Aha, but if you've been there long enough you eventually find the secret shortcuts which enable you to go through quicker!... And then you forget them the next time you go and end up walking the whole way anyways.
Really? I honestly thought only swedes liked köttbullar, and that's cause we've been practically forced to eat them from a very early age. I mean, we put lingonsylt (lingonberry jam?) on them! And they don't even ask, so you have to tell them specifically if you don't want any.
Ah Ikea, my family ALWAYS goes there. It's funny how you can't get out without going through all of the departments. (those sneaky bastards)
But I'm not complaining, I like köttbullar
Fiona stood in the caravan. It was empty, Sasha had gone for water and wouldn't be back for a while. It was completely empty. There was no one around to toss cards at, no one around to fall asleep at the wheel, there was no one around. She felt that the emptiness in her trusty caravan mirrored the emptiness in her heart. The emptiness that she had first felt that day in the scorching sun, the day it all ended. She had been too late.
Fiona whispered into the stuffy air:
"You lying Hyperion piece of shit..."
-
Rhys sat behind his desk. He'd just dismissed Vaughn and Yvette, both of whom were ecstatic over their new promotions, courtesy of himself. He wished he could match their joy, he wished he could have their happiness instead of this hole for a heart. He wished he could go back. But most of all, he wished he'd stayed. Stayed and confessed his feelings, which were then so conflicted and now so clear. He muttered something which would have been interpreted by most as gibberish.
Aha, but if you've been there long enough you eventually find the secret shortcuts which enable you to go through quicker!... And then you f… moreorget them the next time you go and end up walking the whole way anyways.
Really? I honestly thought only swedes liked köttbullar, and that's cause we've been practically forced to eat them from a very early age. I mean, we put lingonsylt (lingonberry jam?) on them! And they don't even ask, so you have to tell them specifically if you don't want any.
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Fiona stood in the caravan. It was empty, Sasha had gone for water and wouldn't be back f… moreor a while. It was completely empty. There was no one around to toss cards at, no one around to fall asleep at the wheel, there was no one around. She felt that the emptiness in her trusty caravan mirrored the emptiness in her heart. The emptiness that she had first felt that day in the scorching sun, the day it all ended. She had been too late.
Fiona whispered into the stuffy air:
"You lying Hyperion piece of shit..."
-
Rhys sat behind his desk. He'd just dismissed Vaughn and Yvette, both of whom were ecstatic over their new promotions, courtesy of himself. He wished he could match their joy, he wished he could have their happiness instead of this hole for a heart. He wished he could go back. But most of all, he wished he'd stayed. Stayed and confessed his feelings, which were then so conflic… [view original content]
FINALLY!! I finished part 1! These are supposed to focus on the main four heroes and how they feel. With the bits of rhyiona in there. I hop… moree Y'all enjoy.
The four were lined up on the platform, The Hyperion man in the lead with grifters on both sides and an assassin on the end. Fiona swiped her hair out from her eye quickly like second nature as she raised an eyebrow to her group. They would be temporarily splitting up to find the last piece of Gortys, A cute little robot that would, When completed, Change their lives for the better. It was a two-team job that would have to be completed in near union if they were to get out okay. It was dangerous, But that was to be expected. Rhys and Sasha were to split up and find the control room to the automated turret systems so Fiona and Athena could quickly grab the core and make it back. They arrived at the platform to the catwalk with an abrupt stop. Rhys took the first step with Sasha following … [view original content]
Rule #254: Do not, I repeat, do not wander off the path. You will find yourself in a confusing land of candles, cups and bed sheets that must be navigated with utmost caution. Any item can be a trap set to keep you lingering for days. If you do find yourself lost here, close your eyes and shuffle until you reach an empty space. Don't stop if you hear crashing sounds and angry shouts behind you. Oh, and you'll probably have to pay for anonymous broken items at the cash desk.
It's true I don't. I mean, I love lingonsylt, but I don't feel it goes with meat. But we all have different tastes
Okay good to know there are some shortcuts too I think I need some kind of "Ikea survival book" haha!
I'm a Finn, remember? We are not that different And I love lingonberry jam on them! My whole family does.
I'm getting emotional again. x) I can't even bring myself to say properly what I'm feeling right now. I just... I was so worried that something might happen again while I was away and I'm so relieved to finally be back and see that everything is fine and the thread is still going. I'd hate it if some of you had to leave, you mean so much to me and I'm being super serious when I say that.
@nohuhhuh I'm so sorry that I got you worried, but now I'm back and I'm so happy! ;__;
P.S. 957 new comment claps. brb I've got some catching up to do x)
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Fiona stood in the caravan. It was empty, Sasha had gone for water and wouldn't be back f… moreor a while. It was completely empty. There was no one around to toss cards at, no one around to fall asleep at the wheel, there was no one around. She felt that the emptiness in her trusty caravan mirrored the emptiness in her heart. The emptiness that she had first felt that day in the scorching sun, the day it all ended. She had been too late.
Fiona whispered into the stuffy air:
"You lying Hyperion piece of shit..."
-
Rhys sat behind his desk. He'd just dismissed Vaughn and Yvette, both of whom were ecstatic over their new promotions, courtesy of himself. He wished he could match their joy, he wished he could have their happiness instead of this hole for a heart. He wished he could go back. But most of all, he wished he'd stayed. Stayed and confessed his feelings, which were then so conflic… [view original content]
Rule #254: Do not, I repeat, do not wander off the path. You will find yourself in a confusing land of candles, cups and bed sheets that mus… moret be navigated with utmost caution. Any item can be a trap set to keep you lingering for days. If you do find yourself lost here, close your eyes and shuffle until you reach an empty space. Don't stop if you hear crashing sounds and angry shouts behind you. Oh, and you'll probably have to pay for anonymous broken items at the cash desk.
It's true I don't. I mean, I love lingonsylt, but I don't feel it goes with meat. But we all have different tastes
So yah hey sorry for the absence today I was at the hospital for my little sister it seems she might have appendicitis so she'll be staying … morethere tonight to see if she might need surgery I'm kinda afraid so much so I'm tearing up while writing this but hopefully she'll be ok God willing she'll be ok.
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Fiona stood in the caravan. It was empty, Sasha had gone for water and wouldn't be back f… moreor a while. It was completely empty. There was no one around to toss cards at, no one around to fall asleep at the wheel, there was no one around. She felt that the emptiness in her trusty caravan mirrored the emptiness in her heart. The emptiness that she had first felt that day in the scorching sun, the day it all ended. She had been too late.
Fiona whispered into the stuffy air:
"You lying Hyperion piece of shit..."
-
Rhys sat behind his desk. He'd just dismissed Vaughn and Yvette, both of whom were ecstatic over their new promotions, courtesy of himself. He wished he could match their joy, he wished he could have their happiness instead of this hole for a heart. He wished he could go back. But most of all, he wished he'd stayed. Stayed and confessed his feelings, which were then so conflic… [view original content]
Idk I just started the other day and we had orientation, and that guy is supposedly to be 'the class clown' -_- with offensive jokes.
I guess he targeted me because I'm quiet and my awkwardness really shows. UGHHH..but nevermind I'm gonna ignore him now...:D and hopefully it won't be like in HS where I was sent to the discipline teacher a few times lmao hahahahaha
Not sure if you've checked my DeviantArt account, but I posted up that picture of Nick you drew (labeling you as the artist of course) and the response has been so positive!!
I love how they both are still using the same insults as in the beginning of Tales.
This could realistically happen. This would be this "bitter sweet" ending I have been talking about. It's definitely sad but also touching.
oh those final words!! Hhhnnng! The feels!!
(okay this is funny, because my AU comic was going to end in a similar way.. :P)
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Fiona stood in the caravan. It was empty, Sasha had gone for water and wouldn't be back f… moreor a while. It was completely empty. There was no one around to toss cards at, no one around to fall asleep at the wheel, there was no one around. She felt that the emptiness in her trusty caravan mirrored the emptiness in her heart. The emptiness that she had first felt that day in the scorching sun, the day it all ended. She had been too late.
Fiona whispered into the stuffy air:
"You lying Hyperion piece of shit..."
-
Rhys sat behind his desk. He'd just dismissed Vaughn and Yvette, both of whom were ecstatic over their new promotions, courtesy of himself. He wished he could match their joy, he wished he could have their happiness instead of this hole for a heart. He wished he could go back. But most of all, he wished he'd stayed. Stayed and confessed his feelings, which were then so conflic… [view original content]
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Aha, but if you've been there long enough you eventually find the secret shortcuts which enable you to go through quicker!... And then you forget them the next time you go and end up walking the whole way anyways.
Really? I honestly thought only swedes liked köttbullar, and that's cause we've been practically forced to eat them from a very early age. I mean, we put lingonsylt (lingonberry jam?) on them! And they don't even ask, so you have to tell them specifically if you don't want any.
We survived it all!
So one of my friends called the telltale forums lame, also he shipped Rhysha.
YEAH! WE SURVIVED IT!!!
HELL YEAH!
Tell that mean person to go fuck themselves :P Either way, you're the bigger person
Why is he mean to you Kimmy? ;-;
You're so awesome ;-;
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Fiona stood in the caravan. It was empty, Sasha had gone for water and wouldn't be back for a while. It was completely empty. There was no one around to toss cards at, no one around to fall asleep at the wheel, there was no one around. She felt that the emptiness in her trusty caravan mirrored the emptiness in her heart. The emptiness that she had first felt that day in the scorching sun, the day it all ended. She had been too late.
Fiona whispered into the stuffy air:
"You lying Hyperion piece of shit..."
-
Rhys sat behind his desk. He'd just dismissed Vaughn and Yvette, both of whom were ecstatic over their new promotions, courtesy of himself. He wished he could match their joy, he wished he could have their happiness instead of this hole for a heart. He wished he could go back. But most of all, he wished he'd stayed. Stayed and confessed his feelings, which were then so conflicted and now so clear. He muttered something which would have been interpreted by most as gibberish.
But Rhys knew what he had said.
"You filthy Pandoran scum..."
-
They said it at the same time.
"... come back to me."
Okay good to know there are some shortcuts too
I think I need some kind of "Ikea survival book" haha!
I'm a Finn, remember? We are not that different
And I love lingonberry jam on them! My whole family does.
y u doin dis 2 me ;-;
Mostly Rhysha to me, but I can see the Rhyiona as well!! XD
It's a very well written piece, you should be proud of it
Rule #254: Do not, I repeat, do not wander off the path. You will find yourself in a confusing land of candles, cups and bed sheets that must be navigated with utmost caution. Any item can be a trap set to keep you lingering for days. If you do find yourself lost here, close your eyes and shuffle until you reach an empty space. Don't stop if you hear crashing sounds and angry shouts behind you. Oh, and you'll probably have to pay for anonymous broken items at the cash desk.
It's true
I don't. I mean, I love lingonsylt, but I don't feel it goes with meat. But we all have different tastes 
You did what you had to do.
Accurate as ever
It's that kind of day for me. I just wanna write sad and depressing stuff for no reason
Hi! I'm back. Sort of.
Guys... I missed you so much oh my god ;A;
I'm getting emotional again. x) I can't even bring myself to say properly what I'm feeling right now. I just... I was so worried that something might happen again while I was away and I'm so relieved to finally be back and see that everything is fine and the thread is still going. I'd hate it if some of you had to leave, you mean so much to me and I'm being super serious when I say that.
@nohuhhuh I'm so sorry that I got you worried, but now I'm back and I'm so happy! ;__;
P.S. 957 new comment claps. brb I've got some catching up to do x)
WTF IS THAT?! :O
I remember some people in that other thread said that we're obessesed.
They're in my cellar now.
you're back!
Jane you're back this is so awesome!
Emotional is good! Everything is good, we're okay
Good luck xD
Oh wow this was really helpful Joey!! I'll definitely try this strategy. x} very jättebra..
Wow. Don't do anything too rash! Ah, who am I kidding, anything can be done in the name of Rhyiona. Defend the one true ship!
Sorry
Thank you. I should make this a thing.
Kiitos!
(Did I get that right?)
justice happened
You should know now that sappy artwork is good artwork here
Kinda disappointed that Marvel aren't the distributors...
Then again when the film is about Deadpool, I don't think Marvel want a movie like that in their timeline :P
Same with The Punisher movies actually!
For what :P
I thought this story was supossed to be sad.
Dafuq is the Appendix for anyways?! :P
Sorry, I hope for the best
It's Sunday. Nuff said.
Awwww noooo!!! :'O
Awww, that's so sad!
Heeeeyy, you're back! XD
Missed you
And that fanart is awesome!!
Idk I just started the other day and we had orientation, and that guy is supposedly to be 'the class clown' -_- with offensive jokes.
I guess he targeted me because I'm quiet and my awkwardness really shows. UGHHH..but nevermind I'm gonna ignore him now...:D and hopefully it won't be like in HS where I was sent to the discipline teacher a few times lmao hahahahaha
Aww ;--;..you too
I guess![:\](https://community.telltale.com/resources/emoji/confused.png ":\")
@nohuhhuh
Not sure if you've checked my DeviantArt account, but I posted up that picture of Nick you drew (labeling you as the artist of course) and the response has been so positive!!
My viewers love your drawing to bits!!! XD
I guess I achieved my goal then?
JANE!!!
;w;
This is so lovely as always ;A;
I love how they both are still using the same insults as in the beginning of Tales.
This could realistically happen. This would be this "bitter sweet" ending I have been talking about. It's definitely sad but also touching.
oh those final words!! Hhhnnng! The feels!!
(okay this is funny, because my AU comic was going to end in a similar way.. :P)
Apparently so!