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7/2/2025, 12:59:24 PM
>>95997536
>S U P E R N A T U R A L
PAIN WITHOUT LOVE
PAIN, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH
PAIN, I LIKE IT ROUGH
'CAUSE I'D RATHER FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING AT ALL
YOU'RE SICK OF FEELING NUMB
YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE
I'LL TAKE YOU BY THE HAND
AND I'LL SHOW YOU A WORLD THAT YOU CAN UNDERSTAND
THIS LIFE IS FILLED WITH HURT
WHEN HAPPINESS DOESN'T WORK
TRUST ME AND TAKE MY HAND
WHEN THE LIGHTS GO OUT, YOU'LL UNDERSTAND
PAIN WITHOUT LOVE
PAIN, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH
PAIN, I LIKE IT ROUGH
'CAUSE I'D RATHER FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING AT ALL
PAIN WITHOUT LOVE
PAIN, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH
PAIN, I LIKE IT ROUGH
'CAUSE I'D RATHER FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING AT ALL
ANGER AND AGONY ARE BETTER THAN MISERY
TRUST ME, I'VE GOT A PLAN
WHEN THE LIGHTS GO UP, YOU'LL UNDERSTAND
PAIN WITHOUT LOVE
PAIN, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH
PAIN, I LIKE IT ROUGH
'CAUSE I'D RATHER FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING AT ALL
PAIN, WITHOUT LOVE
PAIN, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH
PAIN, I LIKE IT ROUGH
'CAUSE I'D LIKE TO FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING
RATHER FEEL PAIN
I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW
THAT YOU'RE WOUNDED
YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW
THAT I'M HERE TO SAVE YOU
YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW
I'M ALWAYS HERE FOR YOU
I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW
THAT YOU'LL THANK ME LATER
PAIN WITHOUT LOVE
PAIN, CAN'T GET ENOUGH
PAIN, I LIKE IT ROUGH
'CAUSE I'D RATHER FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING AT ALL
PAIN WITHOUT LOVE
PAIN, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH
PAIN, I LIKE IT ROUGH
'CAUSE I'D RATHER FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING AT ALL
PAIN WITHOUT LOVE
PAIN, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH
PAIN, I LIKE IT ROUGH
'CAUSE I'D RATHER FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING AT ALL
RATHER FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING AT ALL
RATHER FEEL PAIN
>S U P E R N A T U R A L
PAIN WITHOUT LOVE
PAIN, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH
PAIN, I LIKE IT ROUGH
'CAUSE I'D RATHER FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING AT ALL
YOU'RE SICK OF FEELING NUMB
YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE
I'LL TAKE YOU BY THE HAND
AND I'LL SHOW YOU A WORLD THAT YOU CAN UNDERSTAND
THIS LIFE IS FILLED WITH HURT
WHEN HAPPINESS DOESN'T WORK
TRUST ME AND TAKE MY HAND
WHEN THE LIGHTS GO OUT, YOU'LL UNDERSTAND
PAIN WITHOUT LOVE
PAIN, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH
PAIN, I LIKE IT ROUGH
'CAUSE I'D RATHER FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING AT ALL
PAIN WITHOUT LOVE
PAIN, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH
PAIN, I LIKE IT ROUGH
'CAUSE I'D RATHER FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING AT ALL
ANGER AND AGONY ARE BETTER THAN MISERY
TRUST ME, I'VE GOT A PLAN
WHEN THE LIGHTS GO UP, YOU'LL UNDERSTAND
PAIN WITHOUT LOVE
PAIN, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH
PAIN, I LIKE IT ROUGH
'CAUSE I'D RATHER FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING AT ALL
PAIN, WITHOUT LOVE
PAIN, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH
PAIN, I LIKE IT ROUGH
'CAUSE I'D LIKE TO FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING
RATHER FEEL PAIN
I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW
THAT YOU'RE WOUNDED
YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW
THAT I'M HERE TO SAVE YOU
YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW
I'M ALWAYS HERE FOR YOU
I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW
THAT YOU'LL THANK ME LATER
PAIN WITHOUT LOVE
PAIN, CAN'T GET ENOUGH
PAIN, I LIKE IT ROUGH
'CAUSE I'D RATHER FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING AT ALL
PAIN WITHOUT LOVE
PAIN, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH
PAIN, I LIKE IT ROUGH
'CAUSE I'D RATHER FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING AT ALL
PAIN WITHOUT LOVE
PAIN, I CAN'T GET ENOUGH
PAIN, I LIKE IT ROUGH
'CAUSE I'D RATHER FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING AT ALL
RATHER FEEL PAIN THAN NOTHING AT ALL
RATHER FEEL PAIN
6/29/2025, 1:28:48 AM
>>95972515
[Doctor Who, Miffed Anon edition]
Alien: Grace-spawn, Other do you regret not sorting alien races by vague price tiers yet
Classic Doctor
Rolled 1899
Expanded Who: Faction Paradox
Brute (Free)
Companions: loli (Free). You knew this was coming.
ImportX6:
-Yssgaroth: Alien: Swimmer-Loa, Other. Timeless Child (600), Exact Regeneration (200), Candied Tongue (0)
Click.
Is that what you're planning / It might be / It still could be / Remember / Inside the skin of the sun / It's an option / It wouldn't work / What if someone tried it / What if you were called to account / It's an option / Always an option / You keep the sun / In a bottle / You want to know what happens if you lose control / Don't you?
Click.
It is now. It is then. A Celestis agent fleeing a disastrous conceptual assault mourns his lack of face, his vivisected identity in a pool. He is not what he once was, he is less of a "him" than he is an "it". He needs to be complete. I offer completion. He raises his head and for a moment there is terror. Then there is rapture. He is One. I am one with him. We are One.
Click.
It is here. It is there. Somewhere a mad Time Lord is writing a story about the ongoing War between the Great Houses and the Enemy. I add an adjective to the Time Lord's description of the Enemy. Then, a noun. The Word Lords, cowed by what is to come, do the rest to curry favour with me. The alarms go off. Before they can detect my presence and while they're distracted by the ensuing matter-energy-linguistics anomalies afflicting their own technology, I take aim at Gallifrey's sun. I throw in a microscopic Time Vortex.
Click.
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[Doctor Who, Miffed Anon edition]
Alien: Grace-spawn, Other do you regret not sorting alien races by vague price tiers yet
Classic Doctor
Rolled 1899
Expanded Who: Faction Paradox
Brute (Free)
Companions: loli (Free). You knew this was coming.
ImportX6:
-Yssgaroth: Alien: Swimmer-Loa, Other. Timeless Child (600), Exact Regeneration (200), Candied Tongue (0)
Click.
Is that what you're planning / It might be / It still could be / Remember / Inside the skin of the sun / It's an option / It wouldn't work / What if someone tried it / What if you were called to account / It's an option / Always an option / You keep the sun / In a bottle / You want to know what happens if you lose control / Don't you?
Click.
It is now. It is then. A Celestis agent fleeing a disastrous conceptual assault mourns his lack of face, his vivisected identity in a pool. He is not what he once was, he is less of a "him" than he is an "it". He needs to be complete. I offer completion. He raises his head and for a moment there is terror. Then there is rapture. He is One. I am one with him. We are One.
Click.
It is here. It is there. Somewhere a mad Time Lord is writing a story about the ongoing War between the Great Houses and the Enemy. I add an adjective to the Time Lord's description of the Enemy. Then, a noun. The Word Lords, cowed by what is to come, do the rest to curry favour with me. The alarms go off. Before they can detect my presence and while they're distracted by the ensuing matter-energy-linguistics anomalies afflicting their own technology, I take aim at Gallifrey's sun. I throw in a microscopic Time Vortex.
Click.
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