BaronVonChateau @BaronVonChateau@mastodon.social
Narrative Designer for @EoEGame Made Autumn Leaves. Loves bittersweet and needlessly cruel endings.
I heard a friend of mine sing just now and it was so beautiful and unexpected I have a headache from the emotional onslaught what the actual hell is this.
The other day I cooked one awesome jalapanero burger, with avocado cutlet and breaded eggplant. Put so much ingredients, sauce, chili, onions, cheese and love into that burger that - somehow -
it became sentient.
Thing is, there was too much chili. The pain was such that it begged me to kill it.
I was happy to oblige.
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Am I a bad person for only writing rpg quests that are supposed to make the player feel bad? Show more
I'd like to post image of some of the meals I'm cooking. 'Cause I love 'em. They're my creation, you see?
But since I'll be eating them afterwards, It'd feel like "Saturn devouring his son and taking a selfie."
Difference between Mastodon and Twitter is that here I can say that I listen to Simply Red "Fairground" on loop while working, and nobody's judging me.
Right?
Mark my words :
In five years or so, cardiologs will prescript patients with heart condition to delete their Twitter account and migrate on Mastodon.
Me on Mastodon : "Hey, these people really have something interesting to say."
Me on Twitter : "WHAT, 600 € FOR A MEAL AND 100 € FOR EATING A BADLY COOKED PIGEON I MEAN WTF URRRRH"
Shitpostmodernism.
When they die, shitposters become poltergeists so they can still smash keyboards and post shit from beyond the grave.
Well, most of the time they steal other people's food pic to fool their followers into thinking they're still alive.
It's a tough afterlife.
See that guy on Twitter? You know, *that* guy. You like him, all right, he's funny. Yet you didn't invite him on mastodon.
And after this toot, you still won't.
Why?
6AM : It's six in the morning.
Me : Hours don't talk.
6AM : How did I wake you up, then?
"That's it" he told himself while setting down his glass "I'm becoming what I despise the most."
He had seen, endured much of the world. "To be tamed in such a way, it's..." He felt a strange, humbling peace, the irritating comfort of resignation.
As he looked upon the macha powder cluttering his organic barley milk, a single savorless tear runned down his cheek : to his own surprise, writing convincing #introductions had become something important to him.
He had become petit-bourgeois.
It would be nice to be able to tag your Toots with either FR or EN for people wanting to filter.
I tweet exclusively in English, but most of the people I follow speak French.
Well done, Boran, Clap Clap, Bra-fucking-vo you really get that Social Network thang right, huh.
500 characters for a Toot seems a bit too bigwhen you're used to type quick, fit and sharp sentences. It feels quite like loose pants, actually.
But knowing my own inclination for self-indulgence, it's only a matter of time before I let myself go, grow lax and inevitably fill the whole pants.
Paradigm has been released.
One day I'll cook something so delicious people will vomit right after the meal, just to be able to taste it again.
With a deliberate sense of provocation, he began writing his message in Twitter's box. Only to copypaste it, with one more char, in Mastodon.
So, where do you #VoiceActing people go look for some Job Offers? (Online forum, that kind of place.)
Got one to post, and besides Voice Acting Alliance, Newgrounds, Tumblr, I'm looking for other websites with enough traffic.
