places where the audio distorts
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the audio distorts when people lie.
I imagine this knowledge will come in handy later.
[id: ALICE: This is not something you go poking around in. Not if you want to keep your job… or your neck. SAM: (a little amused) Okay, okay! I get it. Consider me scared straight. "Consider me scared straight" is highlighted. end id]
[id: LENA: Now, while I understand your concerns, you need to understand that Colin has held the IT Manager position for some time without incident, and although he is somewhat… frustrated with his current assignment, he can request help from the central IT team at any time. I am certain that should he find his responsibilities unmanageable, he will request assistance. Or resign, of course. Either way, the problem will resolve itself. "Or resign, of course" is highlighted. end id]
[id: CELIA: Is there any way to look up specific files? ALICE: Like what? CELIA: Oh, I don’t know. Every case about… being buried alive, or meat, or… whatever. ALICE: Well, there’s a search bar, but it doesn’t actually do anything. You’d have to dig through them all manually. (suspicious) – Why do you ask? CELIA: Just figuring it all out. Ah well, I guess I’ll need to find Bigfoot on my own time. "Just figuring it all out" is highlighted. end id]
[id: GERTRUDE: I see. Well, I’m sorry, but I don’t think Gerry can help you – GERRY: (casually) Yeah, I barely remember any of it. "I don’t think Gerry can help you" is highlighted. end id]
[id: GERRY: Oh yeah, but I was pretty young. I remember filling in a bunch of forms and questionnaires, then some old men asking me questions about what books I liked to read, who did I look up to, that kind of thing. And then I left. SAM: (disappointed) That’s all? GERRY: Yeah, afraid so. Other than just sitting around with a bunch of other kids in a room that smelled like old books. "Yeah, afraid so" is highlighted. end id]
[id: CELIA: I’m trying to look into… Weird physics stuff: time travel, other dimensions, teleportation, all that good stuff. Freddy doesn’t really do searches, so you could keep an eye out and let me know if any come up in your cases? SAM: Uh, sounds a bit sci-fi compared to our usuals. What’s this for? (amused breath) You’re not doing research for that podcast you were on, are you? CELIA: (surprised) You know about that? SAM: I might have given you a quick Google. CELIA: Then… yeah. I’m doing a favor for Georgie. "yeah. I’m doing a favor for Georgie" is highlighted. end id]
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It was sweet that Astarion was under the belief that no one would figure out he was a vampire before his big reveal. Most of us took one look at him and said "yep, that sure is a vampire right there." Most, however, doesn't include the party members. Some of these characters are supposed to be perceptive and intelligent, and I'm still convinced that if you press your ear against theirs you'd hear elevator music.
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the crazy thing is that malevolent really seems like it's gonna be one of those "there's nothing actually special about this guy, he just has very bad luck." stories but no. there IS something special about that guy. there's a REASON this is happening to him. this story could NOT have happened to anyone else the way it did to him. somehow, for some reason, arthur lester is special. and even more absurdly, this specific version of arthur lester is special. that's insane.
so much of the horror genre is all about how these things could happen to anyone, but malevolent wants you to explicitly know that arthur lester is important. arthur lester is the reason this story is happening. arthur lester is different, in some strange way that even he doesn't fully understand.
and that's what makes him the main character, not just the protagonist.
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pls… for your consideration: ex/toxic baby daddy patrick 🤐
STAWP ‼️‼️‼️‼️ patrick is so deadbeat father who has a sudden realization he needs to get his shit together years later coded. like oh my god, i have a little babygirl and a hot wife and she sent me divore papers years ago but I've never signed that shit - we're still married - she's still my wife - thats still my kid -
its easy to hate patrick zweig from afar when hes just the man who broke your heart and left after he knocked you up - its not so easy to hate him when hes leaning against the doorframe of your home and then bending to his knees to meet the ball of sunshine thats your daughter - its not easy when you remember the nights spent dancing to electric music horribly until you collapsed into giggles into his chest, when you remember what his nose feels like skating up the collum of your throat, when you remember how he makes you laugh and how good he smells and how hes so intense, the way he looks at you, really looks at you and you want to sway into him, fall into his broad body and warm hands and feel him again.
but no. you have to remember the fights. the nights spent crying - while he lost himself in the bottom of a bottle - you have to remember the horror on his face when you'd told him you were pregnant like you'd slapped him. you have to remember how he left without a word.
he tells you he hasn't stopped thinking about you. he tells you he misses you. he tells you he was a fuckup and young and impulsive but he wants to try and be a man now, he wants to be a dad. he wants to take care of you.
you have the decency to wait until your daughter is tucked away in bed before you unravel. throw things. yell at him. tell him you hate him, he has no right to come here to you, to want to play house like its a game like its so easy. you dont need him. you dont, you've never needed anyone, especially not him.
he takes your anger - he lets you beat his chest. until you're wilted with exhaustion from it and then he reaches up to grasp your wrists. gentle. you startle to feel the wedding band around his finger - his eyes are sad. but he still has that fucking infuriating half quirk to his lips he'd always had.
"I'm not going anywhere."
"you can't fix anything, patrick. we're done. its over."
that fucking smirk. "yeah, we'll see about that."
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