The return of the dreaded text prompt!

My prognosis is poor! I sure better hope I have some sort of aid item here in my inventory that can miraculously regenerate lung tissue–and it’s gone.

Bethesda is a company that has heard of food and would love to try some one day.

A guniibuu is a blorbo with a gun.

No, no, not that one, the other one.

Rutskarn can’t vouch for it, but I swear I am!

Can the entire corpus of ancient literature about the Greek Underworld stand up to Archive of Our Own?

The people have spoken.

A ductway!

Josh may have overdone it with his superpower this week.