chilling with ur definately NOT dead or zombifying boyfriend in the healing pools after ur research outpost got raided by hostile xenofauna
beginning of a series ive been wanting to do for years now entitled "City 17 Blues", just about the daily life and happenings in c17
my friends the rebels
been having a rough time as of late, coping rn with my current favorite oc,,,
ATTENTION No break is to exceed fifteen minutes. This policy enforced via cameras.
The Government Man stands atop the quayside. Even from a distance, Freeman can feel the impatience it exudes. Surely it must want to meet if it's allowed itself to be so easily accessible to Freeman. That will be the last mistake it'll ever make now that Freeman is free from its realm, where they'd last met face-to-face. Freeman climbs up as fast as his limbs allow, flings himself around the doorway and finds nothing. Nothing but more questions and a few corpses to neutralize.
had a thought today, many have probably thought it before me, but i like this meme format :))))
alex,,,
in teh rebel outpost, straight up "potting it" . and by "it" haha well, lets justr say. my grunsit (btw, u guys are missing out on extra art on my hl tumblr @ gordon-freeman-phd lol)
tor doodles plus another oc in the works that becomes frineds with the tor eventually