Yusuke "shibari is an art form" Kitagawa (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
fabrefactions) wrote2017-08-26 12:53 pm
fabrefactions) wrote2017-08-26 12:53 pm
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I don't know. Glitches happen all the time in Retrospec, so it's probably just that.
I want my eye color back :(
I want my eye color back :(
That seems poor quality control. Surely there should be a way to report glitches in apps so they can be fixed?
Some people have said that the colour blue is returning to certain things. Perhaps your eye colour will return soon?
[ Says mister "I have grey eyes so I guess this doesn't matter to me" kitagawa. ]
Some people have said that the colour blue is returning to certain things. Perhaps your eye colour will return soon?
[ Says mister "I have grey eyes so I guess this doesn't matter to me" kitagawa. ]
I'm pretty sure they're aware of it. This happens all the time.
I hope so... I'm pretty sure the lack of color's been going on for a while, too. Doesn't that affect your art?
I hope so... I'm pretty sure the lack of color's been going on for a while, too. Doesn't that affect your art?
[Food and a full belly is a pleasant feeling. Yusuke was far too prone to forgetting that feeling in favour of... well. Everything else. But it was nice to remember, and indulge every now and again. Especially when someone else was insistent on treating him.
Also the joy of.. sharing worries with a friend. Or more specifically, with Haru. There's something very cathartic about talking with someone going through the same experiences as him - no worrying about saying something stupid, getting to share experiences and discussions that had been had with other people.
His choice of ice cream for the beach walk is a simple vanilla. He doesn't want to overwhelm his senses by focusing on taste over vision.]
It's a little silvery. I imagine light reflecting off it at midday or midnight would be hauntingly beautiful.
Also the joy of.. sharing worries with a friend. Or more specifically, with Haru. There's something very cathartic about talking with someone going through the same experiences as him - no worrying about saying something stupid, getting to share experiences and discussions that had been had with other people.
His choice of ice cream for the beach walk is a simple vanilla. He doesn't want to overwhelm his senses by focusing on taste over vision.]
It's a little silvery. I imagine light reflecting off it at midday or midnight would be hauntingly beautiful.
Then there is even less of an excuse! Surely they aren't proud, releasing a sub par product onto an unwilling public?
It is strange. I am aware I have lost something and don't know what to replace it with, other than what was taken from me in the first place.
It is strange. I am aware I have lost something and don't know what to replace it with, other than what was taken from me in the first place.
I think this is their 'beta' phase or something...
Isn't it weird, how you didn't notice it before? How blue wasn't a color until you got here? Man, when I realized all of these changes...it was really overwhelming.
If you have any questions, let me know, okay?
Isn't it weird, how you didn't notice it before? How blue wasn't a color until you got here? Man, when I realized all of these changes...it was really overwhelming.
If you have any questions, let me know, okay?
["Even more sick?"]
You are a very responsible pet owner. Then again, when you have a pet that has free rein of the same sort of area you do there is more to consider than if your pet lives in a cage or a tank.
You are a very responsible pet owner. Then again, when you have a pet that has free rein of the same sort of area you do there is more to consider than if your pet lives in a cage or a tank.
I did ask if you were contacting the right person.
[What a kind man, taking in strays.]
I do. And that would not bear thinking about. They can survive fine on land, but they are much smaller than the average house cat. They would get lost.
I do. And that would not bear thinking about. They can survive fine on land, but they are much smaller than the average house cat. They would get lost.
[They're not out of beta, but they're releasing on time?]
It is overwhelming. I keep looking up at the sky, expecting blue and-- it looks constantly as though it will rain.
It's quite gloomy. I'm sure there's beauty it in, but finding that beauty right now is just... difficult.
It is overwhelming. I keep looking up at the sky, expecting blue and-- it looks constantly as though it will rain.
It's quite gloomy. I'm sure there's beauty it in, but finding that beauty right now is just... difficult.
[Meanwhile, Haru loves stronger and varied flavors, even if it means focusing on that over the other senses. She lets out a "mmm" in response, as she took a bit of said ice cream while he gave his answer, and takes a moment to enjoy the taste before giving her own.]
I wasn't here that late, but I did see how the moon looked over the ocean. It's particularly silvery then... and you're right, it's a haunting sort of beautiful.
[And you know, if he wants to stay out here until midnight to see how that looks, Haru doesn't mind... though she's sure to be tired by then. Early riser and all.]
I wasn't here that late, but I did see how the moon looked over the ocean. It's particularly silvery then... and you're right, it's a haunting sort of beautiful.
[And you know, if he wants to stay out here until midnight to see how that looks, Haru doesn't mind... though she's sure to be tired by then. Early riser and all.]
Don't worry. It's been slowly coming back..we'll get blue skies soon, I'm sure of it.
I suppose the effect is the same.
[He chases an errant drop of ice cream with his tongue, staring thoughtfully out at the grey expanse of the ocean. It is beautiful - always beautiful. But strange. Similar, but like walking into a room you know inside out and finding someone has moved the furniture one inch to the left. Familiar, yet off.]
Only ... grey at night, instead of a deep navy. Still, I would like to paint it someday. If only for memories once we return the sky to its usual shade.
[No, he's not going to make her stay up until midnight while he paints the ocean. He'll come back another time.]
[He chases an errant drop of ice cream with his tongue, staring thoughtfully out at the grey expanse of the ocean. It is beautiful - always beautiful. But strange. Similar, but like walking into a room you know inside out and finding someone has moved the furniture one inch to the left. Familiar, yet off.]
Only ... grey at night, instead of a deep navy. Still, I would like to paint it someday. If only for memories once we return the sky to its usual shade.
[No, he's not going to make her stay up until midnight while he paints the ocean. He'll come back another time.]
People would treat them like aberrations. I can think of a number of horror movies involving giant sea creatures - some of them crabs.
[His pets did nothing to deserve such treatment.]
[His pets did nothing to deserve such treatment.]
I think it would be less jarring, transitioning from not knowing to knowing, if something as important as the sky were to remain its usual colour.
I actually have no idea who Kenny is.
[Plot twist.]
[Plot twist.]
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