#maybe something else

Am I suicidal because I need to change my medication? Or is this 'just a normal part of life!'?

Should I be concerned that I literally feel like I ALWAYS want to cry? Doesn’t everyone?

Is this feeling of being absolutely disgusted by my own appearance every time I look in the mirror something I can expect every month or is there perhaps something else going on?

Is this constant state of nausea a normal reaction to living through the collapse of The United States of America? Or is it because of my period?

And hey! How do I make ALL of that stop?

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freckles are from sun damage because boy won't put on a shirt and sunscreen is also bad

with the tattoos I only ever drew them once! saved it as a transparent PNG so now I just import it as a layer and crop it around however I need. highly recommend doing that for characters with tattoos

also for the puppy likers

Like, the player is actually a D-class who was never an employee there in the first place or the player is someone who did work there once upon a time and got into some sort of trouble that landed them as a D-class.

The 05, after finding out about this, decides to send the player there for one reason and one reason only: to gather intel.

The player is sent in with a body camera (or at least some sort of camera that provides 24/7-hour feed), an ear piece so the researches can talk and order the player around, a backpack, a second set of clothing within the backpack, and food (more like snacks though) to last a week. If rationing well, a week and a half.

Whether player choices would be different or the same, the ear piece would go out, the camera would go out due to being smashed, the toys that are killed are left alive due to orders from the researchers, or even if they decide to send a new MTF squad they put together BECAUSE of what's within is not something I know.

Hell, the researchers (maybe even the 05) would probably want the Doctor (Harley Sawyer) alive just because they're curious about him and his experiments.

Thinking about it, that would be so ironic. The hunter becomes the hunted. The researcher becomes the object.

Whatever happens afterwards is not something I have any idea of.

In whatever case, this idea just would not leave my head.