a checkup to assess if there's any risk to an eventual fetus due to age (shouldn't be a worry for you since you're only mid-30s, but still) and then provide preconception healthcare to, uh, prepare the womb so to speak. A year is a good range for stopping any bad habits that might harm the development of a fetus. And you can start taking any necessary vitamins now as well in case you're deficient. They'll probably have you start folic acid a couple months before you plan to get pregnant.

This is a weird thing for me to know about. Most of the women in my life have/had issues with normal pregnancy.

But still. If you're worried that you might be old enough to pose a risk to a would-be child, then now would be a great time to do what needs doing to make that as unlikely as possible. :)
 
That's some really good advice, thank you so very kindly for your suggestion, I do think I'm going to look into booking an appointment for myself.
 
I should point out that this is in fact that Raves thread, not the Rants thread.
 
I'm glad! I used to feel like my issue was a curse up until I started entering my middle-age years; when I was in high school I looked like a kid (and it didn't help me at all how I "developed" much more slowly than the other girls in my grade), and when I was in my 20s people thought I looked like a teenager. I'd have customers at work who'd actually say "Are you even old enough to work here?" (I was a bank teller, and you don't really see teenagers doing that job lol). Well in my thirties at least I look like an adult now and I get taken seriously. Sometimes when I have to attend conference meetings for work in person things still feel a little awkward, since most of my colleagues I work with are men in their 40s and 50s, I've been mistaken for a secretary more than once.
Recently my smother and I went to engage in bureaucratic doings and she was asked whether she had brought ‘the child’'s ID.
Y'all are wild. I had a beard at 12. :(
I couldn't grow a proper beard until I was twice that age!
I'll repeat my diagnosis from a few years ago. Especially in the light of your geographical location, your taste for tea and preferences in spelling, I am almost certain that you are English.
I should point out that this is in fact that Raves thread, not the Rants thread.
I found a Rave here:
I'm Catholic

And also, you should just think of Syn's avatar as always smiling. :)
 
Moderator Action: The past couple of pages have been an anomaly in OT lately. Meaningful conversation! To that end, if someone would like to start a new thread about growing up, babies, and the like, I would he happy to merge the last couple of pages into it. Then we can get back to uncluttering the raves thread and make Arakhor happy again. Just a thought.
 
Since you don't want meaningful discussion, I'll get a new rave:
Hehehe, the GM finally got to pwn Pete.
 
Not really. Pete did it to himself, and the GM couldn't talk him out of it. (My interpretation, anyway)
 
I reported in one of these threads how of of my 2nd-floor sliding glass window somehow jumped its track, fell to earth, and broke its frame (but not its glass). It's now repaired & back in place. Now it's just starting to rain. :p
 
I got an unexpected treat from Big Fish Games the other day. There's a series of Hidden Object games called Vacation Adventures: Park Ranger. Normally it comes out once a year, and #7 was out several months ago.

I got an email about #8 being released, and am now most of the way through it. Two in one year is really nice, and this one provided a piece of information about the main character that I can use in my NaNoWriMo project in November (this year's project has been novelizing this series of games).
 
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