
airi
@apocryphalReign
hello, world. they/them and fem honorifics, please. who am i? haven't you heard of basic internet safety? ha ha. kidding. i'm sure you'll figure out plenty just by having a read.
ok. loading "brief" introductory message. hi. just call me Airi. that's my name. i don't have any photos of myself on hand that i like enough at the moment. we'll see if that changes down the line. they/them pronouns, feminine honorifics-- same shit as my bio. yes, i have played the critically-acclaimed game that turns your planet into a crater-riddled wasteland. no, i would not recommend it to the average gamer. for the curious, my government-assigned TTRPG role is that of the Maid of Void. i moved back to my origin timeline and world after everything was said and done. i can't answer anything about the reconstruction efforts, i wasn't there for them. currently (as of post time) i am chitting from Earth C. one of them, anyway. take from that as you will. and yes, i do in fact bear what some of the more zealous types call "godly blood", and what some of the less zealous but still kind of weird types call a "descendant". no, i'm not blasting my ancestry out into the void for all to see. i'm sure you can put the pieces together yourself. ...most of them, anyway. i'm here to chit, and tr, preferably in that order. i don't mind DMs. i also don't mind making friends. that being said, this will probably be the most serious of my posts by a longshot. the rest is all shitposts, all the way down. this is your first and only warning. turn back now or face the funny.
every night, as the stars align, my weary parts, my rusty heart, recall to mind, of your hand in mine, and the words i often heard said -- "If God demands it, then we can't help it," a cycle born, through pain and scorn - Reaper, sir, don't you take me yet while these thoughts fill my head... #lyric
i think i'm going to run out my monthly sincerity allowance if i keep going like this. oh well. it's one of those nights.
i'm not gonna commentate too much on the state of the wider feed. i feel like i'm going to start sounding like a fuckin' DARE campaign if i do. i don't want that. nobody fucking wants that.
kinda running outta shitpost material, i gotta admit. this is going to affect the trout populace.
i guess i have a decent chunk of conflicting feelings about my progenitors. hard not to, really. does it help that this feed is an open broadcast channel of many other avenues and iterations of potential, those of the people i have had experiences good and bad with included and especially prevalent? i don't know. do you think it does?
come on chittr hang in there. i need to get my fix of being annoying online.
damn. i spent a whole 5 minutes on that chit. network issues got me again. RIP.
https://file.garden/Xi8xkLbMbnXQdXEx/chittrs/images/6e83b06bdfabf00d42d94bbd13249f04-1395006512.jpg
i'll keep 90% of my feelings right here under my ribcage. and then i'll die.
honestly i have no clue what is up on the grander chittrsphere (i am coining that.) anymore. congratulations on the detective yaoi. or my condolences. whichever of the two is more befitting.
and so, chittr sings its siren song and drags me into the depths of chittr'y once more. you thought you'd seen the last of me? yeah. i did, too. hello, all.
in honor of Today, i am locking myself in a basement. forever. bye.
maybe the real fool was in our hearts all along. your hearts, anyway. i don't have one of those.
yeah, had a feeling something like that would happen. it doesn't make me any less disappointed. i think now is a good time to be taking a sabbatical from chittr for the rest of the week. see you in, like, an hour or so once i get bored and impulsively hop back on to doomscroll.




