I remember when I picked up the series He Who Fights with Monsters and there were fewer than 20 posts or so about it on tumblr, now people make memes about it, I'm living my best life, thriving actually 💅🏻
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CLEARLY IM THE WRITER BETWEEN US CY
Yep, im the DM of this clown show and cy's just the PC. I asked him to start the roleplay, and it took nearly 10 minutes to write three fuxking sentences. Buddy i would have had three whole paragraphs and then some written in the same time.
Nope, okay, patience mir. You can do this. You asked them to start. Yes cy, im venting on tumblr. I told you i would, oh sleep well btw, love yaaa <3
Anyways, im gonna just note down our latest roleplay beginning here and add updates as we go. Fun isnt it? I hope so.
Cy:
The sensation of logging into a word feels almost like waking up from a long, deep sleep on a day with nothing to get done. The gentleness of that wake, eyes opening to the slow registration of details, faint lights and shadows, impressions of colour that slowly gets more vibrant and rich as the system calibrate itself, and then, finally, sound. All of that laid on the foundation of a well rested, clear head.
'If they can somehow replicate this sensation in real life as a form of aided sleep, they'd make billions' Dew thought .
They don't need to sleep as they are now, but they still have some recollections from when they do. It wasn't common of the them then to wake up this peacefully, but the sensations are similar enough that they can imagine
Me:
Slowly rising with a sudden influx of sensations of exhaustion but pleasantly comfortable was however, not something they were used to. Strange.. Dew decided to consult with H.A.R.P.E.R on this matter and promptly spoke out loud, not that they needed to but it helped to follow familiar actions from a past long forgotten.
'Harper? What's going?'
For a brief millisecond, a small glitching error pinged through out the server before being promptly quietened. Of course, neither the bot nor the player noticed anything amiss. Compensations were quickly awarded through the system mail as an apology for the bug patches.
A distant ping rang in their ears, as an icon popped up in front of their very eyes.
Good Morning Dew~ How are you feeling today?
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