10th Rhapsody confession
When I send out malicious messages, my friends have to guess if I'm joking or not.
When I send out malicious messages, my friends have to guess if I'm joking or not.
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9th Rhapsody Confession
Being the sadistic person I am, dnd is the best way to psychologically torture people with all the rules and things they have to remember.
8th Rhapsody confession
Just by repeating "It's just how its supposed to be" and I'll become numb to pain.
7th Rhapsody confession
I like to chew on medicine before swallowing.
6th Rhapsody confession
My touch make anything last shorter than it should. So don't ever let me touch you or your life will be shorten by ten years or more.
5th Rhapsody confession
I like to draw, they visualized my warped mind.
4th Rhapsody confession
I am Christian
Today I cosplayed as Roland Black Silence. Somehow, I went to the rest room and T-posed with a bunch of other people.
3rd Rhapsody confession
Despite my name being short for Rhapsody, I cannot sing. Instead, I can play the flute, kalimba, and drum.
2nd Rhapsody confession
Due to sheer pettiness, I broke two relationships between my classmates.
1st Rhapsody confession.
I am evil by nature, but good by action.
After today's session of dnd, one of my player said I sounds like Clownpierce (a Minecraft Youtuber). Bruh
Help... Library of Ruina is too much fun/suffering, it's actually taking time away from my writings...
3 A.M my time rn, Limbussy is fun.
If you ever decided to fight animals, except snake, always go for the throat. It will stun them long enough for a quick combo.
I caught a tiny lizard today, so tiny, so fragile I could crush it's head with my fingers.
But I didn't. But 12 years old me would, that evil fuck...
Yay for character development?
I have two personality, one is the straight man to a comedy, the other is a schemer who want to cause as much chaos as possible.
I fought a monkey once, it wanted my snack so I beat the shit out of it. Something to take note of, always wear 2 layers of jacket and head protection.
I have been in the mood of recount my close meetings with death. I realized I have had plot armor for a long time.
Rolling off a mountain, twice. Dropping into a water hole with sharp rocks. Stepping on a nail, somehow missed my entire foot. Stung by a jellyfish. Caught in a whirlpool. Almost got bit by a snake. Etc. And most recently, survive getting hit by a truck with few scratches and bruises
I have broken two badminton rackets. The first one I was going for a low shot, hitting the ground hard enough for it to snap in half. It did not bend, it fucking snapped.
The second time was due to bad structure, the head just flew away. -
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