Message from @Matthew
Discord ID: 594370855275069443
If you use this character, know that only handjobs are allowed
well naturally
Okay, now how do I share this with you
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a yandere character immediately snagged me as soon as I went to go see how it looked in action
it happens
have fun being murdered
characters are .pngs
Is that that turbothot from those shitty steam games?
*yep*
haydee
there might be a
too
That's the wrong Haydee, dear
robo-haydee
Anyway, that was a waste of 30 minutes of my time
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go beat off to that
have fun
*shake shake*
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This is just too erotic
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That won't be dated at all in less than 5 years
What, the gun? @Deleted User
Yes
And your creepy game
But that's already like a decade gear old
I didn't make Honey Select, John.
I never accused you of having a brain
Could've been a good bant, but you butchered the wording.
It's the thought that counts
I didn't give you permission to reply to me. Listen, it was entertaining, first. Hell, it was actually funny.
But now I'm getting the feeling that you actually think that you're on my level. From the day I was born, I was destined for success, you little shit. I was brought into this world by a software engineer and and a prominent actuary, both of Norwegian descent. From the moment that the fucking curtains were raised, I was set to dominate the STEM fields. And because I had guardians that actually cared about me, I flourished. Pretty soon, I was placed into a special school of correspondence, specifically I.M Gelfand's school for gifted children in New England. I not only reached my parents' expectations, but I passed them with flying colors. I had raw talent. I was fucking better. I was surrounded by 6th graders, many from Hong Kong, whom were smarter than half the posters in this fucking thread. And now, where am I?
In MIT, getting my double BS in Electrical Engineering and Physics, with a Stanford-Binet tested IQ of 147 at age 17.
Get this through your head: you are nothing. I am worth more than your entire goddamn family. I'm smarter than you, better looking than you, taller than you, wealthier than you, and more employable than you. While you type out another post to get cheap laughs, I'll be simultaneously working with the brightest minds in the world and fornicating with my beautiful girlfriend. It gets on my nerves when people pretend to be better than me.
Know your place, you fucking vermin. Never, ever reply to my posts, again.