Silence and Callousness

I’ll still try to reply to stuff every once in a while and I’ll lurk a lot on mobile, it’s just that I’m always tired and worn out and even Ishi and Gundam’s boundless energy can’t motivate me. Blah.

Super Gundam Ronpa

Like good art, excellent writing, flawless photoshop skills, and a new way to fill the void inside you that a dildo just can’t? Well you’re outta luck because this game has none of those things.

Play as SHSL Breeder, Gundam Tanaka, as he fucks around on a Sunday.

Why play?

-(Technically) three endings with Souda and Sonia.

-Choose your own path

-No spoilers for either game. Really.

-It’s shorter than Teruteru Hanamura

-It’s free and if you played it I’d feel really validated by that

It sounded strange to put it that way, but Kamora felt it was better to be direct than dance around the issue. True, Gundam was trying to retreat, but the matchmaker was a persistent one. She’d let him go, but not without voicing her opinions.

{Confusion, so much confusion, and it couldn't be hidden by a scarf. He knew he was difficult to approach and he knew his communicative shortcomings. Emotional broadcasting was something taught through observation, and he had isolated himself from anyone he could have learned it from. But he, the predator, knew how to hide. Or he thought he did.}

{Yet here this woman stood, persevering and unwavering. Words that were kind? They were, right? He didn't understand. He was grateful, but at the same time, fearful. Did words not hold double meanings? Was that not the core of betrayal? Was he mistaken?}

{He... didn't want to be.}

Seeds... grow with care, akin to a mother tending to her young. To neglect the seeds would bring their eventual decay...

{Alarmed? He didn’t have enough time to be alarmed, otherwise he would have put up much more of a struggle than he did. No, he was caught entirely off-guard, body horridly stiff as his face was given one… two… up to a third buss?

Hell have mercy… Gundam didn’t step back so much as take a leap and a lowered stance, fumbling with the edge of his scarf, tugging and pulling it over his lower face as to appear more threatening and less a red, flustered mess.}

Maybe.]

It sure seems like that’s what you’re doing right now. Surely you might not be hiding but what else would you be doing with that scarf of yours and covering your red face. You can stop spewing that stuff about spirits and the like with magic or what not. I’m sorry I startled you with what I had to do.

You are… indeed, lucky that even I have not yet perfected the petrifying gaze of the gorgon Medusa. And yet to commit such an act against one as noxious as I shows great bravery rarely seen in your pathetic kind! That I will commend you for! Ha… ha ha, hahaha…!

cut open the top of a pumpkin using a sharp implement (a knife is preferable)

spoon out the guts and seeds

carve a face or picture into the side of the pumpkin

put a candle inside light it and put the top back on the pumpkin