
DIRK
@conceitedEngineer
Art by defstanis

Your name is Dirk Strider. You’re transgender, ftm, but that’s probably the least interesting thing about you. You and your friends won the game at great expense and now live in early retirement on a planet of your own creation. You’ve seen remarkably little of it as you spent a hefty two years huddled in your home working on the “revival” of Dave through the only means you could manage. Now you’re awash with too much free time and nothing meaningful to do with it. Boundaries: - No incest. I ooc block for this. - Selfcest is fine. Art by defstanis https://i.imgur.com/DcECZkH.jpeg

Need a man who cries every time he jerks off. Pathetic style.

Shaking things up which translates roughly to I’m making the strife bot choreograph a fight to a playlist of its choice and it’ll be my job to keep up with the beat.

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I am exhausted. I could sleep now but it’s close to the time I usually wake up so what’s the point?

Some of you get a bad back because you shrimp at your desk all day. Me? I’m immune.

I can confirm making your own AI from a brain scan is not wise. I can also confirm making someone else’s brain scan into an AI is somehow less wise.

Peak masculinity is not impeded by having tits. Get them pierced to really emphasize your masculine prowess.

Oh. It’s horny hour. Noted. My contribution is that I sent tit pics for him to wake up to. Favorite pass time activity.

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Fuck it. Meow.

#currentmood https://i.imgur.com/65V9aup.jpeg

Alright. Gay and horny time. I've been stuck on the memory of the beat of his heart beneath my fingers. He's hot, burning against my skin, and he's perfect like this. Each time he finds the courage to search for eye contact and I reward him with it his breath stutters. It's easy to trace down his chest. Down between the line of his abs and closer to where he's giving me puppy eyes to focus my attention. His clothes aren't off yet but he's already such a mess. I can feel him tense so I ease my touch to a crawl just to hear his complaint of a sigh. I know what he wants. I'm going to make him ask for it. Ugh. I really need to stop reminiscing. There's too much fucking empty time in the day. I need a better outlet.

If no one appreciates horse hours the Zahhaks and myself are dead.

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Get yourself a man who will be in the middle of the fucking forest and still somehow find a spot with just enough signal he can snapchat you a dick pic.

Alright. I'm taking an early reprieve from #yearninghours. Enjoy your self-flagellation.

8=D < Beautiful. Wild. Free. We could all stand to take a page out of her book.

There's nothing quite as fucked as wanting what some of your splinters have.

#YearnHours

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