Thank you for crediting them.

I need friends like you. I would have eaten so much I felt ill. Then helped clean. (I love cleaning, I know I’m weird.)

In reverse, I’d never throw a party like that because my anxiety is exactly afraid it’ll turn out like you said.

I’m enjoying it so far. Only played a couple of missions but it’s back to being fun.

What issues?

Nah, no offense taken, just clarification. You’re good.

You’re missing the point. I already do something like that. I’m very useful to those around me. I just wish people liked me whether I’m useful or not, and made it obvious. I feel like if I stopped being useful, then people would stop liking me.

Someone who occasionally makes me feel special. It’d be nice to feel special all the time, but I think that’s unrealistic. It’d be nice if I could feel special or important on a semi regular basis. Not just useful, like a wrench is useful, but treasured.

The older I get, the more I understand the “lone old man and his dog” stereotype. The dog thinks you’re great and everyone else just sees you like a machine that is disposable when they’re done with you.

Just getting to steel. Stupid work needing me to do stuff so my paycheck gets me food. Stupid meat bag.

Eternal Darkness: Sanity’s requiem. It’s an older game, GameCube era. I don’t like horror games and this one isn’t true horror. There are some good jump scares and body horror though. I had to stop after a certain scene because of the jump scares. The sanity system is really great.

I like answering with completely bullshit made up stories. Over the top, but still comprehensible. It’s obvious they’re fake, but there’s no hard proof of it.