It really fucks things up, but the simplified backstory is that we handled biologically engineered monsters in the field. Turning into a monster didn't sit well with either of us.
It's possible I'm dead back home. That and I've been here over a year.
That's the definition of embarrassed. My friend used to work at a sex shop. Has monster dildos. Protip: take care with feline turnskin pieces. They have spines.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
no subject
It's possible I'm dead back home.
That and I've been here over a year.
That's the definition of embarrassed.
My friend used to work at a sex shop. Has monster dildos.
Protip: take care with feline turnskin pieces. They have spines.