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i'm imagining lestat recording the failures holding that big ass microphone like youtubers do

every time you make art of any kind, a stat that is not visible to the player goes up. also, this is the most important stat in the game

does singing in the shower count as art

does a strong as fuck ice mummy have ice powers

Qifrey is Such A Character because I'm like twenty chapters in to witch hat atelier and pretty much the only things he's done has been have whimsical little cottagecore picnics, be nice to children, and have category 9 domestic events with the whole adult man who lives in his attic. And somehow he does all of this whilst projecting an aura of horrible, tangible sadness. Mans is frolicking in meadows and giving the general impression of a haunted victorian orphan. He's cooking sweet potatoes and I fully expected him to tell the reader he was waterboarded as a child. He's entrancing.

Olruggio was having a normal day three hours ago. He was coming home after a long day at work looking forward to seeing his husband best friend and eating a warm dinner. Pat the kids on the head and then go lie down. NO Qifrey says I have obtained another child she's a part of an active criminal investigation and a sign that I am dipping back into my worst destructive behaviors that you thought I'd set down years ago you have to be okay with this right now or else I'll lobotomize myself. Also there's a rat in the living room.

Another week of Qifrey laying on the ground being a slut

happy sopping wet Qifrey day to all who celebrate

Okay for context when I heard witch hat atelier was getting an anime my first reaction was "omg. I can't wait to see Qifrey eating his small handful of wild ibuprofen animated."

For added context for people who don't know about witch hat atelier, this scene in question concerns a witch secretly getting up to some Ominous Schenanigans at 1am in the attic which results in him taking a lightning bolt to the face. The next morning, he still hasn't regained feeling in his hands, but he doesn't want the other members of his household (four preteen girls) to cotton on to the fact that he's injured. So he just walks outside and starts stuffing his face with organic painkillers.