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Pen name: Delila H. Smith (the H is silent). Thirtysomething trans lesbian, snugglemuffin, girlthing. Devil but in like a catgirl sort of way, perennial emotional wreck, too gay for this. Minors, please don't follow.


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Hang on, I suddenly started imagining an alternate timeline in which Tsukasa Kudamaki was introduced like five games before her role in UDoALG, and kept bouncing from one Polycule Of Evil Women to the next in each game (with or without any explanation each time for why she was kicked out of the last one), with all that culminating in her finally landing the "fail to assassinate Reimu, shack up at the Moriya Shrine" job.



Sherlock Holmes story where after Holmes shows up, the perp starts actively starting to mess with the case to make it harder than it was already. Holmes catches them anyway, of course; at the end, they're like "yeah, I knew you were gonna catch me anyway, cuz I mean you're Sherlock Holmes, right? I was so scared I thought about just turning myself in right away, but then I decided that instead I was gonna make things more interesting for you instead" and Holmes is like "lmao no, yeah that was the most fun I've had in years. Still murder, tho"



I dreamed that I was rejoining a magical girl roleplay MUD which I'd previously left. No, not the one waking-me actually did leave, some other one which the dream made up (also they were two completely different server-types). I was still going to play as a villain, though.

There was a mandatory in-universe "system" where in order to transform, you needed to "fuse" with another character; even in the ream, I realized that this would be inconvenient if you didn't have a partner whose schedule perfectly matched with yours 100% of the time.

After rejoining, I discovered in a conversation with the guy in charge of the game that the tone was off -- I forget the exact turn of phrase dreaming-me used, but it was some witticism about being gritty instead of all-cute-all-the-time, but not too gritty. Also, the combat system was this horrendously-complicated grid-based system that was depicted in the dream in a way really didn't make sense for an entirely text-based medium like a MUD.

I awkwardly bowed out of the conversation and left the game again.



Miles: Kingpin!

(they have a showdown on the side of a building with the dimensions swirling around them)

Kingpin: (slams his fists onto the side of the building, sending shockwaves)

Miles: (does a couple of backflips to avoid the shattering glass)

Kingpin: (gets out his gun and fires at Miles)

Miles: (leaps over into the air, thwips the gun away) NOPE! Sorry! This movie's rated PG, and you've already done the one alotted gun-violence!