Might try to expand my horizons.

EVERY FRIEND GROUP HAS THE: - neurotic man - rogue self aware ai - pyromaniac science baby - autistic son of god himself - toxic nonhuman gamer - mixologist - worlds worst us marine - god himself - dog

Another year is almost over

Come see me at 📍 [Location] for a tattoo. If it’s your first one by me, I’ll give you a discount too.

—Character Reset—

Where am I?

Is this the Hephaestus? /God/, no.

Maxwell?

God, I hope Sams okay.

Who do ai have to talk to to get off of this hell ship?

he cried, he yelled, he laughed. he insulted me and called me cold ; the next moment, he praised me and told me i was the best in the world.

<You’re okay, Daniel. You’ll get off of this rust bucket and get back to Sam safe. You did it last time. You can do it again.>

I am jealous of your flesh, how it clings so tightly to your bones. That should be me. That should be me.

my father could not love, but he believed he could. he believed he loved me, but i could tell him how untrue that was. i could list for him the number of times he had failed to be a father to me.

you killed her, and yet she died lovingly in your arms. not a betrayal, but a farewell.

i would recognize you in total darkness, were you mute and i deaf. i would recognize you in another lifetime entirely, in different bodies, different times. and i would love you in all of this, until the very last star in the sky burnt out into oblivion.

God. I need a drink.

Alright, so who is this crew that’s running around with Colonel Kepler now?

I’m like a dog biting at the enclosures of my cage.