» Fri Jun 08, 2012 9:46 pm
My characters realize everything is just imagination, a dream, and they zero-sum out of existence to an orchestra of accordions. The world outside turns, I find some spare time, and the characters come back to life; they seem the same, feel the same, but the godhead intentions behind them are refreshed and excited. They aren't the same electrons they were yesterday.
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really tho, I just let them chill in Whiterun. Or a bandit camp.