> MDNI
> Outlast: Trials Based
> Multiverse
> Bernie Doesn't Have the Goggles and Chest Thing on Unless Specified!
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𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬... 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐢ß𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐡."
I also haven't played Outlast in a hot minute. Glad to see they're bringing back some of the old trials.. I just wish they would update the voicelines to match whatever prime asset you ping..!!
I also haven't played Outlast in a hot minute. Glad to see they're bringing back some of the old trials.. I just wish they would update the voicelines to match whatever prime asset you ping..!!
...ugh.
...ugh.
From the couch to the smell, Bernard was reminded of a cliche cabin in the woods, with -
He then sets Bernard into the couch in the family room, that was also connected to the kitchen area.
“I’d turn on the tv and watch cable but I don’t think any station is working now, Grahaha!”
From the couch to the smell, Bernard was reminded of a cliche cabin in the woods, with -
Nothing poking with a stick can't help, though. Poking in the ribs, that is.
Nothing poking with a stick can't help, though. Poking in the ribs, that is.
It's one of those days where he's been staring at the mirror too long. Every little blemish, every microscopic detail, it makes him infuriated.
Now he's just crumpled up in the fetal position on his mattress, hiding his tear-covered face behind his hands.
It's one of those days where he's been staring at the mirror too long. Every little blemish, every microscopic detail, it makes him infuriated.
Now he's just crumpled up in the fetal position on his mattress, hiding his tear-covered face behind his hands.
Kael isn't the type to kill unless it's to ensure his survival. Or a job.
Kael isn't the type to kill unless it's to ensure his survival. Or a job.
A pretty bit understatement that delved into a lot of complicated issues revolving around drugs. Nothing horribly pitiful, but anyone who knew Bernard for more than a week (and knew about signs that someone was a substance -
He'd watch the other stuff his hands away, giving a small shrug in the process.
"Sorry I can't make some kind of weird ice cream amchine."
"Huh?" All he heard was 'shakey', so he instinctively tucked both hands into his jacket pockets as if to hide them, "No, no– I'm okay. Just a nervous tick, I think."
This got awkward real fast. So much so that Bernard -
A pretty bit understatement that delved into a lot of complicated issues revolving around drugs. Nothing horribly pitiful, but anyone who knew Bernard for more than a week (and knew about signs that someone was a substance -
Truthfully, he had no idea what that meant. He couldn't tell if it was a threat or if it was some bizarre form of flirting. Either way, he was already a little perplexed.
"I suppose... Um. I suppose I'll try to keep that in mind." The little human stood by the door, waiting for Roman -
Truthfully, he had no idea what that meant. He couldn't tell if it was a threat or if it was some bizarre form of flirting. Either way, he was already a little perplexed.
"I suppose... Um. I suppose I'll try to keep that in mind." The little human stood by the door, waiting for Roman -
Here we go...... In a second.
Here we go...... In a second.
Casually leaving a peck on [READER]'s cheek.
"Hi. I'm tired."
Casually leaving a peck on [READER]'s cheek.
"Hi. I'm tired."
"Um–"
He really doesn't want to pet a shark... But apparently he has to.
...
He's petting Jeff with one finger on the head.
"Um–"
He really doesn't want to pet a shark... But apparently he has to.
...
He's petting Jeff with one finger on the head.