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when you’re having a laugh with your dad but then you suddenly remember that he’s going to hell

you have no proof it was me. it could have been anyone.

I don't need it. I can smell your aura of justice and light from a mile away. I know you. I'm going to eat you

okay but like, there totally could be like -- two of them -- right? like have we considered that there's a fun little warrior of justice for each of us?

if there's more than one i'm killing myself

I'm imagining a world where RPGMaker somehow made it as the de facto codebase for software and you have to navigate your banking app by walking around in a huge room full of NPCs named "make deposit" and "make withdrawal" etc and there's loud as fuck stock music playing

I hope the next 4chan post that gets adapted into an indie film is Bridget Forcefem Tulpa

i am evil for being weak

maybe it's time to try religious psychosis