there exists no fight, i either die immediately or am perpetually hospitalized while helpless at the mercy of their willingness to not kill me. either that, or you must necessarily make me unlike myself in a manner that betrays my general sentiments and deliberate behaviors, and i will still die
a curse of death phrased in a vaguely "new" way, which, i mean i can't do anything about it so yeah i suppose i'll just live as normal and wait for them to break in while listening to music i love and daydreaming my life away. i'm a malnourished stickbug skeletal corpse, i couldn't possibly do anything, so i wouldn't possibly try anything at all
there is no distress when facing the absolute, thus says the freeze instinct
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a curse of death phrased in a vaguely "new" way, which, i mean i can't do anything about it so yeah i suppose i'll just live as normal and wait for them to break in while listening to music i love and daydreaming my life away. i'm a malnourished stickbug skeletal corpse, i couldn't possibly do anything, so i wouldn't possibly try anything at all
there is no distress when facing the absolute, thus says the freeze instinct
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Achromalia wrote:
i curse you with the lifetime roulette for the deprivation of two of four forms of conventional sensation (sight, hearing, smell, taste-- the sense of touch is protected/excluded) which will alternate once per day in an inconsistent order and will persist through the entirety of that given day