my current build is maxed to collect attention from ONLY goth hoes and weirdo tomboy girls with black lipstick. i carefully tune my nichemax-frauding and fashion in order to play into these elaborate theatrics. just another trauma response to this utterly worthless form i was given. i only ever had niche appeal to work with so i had to adapt or die. if you cannot adapt in this world you will rot away and go hollow very quickly.
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my actual "personality" is just some sort of amalgam abstraction tbh. it only plays a role in this scripted facade which i carefully orchestrate as a silent observer, - far removed from the actual stageplay. It just comes naturally. i dont want to sit in the driver seat and deal with the constant drab misery and boredom, struggle , pain, stress.
id rather just puppeteer this thing around. i think i want see it succeed instead than lie down and die so i am attempting to max out its stats
my actual "personality" is just some sort of amalgam abstraction tbh. it only plays a role in this scripted facade which i carefully orchestrate as a silent observer, - far removed from the actual stageplay. It just comes naturally. i dont want to sit in the driver seat and deal with the constant drab misery and boredom, struggle , pain, stress.
id rather just puppeteer this thing around. i think i want see it succeed instead than lie down and die so i am attempting to max out its stats

