my favorite part of vlr is how it starts off like “oh ok i guess the three of us will go through this door together that’s fine” but eventually it just turns into “no i don’t want to go with dio” “well i don’t want to go with dio either” “well somebody has to go with dio”
First time I played, I chose to go with Dio in the second doorset because I didn’t trust him to leave him with anybody else- wanted to keep an eye on him, y’know…
“Welcome to the bone zone.” I say seductively, providing a charming wink and smile to my date as I open the door to the unlit shed.
They blush, obviously charmed, and smile back before walking into the dark of the shed. They are expecting a moment of passion. I have other plans.
I walk up to them, shutting the door behind me. They go to embrace me but I reach over to turn the light on, illuminating the various saws and animal bones scattered throughout the room. Skulls hang on the walls, watching. There is a pile of rocks in the corner. My date is horrified.
“It’s called the bone zone because it’s full of bones.” I explain, picking up a large buck skull. “This one’s name is George.”
My date can only watch in silent horror as I begin introducing them to each and every skull I own, all lovingly named. Just when they think it’s over, I begin to introduce them to my rocks.
i know ive blogged abt this before but does anyone else remember the study on the children w/ a broken furby who like. removed its skin and cut it into as many pieces as those who were present for the ceremony to be taken far away and buried as a means of appeasing it?? & they like?? defined the skin as the ghost and the rest as the goblin and both were angry that the children had killed it??????????????? please
I read about it in Sherry Turkle’s Alone Together: Why We Expect More from Technology and Less from Each Other. here:
i'm very gay. i'd like a few dollars. 