Posts from Sacred Haven of Debauchery Auto-translated

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Looking for a slave to dominate.

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How did you get a screenshot of my account?

I posted this for Mortulus.

Name for the next expansion.

Name for any expansion pack.

Many characters at level 100

Real life:

Hmm, 2016, feels good.

It’s better to play Icewind Dale than this...

A hundred million billion times better than a grindy game with terrible pathfinding...

How I'm perceived when I start deleting topics.

July has arrived, and it's time to browse through the images.

The expansion has begun, it's time to browse the images.

The pictures won't view themselves, and the quest log won't fill itself in.

I'm getting fed up with this... I remember 2014. I was riding in a tram, and I saw this girl – she was wearing glasses, young, and alone. So, I sat down next to her and asked, "What's up? Where do you study? What games do you play?" She said, "Do I look like a hardcore gamer?" Then, yeah, she said she played Lineage or something, I don't remember. We talked a bit about life, and we agreed that I would write to her on VK. As expected, the nickname turned out to be fake. So, I forgot about it. Then, some time passed. I get a friend request from a familiar face in glasses. I added her, said hello, and then forgot about it again. Then, a month later, I see she has a million friends. I thought, "I don't need you." I ran into her on the street later, and she looked at me, but I didn't even say "Hello." And then there was another internet failure. I was going to visit her, promised, promised, and she was all, "blah blah blah, my dear," etc. We seemed to be communicating, communicating, and then I got bored with her. And she was only 18. I forgot about her again. Then there was Alena. At first, when she moved in with me, we tried to do things together. I listened to her music, she listened to mine, we told each other stories, we planned to go on vacation together... Then I tried to get her to stop drinking. But she drank like a homeless person. She didn't play games at all. The result – she packed her things and left. And how am I supposed to live with you, esteemed ones? You are boring, tedious, and old-fashioned.