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I only know one kind of energy to embrace and that is crackhead energy

That awkward moment when you bond with a fictional character more than you initially thought you would and now you’re crying over them because you just want to cradle them gently in your arms. That’s me right now

I’m glad I chose here to start my more public roleplaying adventures. So far people seem very nice, and I’m very thankful for that. I’m still trying to fully grasp everything lore-wise but my tiny sleep-deprived monkey brain can only do so much in 7 hours. I know it’s not expected of me to have everything down immediately, but it feels like I owe as much. Everything is beautifully written and has obvious effort put behind it and I guess I’m just glad to have found such a wonderful place to branch out into. Just want all you certainly more experienced writers and roleplayers to know that I may not ever get to know you all but I still appreciate you a ton!

My whitelist application, waiting to be approved, which I know will take time:
Me, shaking: Please don-
My anxiety, screaming at me: IT’S SO TERRIBLE AND BADLY WRITTEN THAT EVERYONE IS JUST STARING IN AWE AT HOW DUMB YOU LOOK
Me, in tears: Please this is all I have

In other words I’m the world’s biggest idiot. Hi, I’m new.