Noticed that there was a bikini armour conversion of the silver knight armour (sort of) and for those of you who have been following this blog for a while will probably know that Mist's main armour set was the Silver Knight armour so I decided to give her that set of bikini armour, the rest of my characters will have the ordinary nordic plate variant so you will only see the silver variant on Mist.
But anyway onto the main meat of this entry; Final Fantasy, possibly my favourite game
---Heartfire, 1st, 4E 201 (cont)---
Otherwise they wouldn't have had any need to ask who was behind this, or owned me, presumably if they found my journal they'd just killed me right there on the spot.
One item was not mine in the chest, a dagger was on the top of my pile. The woman told me I had to kill the guards, she said there were four of them. I assumed that the hunters were the guards, since I recognized the hunter from the Solitude crossing as the third guard in the throne room
What, more insane blathering that will never be canon? Why I never.
So I hate Demise. I also hate Skyward Sword. But at the same time, I need to deal with them, because goddamn if Nintendo will never actually retcon anything for the better. So, after the Golden Goddesses made their mighty creation Hyrule, they ditched the world and left it in the hands of Hylia. Of course, being shitty gods (like all of them it seems) they somehow made an error and let a being like Demise come into e
"She always remembered fondly the time she danced naked for her companions
and when she touched herself in front of them
daring them to join her in pleasure
and what had happened afterwards..."
---Heartfire, 1st, 4E 201 (cont)---
She angrily demanded the keys, which no one gave me. This angered her even more. Then she demanded to know who did this, but I didn't know, angering her more once again. Finally she demanded who I worked for, but I didn't tell her, since I know Master (if I would ever see her or her people again) would punish me most severely for telling her. One of the two guards holding me hit me in the back of my knees, sending me on my knees, and kicked me in the back. S
Just links to the various topics that I've made chronicling my model kit builds, all in one place.
Zoids;
HMM 1/72 Red Blade Liger
HMM 1/72 Liger Zero Schneider (I physically have the kit, need to start)
HMM 1/72 Liger Zero Panzer (a future purchase)
HMM 1/72 Berserk Führer (I physically have the kit, need to start)
HMM 1/72 Cannon Tortoise (I physically have the kit, need to start)
HMM 1/72 Buster Tortoise
HMM 1/72 Gun Sniper Leena Special (
---Last Seed, 30th, 4E 201---
I have to admit that the belt gets to me. I never touched myself often in the past, I just didn't feel like it often. Since I was laid in chains years ago, I was often abused and held in unspeakable conditions.
But this belt, with its plug digging into me, flouncing and bouncing in me, it gets to me. It makes me thirsty, it wettens me where the belt is, and it softens me, makes me obedient. I loathe it, for what it does to me, for what it means.
Put a co
I get the feeling that people nowadays don't understand the difference between debating and arguing. Additionally, it feels like people don't understand what a hostile comment actually looks like. Let's create a scenario... let's say someone made a piece of content that is a shirt with vegan extremism messages like, "you can't love animals and eat them at the same time," or, "yes, I'm vegan, and yes, I'm judging you." We'll call the creator "Author," and put in a commenter based on myself.
Two weeks later…
Ruby: It’s better if I go first. Wait here.
- Finally I found you.
- How? Who are you?
- You left a note at the cathedral.
Gwen: A note to my location? Really, Caroline?
- Don’t say my name.
- You exposed my location so we are even.
- I’m the person Alana was supposed to find, but I’m not the dragonborn.
- She made a mistake? Wow that’s something I
