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This is a wonderful conversation I had with an online friend

"buying me a house is not enough to repay for introducing you to Alice motherfucking Cooper." - not me says "what about cookies?" - says me "chocolate cookies?" "there are other kinds of cookies?" "yeah like - lists different cookie flavors. -" "you mean fake cookies?" and there was alot more to this hilarious conversation but here.

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i really dont know what i'm doing.

So i looked through my docs and found a shitty story i wrote about Aesling and the crew from Thrilling Intent. it's really dumb tho but i thought it was funny and i need to remember it so here. it was 3 n 1/2 pages long what was i doing. It was a fairly average day at the bar of course. Not much flow of people coming out. Ashe had left quietly leaving Inien and Thog to clean up the bar. They didn’t seem to mind it wasn’t that bad either way. Ashe had walked off into the forest surrounding the bar. She actually had wanted to check out “The Fox King’s” Mansion. That place had peeked her interest and there could be some Fog Apple Extract down there as well. So that was where she was headed, though taking a longer route through the forest. She was enchanted by the beautiful scenery of the forest.. She was actually so distracted she hadn’t noticed a faint wail until it sounded again. Tilting her head she stealthily crouched and almost glided along the forest floor. It sounded again and she knew she was getting closer. The scary thing was… it sounded like a baby. As she walked around her eyes caught something in the branches above her head. A cloth. It was slightly tattered probably from getting caught on the thorns and such. How it got into the branches above her was a mystery. That was when she noticed the wails of what she thought was the baby came from directly in front of her. At her feet was a coiled rope. It was a haphazardly placed trap. The hunter hadn’t even thought to cover it in leaves. It must have been hastily put down. Looking up the canopy though obscuring it showed that the quarter moon was above along with a few clouds, and stars. Ashe rubbed her neck and looked around. She was quite confused now and her foot fell into a hole as she was busy looking for the noises. The “hole” she had stepped in was barely three feet down and covered by lichen. Ashe had good enough to balance to not fall all the way down.She pushed the lichen away expecting to find another shoddy trap. Instead she found a swaddled baby. It had been so exhausted it had cried itself to sleep. She reached down and wrapped her arms gently around it. It was oddly warm. Ashe was completely new to the whole “baby” thing. As she moved it it began to cry. Ashe started to coo, and say “Shh, shh it’s ok little one I won’t hurt you.” It didn’t stop crying of course. Ashe looked around and spotted blood on the foliage around the lichen. She immediately checked the baby over finding no wounds, but figuring out it was in fact a girl. She patted the poor babies back and held her against her shoulder one arm under her and the other against her back to keep her still. The poor baby sobbed. It was still too tiny to produce tears. Ashe conducted it was barely a few months. “Hello?” Ashe called out hoping for someone to answer her calls. In reply to her pleas she saw a wolf creep into the corner of her vision. It growled menacingly at her. Ashe moved her hand to the back of the baby's head and then bolted away leaping logs and dodging trees as fast as she could. She didn’t dare look back or care to as she sprinted away. Eventually she made it to the back of the bar and she ran around the still screaming baby against her shoulder. She opened the door with her elbow as her hands were full. Her commotion drew the attention of Inien, Thog, Markus, Dont, and Gregor. Kyr was nowhere to be found surprisingly. She slumped back against the bar door letting herself slide down against it, half to block it and half because she was exhausted. Nobody said anything for a moment before Markus began. “Ashe… did you just fucking kidnap someone?” Markus said sounding serious, and pissed off. “What the fuck Markus? I’m not insane. The baby was being hunted by wolves.” She patted the still crying babies back as they began to form a crowd. Ashe had cuts on her arms, and she noticed how suspicious she probably seemed. So she started to explain. “I was going to go look at The Fox King’s castle and as I was walking I stepped in a hole covered by lichen and there was a goddamn baby in it.” The baby quieted hiccuping. Ashe proceeded to rub it’s back gently. “As I picked her up I heard a growl and there was a fucking wolf, and it was not friendly.” “Why didn’t you just kill it? You’re definitely strong enough to kill a wolf, Ashe.” Gregor asked. “I had a baby in my hands Gregor. I didn’t want to risk the baby getting hurt.” “Yeah but you have that not-magic and could’ve fixed it right up.” He proceeded and then crouched by her. Thog stood silently at the back, while Inien seemed extremely confused head tilted, Markus seemed stunned. “Gregor. My healing is only temporary, and it’s never a good thing morally to let a baby get hurt. And it’s a her.” “Oh yeah. Can I hold her?” “No..” Ashe pulled the baby closer to her chest almost in a motherly, protective way. She thought to herself. ‘Your guardian is showing.’ Which caused her to peek at the binds and hold back a shudder. “But why?” He asked reaching out a hand to pat the baby’s back. “Because. . . I don’t want her to get hurt.” Ashe frowned. It sounded like she was accusing Gregor of something. Something that he hadn’t down. “I won’t hurt her Ashe. She’s just so cute I wanna hold her. Ooh! Ooh! Let’s name her Buddy!” Ashe shook her head. “We are not naming her Buddy.” “Well we’re not calling her Kelly.” Markus finally chimed in. “I think she should be named Little Inien.” Inien pitched in as Ashe glared at Markus. “I have a name-” She was interrupted by Thog clearing his throat. “We aren’t keeping it.” Thog said but almost looked at the baby with pity. Ashe hissed and stood up firmly giving Thog a death glare. “Oh yes we are. And it’s a her.” “Ashe be practical. None of us know how to take care of a baby nor do we have any supplies for a baby. Someone in the town would probably be better prepared for a situation like this than us. Look I’m not a heartless asshole I’m trying to be logical here. I’m sorry.” “The fuck Thog. I’m not just going to hand over a baby to some of the idiots that live on the Shrouded Isles! That’s insane! I can pay for everything myself, and I know how to take care of a baby.” Ashe whisper-yelled not wanting to startle the baby. It ended up coming out as her normal voice but slightly raised. “Ashe calm down. A bar is no place for a baby. You know that.” “I don’t live in the bar. I stopped here because it was the closest place for her safety.” “Aesling-” Thog began bringing out her real name. “I. Am. Keeping. The. Baby.” She hissed out each word it dripping with venom as she glared at him. She did understand what he was getting at but she wasn’t about to ditch the creature the first few moments she had it. “And her name… is… Aednat.” Ashe concluded. It was the first name that came to mind “Aednet? That’s a weird name.” Gregor began to sound it out. Ashe fixed Aednet in her arms laying her head against her forearms and realized how uncomfortable she probably was up against her hardened leather. She awkwardly pulled off her armbands. “Gregor… do you know how to hold a baby this young?” Ashe asked looked at him. Gregor shook his head in a no. “I’ll teach him!” Markus chirped which got a glare from Ashe. “Well here sit down.” He promptly sat down on the ground happily. Ashe showed him how to properly hold a baby before laying Aednet gently on his arms. Which received a few ‘awws’ from Inien, and Markus. Ashe wouldn’t admit it but it was adorable. “I’ll be right back. Don’t let anything happen to her.” She glanced at Don’t who had been quiet the whole time. She sat down next to Gregor ooh-ing and aww-ing at the baby. Ashe left the room looking around before promptly changing in the bathroom. She pulling off her tunic, leaving the binding over her breasts on. She then grabbed a t-shirt Markus had given her a while ago, and began to tug it over her head. It was halfway down over her stomach when the door opened. She quickly pulled her shirt down the rest of the way, but she could already see the awkward gaze of guess who. Thog. It’s not like the bathroom was labeled anything other than ‘staff bathroom.’ “Ever heard of knocking?” She huffed still angry with him. “. . . I didn’t know your tattoos went all the way down.” Thog seemed interested by this fact. “You barge in on me changing and the first thing you think of is my body, and not ‘shit she’s changing I should leave,’ because you know you can be a half decent human when you want to be.” She said with hint of sarcasm. “You’re funny. Really funny.” Thog’s own voice leaked with sarcasm. “I wasn’t trying to look in on you I didn’t even know you were in here, and I barely saw your side which is not peeping in anyway.” he huffed before backing out and shutting the door. Ashe stared at the shorts she was going to put on before deciding against it. Once back outside Thog had disappeared. Markus and Inien were trying to figure out ways to get Gregor to release Aednet. Gregor was grinning and making silly faces at the baby. Aednet simply seemed tired. “I’m back.” Ashe muttered and saw Markus’ smile get even bigger as he saw her in the shirt that he had given her. It was a black shirt with the words ‘Asheling the throat stabber’ written on it. Markus told her to wear it but she wasn’t going to. Of course not. Not until now. Ashe walked over to Gregor and picked up the baby.

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i have no idea what i'm doing

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there is nowhere you could go where i wouldn't be with you.

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awkward

so once upon time i was in a band class for school or whatever. at first we had shared lessons with like two other people. which was cool because they were funny and knew what they were doing and were loud enough to cover up my shitty playing- i had a clarinet.

after a week we started private lessons and the first one on one lesson i started bawling because i could not figure out the letter system (can’t remember what it’s called.) he had me leave early because i wouldn’t stop crying.

now i won’t touch instruments (like pianos, clarinets… etc.) because i’m scared. so that’s a thing.

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