Me: logs into the cockpit
Me: Hey there, beautiful. Ready for another day of killing?
Mech: beeps affirmatively
Me: I knew you'd say that. You're always so supportive.
About the new death screen...
watching serial experiments lain at 3am on a thursday while unmedicated to enjoy the broken glass crunching sound my psyche makes
*parent who spent 18 years trying to reassure themselves that you were normal* i just didn't see any signs
somehow cyberpunk has inflicted the stealth archer curse on me more than skyrim ever did
More helmless Gabe I guess
Go my scarab
idk i think its just kind of weird that- *giant invisible hand grabs me by the back of the neck like a kitten and starts lifting me away* god damn it not this again
returning to unhealthy internet usage patterns after a brief break to touch grass. we know how this is supposed to work at this point.(banner rendered with cbonsai and cool-retro-term, profile picture rendered wit helix and cool-retro-term)
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