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seconds-2-midnight · 6 months
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Fun history facts!
The 'town' where Geiger lives (aka is quarantined) in 'My Atom Bomb' is a real place called Survival Town or Doom Town, Nevada. It's also commonly referred to as just "the Nevada test site".
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It was a mini manufactured town used in the 50s and populated by mannequins, test homes, and various household goods to test the effects of nuclear blasts on different types of matter.
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Only a couple of the houses survived the tests and are still standing today. It can be assumed that in my x-men fic, Geiger probably lives in one of those (or she did, until the Brotherhood showed up to yoink her away)
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Bonus: footage of the tests to show just how fuckin terrifying they were. And while Geiger doesn't create explosions of THAT size, she theoretically could - once. She'd self-destruct, sure, but goddamn would it be one hell of a mushroom cloud. (I imagine naturally she can do about 4-6kt of damage if she's willing to withstand the discomfort, but if she were to self-destruct, she would do upwards of 40kt)
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liamfindlay · 1 year
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COVER REVEAL!
After 7 years of writing, I'm excited to share the cover of The Doom Town Dummies!
A supernatural adventure for ages 8+, fully illustrated by Milena Bragina (who also made this beautiful cover)
Out 19/09/2023!
More info: http://liamrfindlay.com
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letsgethaunted · 1 year
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Episode 106: The M Cave and the Mysterious Disappearance of Kenny Veach Photodump
Image 01: Kenny Veach Image 02: Map of Mojave Image 03: Map of Nellis Air Force Base Image 04: Map by u/Merr_Gore in r/RBI showing where the user thinks Kenny’s M Cave vlog was filmed Image 05: Kenny at the mineshaft where his cellphone was found Image 06: “Atomic tourists” watching a-bombs being detonated in the Nevada desert Image 07: A fake family about to be blown up in a Doom Town Image 08: Screenshot of Sean H. video where some reddit users think they see an M Cave in the background Image 09: Pictures of the underground Cold War bunker for sale in Southern Arizona Image 10: Screenshot of alleged crystal skull, taken from youtube video uploaded by “Warlike Wrath”
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roughghosts · 1 year
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Not exactly at a loss for words: Doom Town by Gabriel Blackwell
Not exactly at a loss for words: Doom Town by Gabriel Blackwell @gabeblackwell
That was the start of it. That moment. What I mean to say is, and I want to be clear on this point, what I mean is that I knew then—at that exact moment—that all, all of my efforts in that area, that is to say, in the area of attempting to heal the rift between my wife and myself (and why not be blunt? all of my efforts in every area, every single one), had been and would continue to be…
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hey @wickedsick , merry (A Little Belated ) Christmas !!! (: i was your secret santa!
sorry i saw the prompt ‘elka realizes she likes girls’ & Franke and i blacked out and i died and when i was resuscitated this was on my screen . 😞
i think it takes a few years before it Really sinks in for elker doom . shes stubborn that way i think but shes getting there (:
edit: CANT believe i almost forgot; SUPER HUGE THANKS TO @kibasniper / @kibasniper111 FOR HOSTING i had a blast!!
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pineapple-coffee · 5 months
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doomed by the narrative: twin peaks edition
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etakeh · 3 months
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hate hate hate hate
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abbey-abdominal · 5 months
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*Self-Love by Metro Boomin (Coi Leray) starts blasting in the background*
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fujii-draws · 4 months
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Thinkin about how the whole “Future trio going back to the present” hc/theory is backed up by Dusknoir of all Pokémon…. His dialogue about wanting to settle down somewhere as nice as treasure town…. While on his mission no less… like bro…
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geenozah · 2 years
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I didn't know what to do, so I ran away. I left her there.
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dayurno · 27 days
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most touching bit that has been going on recently is people including kevjean when they say there are ship wars being fought on jean's holy name as if kevjean is ever even remotely comparable to jerejean (famous) and jeanee (canon)..... there are five kevjean fans and two are me. i dont think we can compete let alone compare but i love the enthusiasm
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Doesn’t it make you mad?
They have been together for over a year now and Steve is restless. He is so used to being obvious and shameless with his affection that the whole pretend we're just friends so they don't lynch us gets under his skin and sits there like a barbed wire. He doesn't want much, just kiss Eddie without checking the whole street and darkened windows like a private detective. He wants to hold his hand and not drop it the second someone comes round the corner. To reach out when Eddie's hair gets stuck on the nearest tree branch, fence or anything, untangle them and not have to move his hands away like his skin'd peel off if any part of Eddie touches him for too long.  
It all boils over one day when they come back from a grocery run. Some of their former classmates are there, smooching the life out of each other and Steve feels a pang of jealousy. He doesn't want to hide what he feels for Eddie, he wants to show him off for the whole world to see. "He chose me!" he wants to scream in their faces. Instead, he grabs a box of Honeycomb behind the girl's head and mutters "wow, breathing is sure overrated, huh?", not even attempting to cover up his annoyance.
"Doesn't it make you mad?" he asks, slamming a milk carton on the counter of their shared home. They even lied to their landlord because god forbid that two men love each other. They have two rooms, two beds, as if they need them. The kids, however, see the extra room as their personal sleepover zone and Steve already knows they're never getting rid of the little shits. Especially since Eddie has a special bookcase for his Dragons and the other thing right there.
Eddie just quirks an eyebrow and gently wrestles the milk from Steve's grip. "Easy, Stevie. One would think you're trying to apply enough pressure to turn this into butter." He haphazardly tosses a few items into the fridge before turning back. "Sorry, what is supposed to make me mad?"
"All of it. Hiding, acting like we're doing something wrong. All while those sleazebags swap spit in the middle of the store and no one bats an eye." 
He blinks and crosses arms in front of his body. "I thought we talked about this, Steve. That you knew what you were getting into. It's just not the same, can't be." He opens the fridge and starts actually sorting the groceries with fidgety fingers. "I hope you're not having second thoughts, big boy," he forces his voice to sound casual when the question is anything but.
"Oh no, no no no. Eddie. Not in a million years." The door slams shut and the bag is left forgotten on the counter as Steve spins Eddie around, gently removing a strand of hair that is somehow again stuck to his lips. "It's the opposite," he breathes and mindlessly strokes Eddie's cheek.
Eddie's brow furrows. "Oookay? You'll have to clarify that because I'm not sure what you're getting at." He doesn't move away though.
"It's just..." Steve is fumbling over his words, trying to gesticulate and hold Eddie's face at the same time. "I want better for you. I don't want to give the impression that you're a dirty secret I'm ashamed of. I want to...I don't know. Have my arm around you. Give you my jacket when you get cold. Because you always get cold. All those things. And it's just so fucking frustrating that I have to choose between keeping you safe and showing you how I feel." He looks at the ground, Eddie's shoes suddenly very interesting. "It's stupid, I know."
And Eddie just beams at him, radiant as ever, and covers Steve's hand with his. "You hopeless romantic," he teases and gives Steve a gentle peck on his lips. "Seriously though. It's fine."
Steve gives him a doubtful look. "Fine? Really?"
The long hair tangles everywhere as Eddie furiously shakes his head. "Ah, no. It totally sucks. What I mean by fine is - even if you're allowed to do something or if it's accepted, it doesn't mean you'll do it. I know you would," he quickly interrupts Steve when he hears a sharp intake of breath. "But many people don't. God, I hate even mentioning them, but take your parents, Steve. Holding hands in public, so sweet, so perfect," he mocks, "but as soon as they don't have an audience, they drop the charade. It's crazy common. So I'd much rather have this," he gestures between them, not-so-accidentally brushing Steve's chest in the process. "I'd rather have us. Sure, sometimes it's like navigating a minefield out there, but maybe it will change one day. Maybe it won't. But even now, there are so many little things you sneak in in public that show me that I might be dirty," he snickers and Steve smacks his thigh in retaliation, "but I'm definitely no secret. When you light my cigarette, or pick me up after work...it's real and it's ours."
There is a comfortable silence between them and Steve relaxes against Eddie. Just when Eddie thinks the fridge door is becoming a bit uncomfortable, Steve speaks again. "I get it. That's...that's true." He pauses for a second. "I still want to kiss you silly on the street though."
Eddie laughs and pulls him closer, comfort be damned. "Me too, Stevie. But how about this. You can still fuck me silly right here. No streets needed for that. Although kissing is strongly recommended."
That completely breaks the tension and Steve howls in laughter, his fingers already sneaking underneath Eddie's t-shirt. "Those are some impressive negotiation skills, Munson."
"Thanks," Eddie grins and returns the favor. "I'll have you know, my boyfriend loves them."
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gingerbeaniebeettr · 3 months
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Under New Management cogs look familiar…
The Factory Foreman - Judge Doom
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The Mint Auditor - Carl Fredricksen
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The Office Clerk - Ms. Bitters
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The Club President - Cindy Lou Who
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frankiescatts · 2 months
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i really do love spottedmouse i think there’s a certain french I don’t know about the way ur like yeah pretty sad stuff! but ur gearing up for the classic happy ending that every warrior cat gets when they have the starclan death reunion, same old same old, and then u remember that spottedmouse is 500000000x more fucked up and evil than every other romance because spottedleafs ghost gets forever dead like ten minutes before mousefur dies and joins starclan. it’s like a black comedy it’s so twisted. shakespeare is throwing up with jealousy
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rathologic · 6 months
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lara/rubin only is compelling to me as a pairing in patho2, which is a shame because (contradictorily) a lot of what makes it compelling to me is characterization from patho1 lara that was dropped in the remake. fundamentally two characters who are apathetic and impotent in the face of tragedies happening around them, despite feeling a deep compulsion to help in some way (actually, it's interesting that both of their Problems revolve around the absence of their father figures), but 2bin's character takes lack of agency and initiative to such an extreme that the motivator in their relationship would fully be lara's desires being projected on rubin, as someone familiar and trusted but not quite close enough to really know or engage with as his own person... desires which really are not defined in that game, so I just pull in the character point from p1 that lara deep down wants to start a family, given that that's the lens through which artemy suggests their relationship on his day 8 conversation with rubin, and given that her empty shelter in p2 is so flooded with the idea of lacking a family to dwell in it. and again because I'm a huge sucker for lara having a bitter and (with the best intentions) manipulative side + 2bin settling for whatever he's offered... and like, the interplay between searching for small comfort and searching for a way to survive in the long term, and the idea that someday far in the future they might actually turn out to be good for each other. it just would take effort that neither of them has energy for during the plague.
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You could drink your whole life away and still never get that taste out of your mouth.
half commission for @salempie half completely self indulgent dreck pieced together from our insane conversations abt franke and elka. told myself id finally write a big explanation for all of the dum shit between these two for context so Thats Under The Cut.
so I already wrote some stuff about elka and franke's relationship back in whispering rock so feel free to look at that too . it goes over elkas blindness/‘seeing’ with clairvoyance and how her and franke started talking & all that good stuff
SO FOR STARTERS. a lot of thsi wont make sense without a big breakdown of elka herself. because elkas potential as a character is like insane to me. like just the idea of her in the long run of her life reads as something so potentially tragic; a young girl whos plagued with visions of doom and destined to be an outcast even in her own home for things she cant control and clings to the One vision of her wedding that she thinks is 'happy' even despite the fact she doesnt really love the person in it. im choosing to take the li-po doc as canon here because its funny shes the only one with backstory-
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but my fucking god even the smallest look into what her parents are like is soo fucked up to me. and i do think elka especially gets a lot of influence from her mother; its funny how easily you can fit mabel doom into a box just from what elka says about her. knees deep in an avon-esque pyramid scheme and leaning into her daughters depressing ass visions & taking her to therapy at age 11 (which would be good if not for the kind of person you can already assume she is & so i doubt the therapist she has really does her any good. i think they share one). she reads as a very I Am My Daughters Best Friend type of mom to me and i can see elka being a centerpiece of the conversation when she has her Amway Girls over for drinks. wine-mom that lets her kid sip from the glass so she can feel like a big girl type deal.
and you can tell that elka is trying to hard to be too mature for her age even in her campster posts. how she writes letters to nils' mom and exchanges baking recipes with her and that feels like she really only interacts with middle aged women and not really many people her own age outside of camp (like her moms friends). which makes sense shed feel the need to ‘grow up’ early when shes probably had to process so many hard things at a young age bc of her visions.
theres a lot of filling the blanks here of course.
elka obsesses over nils to an overbearing degree even despite the fact he treats her like shit ('you promised no talking' and so on) and she treats him bad right back. she leans onto stereotypical heterosexual ideals like taking care of him and overblowing how Manly and Protective JT is and she admires romance stories like pride and prejudice and it feels like she Projects Soooooooo much of what she wants onto boys she barely feels anything for without knowing what its actually supposed to feel like. and clearly she WANTS that ideal future, a happy marriage, an actual romance- but according to nils even when they were dating she ignored him most of the time, which just seems Very Telling
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like shes filling a role, overcompensating for emotions and lacktherof she cant digest quite yet, and it only makes more sense when you know shes had visions of their future together. how could that be bad for her? shouldnt it be like the books and movies? but she doesnt really connect the fact that her visions are only for Doomed futures, and if she does she certainly doesnt show it. Doomed relationships. it's been a part of her family for generations and she isn't turning out much different, is she? i dont think she even realizes thats all she ever sees yet, just that its Going to happen. that it's Her future, and it always will be
and like, her only reference for a real marriage so far has been her own parents, and she already Knows they have an affair, and theyre doomed to split, (and i actually like to think they were in rough waters anyway and elka was a child meant to mend a crumbling marriage but thats a whole other thing) and so without a framework for what an actual healthy relationship is supposed to be like she cant really grasp that her relationship with nils Isnt that and isnt ever going to be. she can only cling to this one happy idea of the future, and thats why she keeps chasing him, self fulfilling the actuality of her situation and creating and fostering the unhappy life they will inevitably live together.
and that bleeds into everything else in her life, of course, because as the years go on, as the visions grow in number it just makes sense for her to fall into the predictability of her life. she always knows whats going to happen, her visions are Never wrong- so why try to change things? shes had time to process tragedies days, weeks, months, years before they happen, shes had time to settle into every crack of her life. her parents divorce, her various break ups, her future with the psychonauts.
“and she's already seen so much of a future with [nils] she feels trapped almost. Like she has to be happy in it or else it just means her life is miserable. And it's a mixture of pride and fear of the unknown that keeps her clinging to the One thing she knows. BUT LIKE!!! She knows what's gonna happen! It's easier to grieve when she's been grieving for years... She wants so badly to be happy, But to do that she has to step into the unfamiliar. And that's more terrifying than staying the same miserable person she's always been.”
and thats where franke comes in— and yeah you Do have to take a lot of liberties for frankes character since it’s basically, like, all the info for her is just that shes a Supreme Baby Dyke but thats enough for me. i think she has protective butch itch in her . on campster shes defensive over other women evidenced in the way she keeps watch over the girls cabins for lili when elton is pursuing her . but shes also eager to please and constantly trying to make kitty laugh and also Very naive. but she tries! and i think it only solidifies more as she gets Older and really gets a hold of her feelings & her powers. this is incredibly franke to me
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and i think as they grow older together— because i think franke and elka Do stay friends, both because elka is just pathetic and needs that positive connection even if she doesnt realize it and because i think franke is a very Loyal person & annoyingly persistent if you let her be . and i am also a kitty/franke truther. because kittys also important in this web we weave
because i think franke and kitty stay together after camp, to a point— theres a falling out facilitated on kittys end and they break up, but reconnect, and franke kind of... saves kitty from herself a little, from her strict military father whos love only extends thru finances , from her own stifling future , she drives all the way to bakersville in her shitty van handmedowned from her dad and they move in together eventually . they get jobs at the motherlobe , because it’s a pipeline to a decent job, because it’s whats easy, because franke doesn’t really have a future, because she’s never really been good at much, because shes never had much sense, because franke doesnt really care as long as she can live and help, sometimes, if she can, and because kitty’s there, and because elka’s there, and shes so used to being elkas eyes now and shes good at it. shes good at being the muscle of the missions when her colleagues lack it, when hypnosis and predictions arent enough. she likes it that way.
and elka appreciates frankes company. she listens, shes sweet, she does little things for her that no ones ever really put the effort for before; she likes her. franke is strong and bold and makes her laugh and shes always there but god elka cant let go of that future, of that box shes put herself in, that her mothers put her in, of being a Good Wife to a Loving Husband, of getting married normally and falling into unfailing familiarity. thats all shes ever wanted and shes not going to jeopardize that . not for franke, who may not be a boy but is handsome like one, whos always held her after every break up with nils and the men that filled empty days inbetween.
and elka is too stubborn to recognize those feelings anyway. too prideful to accept a way out. too set in her cycle no matter how much she hates it, her little self fulfilling tragedy of her own making, wallowing in her own doom. she struggles for control of her own life when she feels like every choice has been made for her anyway, she puts up her walls and carefully constructs what people see. but franke was always harder to trick, because while empathy isnt a particularly useful psychic power it’s certainly an inconvenient one. all franke has to do is get too close and all those carefully crafted walls fall apart, and elkas control is gone, and thats all she really has. and she tries to distance herself, really she does, but franke is also too persistent. and elka wears gloves, keeps contact that would make her walls crumble from happening as best as she can, but she cant really keep herself from the brief moments where she feels like someone actually fucking cares about her.
and that slightest lack of control, the need to wrestle it back is why she proposes to nils the next time theres a falling out— she knows how it happens, she plans every detail. and he accepts, despite everything. gets her a cheap ring and it feels like lead on her finger and its nothing at all like how shed thought it to be when she was a kid, theres no feather light feeling in her chest, only that dreadful reality that she cant turn this back. BUT WHAT CAN U DO LMAO
elka doesnt tell franke about this engagement until later, on their way back from a mission. late at night when neither of them can sleep, and franke invites elka to smoke in her van, because its been so long since theyve been alone like that, because elkas been so strangely absent lately. and because of everything, because frankes always so damn nice, because elka hates the feel of the ring on her finger, because she let herself get high alone with franke fucking athens whos always been so good at pulling her apart— the truth of it all spills out and its messy and emotional and she hates it, she hates the life shes made for herself, but franke makes it easier to bare and now shes here and shes so close and god she wishes she could see her smile again, she wishes she could see franke, thats all she needs right now and she cant but she can touch her and she can hold her and for tonight, she can be known, she can let those walls crumble, she can be something else just for once here with franke . she can kiss her here in this van, touch that happiness for just a moment, and forget the future that waits for her outside of it. franke begs her to forget the wedding, to just let herself be happy— and god, she wants to, but it means turning her back on everything shes known and everything shes saw to be inevitable, and franke has never been in her future, so if it were supposed to work out why hadnt she seen it and she cant, she cant take that risk but she can have this, even if its temporary, she can have it.
and just as soon as she gets a taste of it, its gone. after that night, after the missions over and theyre back at the motherlobe and have to pretend like nothing happened (franke doesnt, of course she tells kitty about it, she tells kitty about everything.) but that brief moment together haunts elka every time she sees franke, sees herself through frankes eyes, sees herself in her wedding dress because god its all franke can think about! of course it is! she knows how much elkas destroying herself she knows how much misery shes wallowing in that kiss in the van felt like an emotional punch to the teeth and she hasnt ever forgotten it and all she can do is sit and watch while elka throws herself into a loveless marriage. she can come to her wedding and see the way the bride and groom kiss with the emotional weight of a wet towel no matter how hard elka tries to hide it under a pretty dress and bouquets of flowers and meticulous planning.
and elka resents nils but she cant really hate him, its not his fault, not really. he feels trapped just like she does and his feelings of misery only cycle back into hers . they fight and gnash and wear away at each other and its a relationship thats crashed and burned a million times before elka even said i do. and its inevitable that she falls into her mothers habits, a sip of wine here and there to loosen up, until it turns to a glass, until it falls into a bottle on nights when whatever work nils does runs late.
but franke’s still there. shes always been there, hasn’t she? always trying to play knight, always trying to save her, dragging her home when shes stumbling over herself because god who else is going to do it but her? who else is left to care? certainly not nils. never nils. because franke knows her. because franke pities her. shes always pitied her. shes always known. and elka hates it, she resents it, but god in the same breath she’s desperate for it, she envies it to her very bones. elka is a mess but after frankes done with her she has someone to go back to that loves her. and god what elka wouldnt do to have that. to take it and keep it for herself because shes never ever got to have that movie romance shes always wanted.
so now comes this.
because elkas particularly miserable and particularly spiteful and she needs to get franke to understand, just for a moment, drink with her and get on her level and she needs her there with her no matter how her pity makes her feel. no matter how much it makes her shake with anger and envy and desperation, but god the way franke looks at her, the way she still tries to salvage what they have, the soft, slurred way she tells her that it’s okay but its not okay, none of this is okay, it never has been and she just wants franke to shut up and see that, and if she cant then she’ll show her, she’ll show her all the raw angry desperation, with too much teeth and hands that claw and grab and she’ll know why everyones always said she’s too much.
and she knows this puts her on nils’ level too. that this makes her a cheater, that shes no better than he is now. no better than her father and his affair. but god, she wants to be selfish. she wants to be in control. just for once. she wants to feel right and she wants to feel happy and she wants to feel loved. thats all shes ever wanted. and franke will let her have that, just for a little while, at the very least.
anyway. sorry. sorry for being crazy . this isnt even getting into the shit after the comic takes place . elkas stupid brainworld thag she has to overcome in order to finally be allowed in the polycule and live happily ever as worlds first lesbian divorceman
sorry for all the shit i make up instead of caring about actual characters with screentime . bye !
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