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Pinkie does Random Things: Playing Never Have I Ever – The Varied Edition

Just after I transformed into a Moth I created a post about me playing Never Have I Ever. I found a website that spouts random prompts at you and for the first part I took on “the Embarrassing Edition” but I never was really embarrassed. Now that I have transformed again, I decided to visit the site again and play another round of Never Have I Ever. This time though I will answer one prompt for each of the categories available on this website!

The Rules

The categories for this particular site are, Adult, Everyday, Embarrassing, Illegal, Travel and Work. For each category I will generate five questions before picking one that seems the most interesting to blog about! I can not generate more than five prompts and I am not allowed to skip one for being too embarrassing or too illegal. I MUST choose the one I feel will make the most interesting story! We will deal with the most boring ones first. So the order will be. Work, Travel, Everyday, Illegal Adult and Embarrassing. I am sure many would find adults more interesting why it is up so high..but there is a big chance this will be a dead prompt and I just have to make a story out of it!

I also wish to make a part 3 of this post, but this time with reader questions! So if you like these types of posts, please ask me a Never Have I Ever question in the comments! That way I know people enjoy these random life snippet things and I can do more OR less of them! The Third edition will go up in a few weeks. Maybe around the blog anniversary!
Who knows! I am a Princess and I will do it when I feel like it! *Princess Noises* With that out of the way let’s get into the post.

Work: Never Have I Ever Gone to Work in a Mind Altered State from Drugs or Alcohol

The Walking Drunk: Zombies invade Bay View bars – Marquette Wire — ***No one will notice the Uniduck is drunk.. when other guys look like this!***

False(ish). I worked in a hardware retail franchise and every last Friday of the month we would go to a Club with the young members of the team to a Dutch 90’s party. With very tacky music and just lots of fun. Lots of drinks as well. Unfortunately lots of drinks as well. So the Saturdays after the team was usually pretty hungover. I never did though.. but one night was different. I was hurt emotionally, stuff happened and I needed an escape so I drank a bit more than I normally would if I have to work the next day. I can be a bit overly cautious if I have to work the next day, being too careful. That night I did not care as much .. and the next day I felt… weird.. not hungover … but still kind of drunk! I went to work anyway and since a few guys were so hungover they actually were sent home .. looking like a corpse no one really noticed my state.

These exact red bull shoes/heels #heels #redbull #shoes #bull — *Guess it felt like working on these!*

I made it to break time and hobbled to the grocery store. Perhaps some energy drinks would help me! However.. high sugar on Alcohol.. isn’t a good idea. I felt so weird.. I had to stack paint cans using a ladder and I felt the ladder sway extremely much! So much I felt it was falling over. I could think.. clearly.. more or less but my sense of balance was intensely disrupted. I was so scared of being fired for being drunk.. but no one thought I was drunk, I had a normal colour (for me) I talked cohesively and reacted quickly, just my senses were so elevated I could not function properly. I am not even sure if I was not slipped something in the club back then… but I felt like that person in Limitless.. I suddenly spoke better Spanish then before helping a spanish customer, by describing colours in other words. Yet I could not hang up an item because very milimeter it shifted I felt like it would come crumbling down. The clacking of a keyboard at the main desk was soooo loud. It was super weird yet I was only in the mid range of useless of all the staff! So yay me!

Travel: Never Ever Have I been Seasick

***On boats I stop being pink and end up being green!***

FALSE! SO false.. I am extremely.. and I mean EXTREMELY prone to seasickness. As a kid I still could be on the water.. but now. No! I know I have talked about this before.. but among my five travel prompts this one came up in two different forms and it is by far the most interesting tale to tell so what can you do! I get so sick.. on the waves that I get sick on an air matrass on the water. I get so sick.. that I even can feel queasy on a waterbed. I can even get seasick in the pool by being on a random floatation device. I have two tales I want to tell you about my seasickness.. one happened on an actual boat at sea.

My friends and me signed up for a party with free drinks and free food and all we had to do is take a small boat ride to get to a private beach…back then I could be on a boat for a bit So a 20 minute boat trip or something “short” wasn’t that bad.. but SHORT in this case meant 90 minutes! THAT’S NOT short! At the 30 minute mark I felt sick… at the 40 minute mark I wished I was dead and at the hour mark I really lost the will to live. We had a small swimming break because we were in some super clear water bit. I jumped in and refused to get back into the boat.. so sick I felt.. meanwhile the water was super cold So I was in to long already. I got back in the boat.. and waited out the last 40 minutes in despair.. I did not throw up..but when I got at the beach and threw myself on a towel.. people asked if they needed to call an Ambulance boat thing.. I was that pale and unresponsive. I began crying when they mentioned boat.. so they figured I was alive and left me alone… I did not enjoy a single bit of food.. and only drank water. Luckily the boating rew decided to take the non scenic route back and that only took 20 minutes.. I only needed to recover an hour on the beach after that to be able to walk home.

Drowning Psyduck | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs | Tumgir — **This .. and like Psyduck.. I could not swim… I can.. but I was to sick for it**

The second incident happened on a vacation in Lloret De Mar, a party holiday.. fairly trashy place, but parties.. me and my friend bought something cute and white to wear while going out but that would look much better if I had a tan.. so I knew that on the water I tan a lot faster and I bought one of those silver air mattresses.. for maximum light reflection! I was talking to this friend when I had a short nap .. my leg was wrapped around some rope so I could not float away.. when I woke up however… I knew something was wrong. I was not sunburned at all.. but I felt terrible! I felt so weak and sick that I had no more strength in my body! None! I felt so sick I litteraly was a towel. And even though we were in only belly button deep water , the life guard had to come and drag me out of the water. He asked my friend if I had been using drugs.. and I just said.. no I am seasick… and all he asked me was really?! I was dragged on land…and I could just see him talking to his colleagues pointing at me.. they never saw someone so seasick before.. let alone on an air matrass in belly button deep water.

Everyday: Never Ever Have I been Stalked

False! It’s partially the reason why I never would use actual photos unless I specifically take them off the blog, and never of me in person! It happened when I was very young and just got into MMO’s. I did not know I was into girls yet, and mostly connected romantically with very feminine minded boys.. in fact to this day I might be more Sapio Sexual but I love.. feminine energies and thought patterns….but the male body kind of repulse me so .. complicated.. anyway back then I was too young to fully grasp my sexual identity and on occasion would flirt with a boy a bit… or try.

So I also flirted a bit with the guys I played my MMO Tales of Pirates with. To me it was mostly an in character thing. I played a little magician girl that used magical seashells to cast magic and he played a big beefy pirate guy. So whenever the guy saved me I would say “My Hero” as a casual joke. We were like a mini guild of four people and we would talk to each other a lot. We had a brit..who played a swashbuckling scoundrel.. the brute from was a really nerdy guy from the Philippines and we had another girl, who was our healer. She was Australian and I knew her from an older game. But she did not love the game that much so she was rarely on.

The Swashbuckler had classes and was on and off again.. but the Philippines guy was on all the time. This was the first time I began struggling with my health So I was playing a lot and staying home a lot. So we talked a lot.. he told me he was in love with me and I rejected him. Telling him I would not commit to long distance but he seemed like a swell guy! To let him off easy… of course this was a mistake! Even though I told him I was not looking for a relationship anyway he found a solution.

Without notice he was offline for three or four days.. and then he popped back online. First he mailed me he was in Amsterdam and asked me if we could meet. I told him no, game and real life are seperate for me. The next day he was a lot closer. Booking an hotel near my town. He knew how the front of my house looked like due to a photo I shared. I told him I was sorry but I really did not want to meet.. but he was crazed.. he told me I would change my mind if I saw him in real life. He never found me.. but I had to call the cops.. who as far as I am aware made sure to put him back on a plane. I don’t know however, I quit the game, I changed all my emails and destroyed all my social media back then. Mom and Dad handled the rest. I never really meant to flirt..and I always told him I was not looking for romance.. yet he only heard half. I was really scared as I never shared specifics but he figured so much stuff out! Image searching and other stuff! You live and learn.

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Illegal: Never Ever Have I Smoke Marijuana

Living In The Netherlands, Where we all smoke weed - ArnhemLife Blog — ***Happy Birthday to me!***

True, I know this makes me like the most boring Dutchie ever, but hey I tried to smoke it! Marijuana is not as illegal here as it is elsewhere, so using it is rather common and it was something I would really like to try! My Parents tried it on my 6th or 7th birthday and told them they had a bad experience, I did not notice they did this. I think I was off to bed already or playing video games but I heard the story later. Maybe I was just busy playing with my gifts. So when I got older.. I figured on my birthday, I want to try some Marijuana as well. A friend gave me some, and he advised me to make a fake bong out of a water bottle, he even showed me how! On my actual Birthday I invited some other friends ( I saw him before) and we were about to do it.. we were finally smoking the Dutch green stuff! But two people chickened out already!

I did everything as was instructed..but and rolled a sigarette, but for some reason even though I used tabaco along with it.. it caught fire.. rather then slowly burning.. the entire filter, paper thing caught fire first and then all the smoke got sucked into the little bottle. But istead of white smoke .. it was a fair amount of black smoke as well trapped in the bottle. I tried to take a drag but as soon as I wanted to take a drag I noticed the bottle was now on fire as well and the plastic was melting. .. In my enthusiasm I forgot to take off the label of the water bottle and the hole I made in it for the cigarette went straight trough the label.. so when my sigarette caught fire.. it also set the label on fire…slowly! We were pretty drunk so we stumbled a lot.. I ended up pouring a bottle of soda out on top of it to put out the fire.. and instead of getting high.. I ended up getting low..mopping all the soda from the floors.

Adult: Never Ever Have I been approached with a Hooker

False, so as some of you may know, the Netherlands besides weed is kind of know for it’s Red Light District in Amsterdam. Lots of hookers out there! Lots and lots of them! What a lot of people don’t know is that there is a Japanese temple and a Manga shop in Amsterdam… and to get to that you need to pass the red light district. The Red Light district isn’t something you can easily avoid. To get to many locations in Amsterdam you need to pass through it.. but mostly for me to get to the weeby stuff.

Amsterdam's red-light district: What it's like to live there | CNN Travel — ***I kinda like the ambience! Almost pink!***

Now most times as a woman your pretty much left alone but I got into a verbal fight with a hooker fairly recently for reading a map in front of her window! And using my phone to get me there because the map sucked! She snarled at me and I snarled back… however one time I was skipping school and just wanted to walk around Amsterdam, maybe get some Manga or a cool figurine and visit that temple. When a hooker approached me! She told me I could get a discount cause I seemed like fun… I refused politely and she told me to come back if I change my mind.. or if I had some money left after buying manga! She read me good!

There was also the time I had relations with one… kind off. It was on a vacation with friends in a british party location called Magaluf. My friends were in a discotheque enjoying the music of a man called Scepta or Skeputah or something which wasn’t my cup of tea.. it was this british “hood” rap stuff that was very unfriendly to women.. and not very musical I did not enjoy it so I went back to the hotel and back at the bar there, which was still open, cause it was fairly early when a woman called me over. She asked me to have a drink with her and I decided I could still use a quiet drink and decided to go with it. She was slightly older than me, a bit heavy on the make up and she smelled like she worked in a perfume plant. But a nice one..apples or some kind of fresh fruit..but like how it smells when you turn it into a candle… then rather than letting it burn slow you spread the scent with a flamethrower.

*Magaluf Looks flashy..but mostly is just fleshly!*

We talked a bit and she was this very clever and pretty girl. She was still studying and had a lot of stress, but studying was expensive so she went on this long vacation which she paid for by…well sleeping with people. The hotel apparently was semi in on it..and kept her safe. Magaluf is a “classy” place. Trashy street hookers everywhere, and fairly regular while at the pool, people would hang a banner from their hotel room saying Orgy in Room (Number) Tonight… So the hotel would let a few girls work, that weren’t street hookers that would stab you, She was really open about it and noticed I barely reacted to it. She asked why and I told her sex doesn’t really mean much for me. It’s just like eating when your hungry, you do something against that urge when horney or bored.

She then said she was bored a bit..I pretended to be offended she laughed, we talked a bit more, we talked about boys and girls, about life a bit. When she asked me why I wasn’t partying with my friends I told about not liking the artist and that I got bored. She said she knew something we could do to fix that boredom. It was nice, and no I did not use her services.. this was a mutual thing. Just fun nothing more. I was a bit drunk, so she dropped me off at my room! My friends aren’t home yet so we played a board game I carried with. I had more fun with the board game!

Embarrassing: Never Ever Had I Been Thrown Up On

Sheldon Cooper | The Big Bang Theory — *He even looks a lot like my friend*

False, same vacation as my apple-candle friend but a few days later. We were with four friends, me, a girl and two guys! The girl went to us with the clubs.. but most times we would not see her again till breakfast. She.. was one of these people that spiced up a night, but when you think about it now that she is out of your life..she never really did anything for you. She never bought drinks, she never bought gifts for your birthday. Then there was my gay best friend, and this guy who is pratically Sheldon Cooper. Only.. he tries to be a chad. He tries to pick up girls by saying “Wow I heard a lot of rumors about you, but the rumors don’t do you justice.. you look waaaay more like a slut then people make you out to be” or he picks them up by asking what they think about “the economic state or Euro coin, now that Russia has done .. something”.

Most nights when we would go clubbing we could find him by finding the sea of emptiness he creates around him by weirding people out! But because of the fact he is so bad at picking up people, gay best friend likes to taunt him and get him in situations that are funny! Because Gay best Friend.. is kind of like the flaming movie gay.. without the sexuality! He just likes to see chaos and is a smart manipulator into getting there… So he heard rumors of this sure fire bar.. If you can’t get laid there you can’t get laid anywhere and he decided to take Sheldon there.

I am talking about a place that is so trashy thatI saw a drugged up girl being groped on the dancefloor and I reported it to the bouncers and they just shrugged before only reluctantly saving her. I saw a guy talk to the girl that was standing next to me and he said “It’s 1 already and I see you haven’t found anyone to fuck yet, wanna go to my room and fuck” and she looked at her phone to check the time.. checked out the guy, checked out her friends and she agreed. I got a similar clown after me told me if I wanted another Cocktail minus the tail he had a really good one for me. Another guy I could not understand properly but I am pretty sure he asked me if I wanted to be unable to walk the next day. Gross!

Geordie Shore - Wikipedia — ***I felt like I was in an episode of this show..***

It was an annoying club and I wanted to leave.. maybe see if my new friend was at the hotel (whom I spoke with every now and again, but she also had to scout for customors of course) .. when I was approached by a girl. It was drugged up girl from before that I got free from before. She was quite grateful…apparently the bouncers told her I’d given them the tip… and the boys who were groping her woozy mind payed her friends to let this happen. Happy their friend was saved by someone else.. but having money to burn they refused to leave with her.. So she was wandering about intoxicated by everything possible! She smiled at me hugged me and told me I had nice shoes!

She looked at them again…..and then my shoes were not as nice! Luckily the club was at the sea so I was able to rinse off.. but my shoes were ruined. I left those at that beach and walked home barefoot! Sheldon refused to come home as he was sure to pick someone up here.. and me being vomited on was not worth it. He did not pick anyone up! I took a a few more showers at the hotel! I do not know what happened to intoxicated girl..I told her to take a cab to her hotel but I was also quite angry with her so I snapped it at her. That was one horrible vacation over all.. and I haven’t even told you the story about the Magaluf Barcrawl yet.

My theme song for that night

And that is another post revealing my normie past done! Do you have any fun : Never Have I Ever questions for me?! Did you do any of the things on my list? Tell me! Drop a Question in the comments and I will honestly answer it in my next edition! Don’t be afraid to ask weird stuff! I will still think you are awesome…though I might have to sleep on my answers..because remember guys: Friendship is Magic, but Dreams are even more Wonderful! Oyasumi!

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Reimagining My Life: The Steampunk Way

Steam Salutations, those who visit these mechanical isles! It is the month of Steampunk on this blog, as per popular vote! We thank everyone for voting! However it has left the manager with an extremely difficult task. She has to write a lifestyle post about Steampunk first! Not having the money for those expensive cosplay props the manager had to rethink what she could do.. and then as if inspired by Eddison and Watts.. an idea popped up! The Manager would reinterpret her life.. had she lived in a Steampunk society. How would my life be if instead of high tech gadgets.. everything was powered by junk, steam and gears.. what kind of person would I be?!

Recalibrating my body

First things first.. how would I look and be in Steampunk society. It’s a rather common event to replace some lesser functional limbs and parts with a mechanical counterpart.. however.. since I have issues with my muscles including my heart that would mean replacing a lot of me.. and I don’t want my biggest enemy to be a big magnet. I do love Tony Stark a lot though so I think I will replace my heart with a mechanical one.. preferably low on the steam! I doubt steam in my chest would be healthy! So I would like to replace my heart with a clock thingy we’d name .. “the Ticker” it would be a Cuckoo clock inspired thing that actually has a heart shaped Cuckoo bird coming out.. when I am in love.. or when I am in heart trouble. I would occasionally need to wind it again and I would forget it every now and again so thank Steam-Powered-Arceus I got a visual reminder. I would love it to have all sorts of little things popping out of my ticker.. .. but we have to be a bit realistic.

I would probably be able to walk less well then I would now.. my medicine is keeping me a bit more agile.. and I feel that in a Steampunk Society they would just cut it off and replace it with a mechanical one.. I however love my shows too much so I would not want a mechanical leg. So I’d rather end up in a Steam powered wheelchair than with a big spider leg! I can probably walk bits and bobs a day .. so I would have a steam powered wheelchair and a steam powered cane to help me move about. Depending on how bad the day is and how cold the weather is and all that stuff. People would constantly ask me to get my legs replaced but I would puff up my cheeks and tab my steam powered cane on the floor to show my fabulous shoes.. and clean them with little puffs of steam! Of course they would be pink!

I’d probably wear some goggles as I need glasses anyway so they would be replaced by goggles.. of course in pink. If I wear a hat it will be a ladies tophat.. also in pink.. one of those pilotty caps would limit me from doing stuff with my hair while I feel the tophat is more an accessory. I like one of those tiny tophats that are just a clip on a hairpin! It would solve two of my problems… one allowing me to style my hair the way I want.. and 2.. it would actually keep my hair in shape! With all that steam around I bet my hair will be really frizzy. Maybe it would be kinda good for my hair.. I must test this out with a bunch of water cookers in my apartment. That can’t go wrong right?!

Gearing up for a Job

Now replacing my heart with the ticker would result in a rather big change in lifestyle.. a big part of why I am sick at home would be gone.. so I would most likely be able to resume my working life. I’d probably do what I have always done and that is working in a store.. however in a SteamPunk Society .. business is quite a bit more cutthroat. So many junk peddlers and fairly bad circumstances.. there sure as heck would not be proper unions.. and the way I am today.. I am probably too “free spirited” to keep a job long. I imagine my bosses being all types of salesmen like Watto from Star Wars so I would struggle to hang on to a job. So instead I would aspire to be a journalist.. of course Freelance.. because nobody would hire such a free spirit. So.. in al likeliness I would be a traveling junker.. working in my own employment. Traveling to find some stuff to sell .. but traveling to interesting places so I could also find a story to sell to whatever newspaper I am close to! Of course the merchant life would be a dangerous one and I would need a partner!

My Partner would be Bulb-A-Saur.. a steam powered robot with a little metal detector in it .. making it’s light-bulb glow if it is close to a treasure. It would also shake and twith a lot and break down a lot.. so I would not make a bunch of money.. it would all be spend into fixing my sweet mechanical pet. It has been with me since my youth.. when mom and dad gave me Bulbie-chan because all the other kids picked on me and I needed a friend. Even though it is super outdated we would still be friends.. there is no age limit and no write off on friends even if they are mechanical. I would always smile when it comes whirring back to life.. telling everyone that friendship is magic. So all in all I would be a bit off more or less the same jobwise. I don’t have a very solid one.. but I have a good hobby and it offers me some sustainability.. plus an extra every now and again. Making friends would be hard.. Steampunk worlds often have a lot of corruption.. and sky pirates. The latter would not be my friends because I work for the newspaper I might reveal their identities to write my way to a Pullitzer.. and Johnny Law.. has to hide stuff from me so I don’t become a steamwhistleblower. Most of my current friends most likely would not be my friend in this scenario because they either are working for shady companies.. or are super law abiding. However some people I know may be worked into a crew.

Assembling my Steampunk Crew

Just like I believe I am destined for big things and stardom in this life, so would i have great ambitions in my other life.. It’s not like real ambition.. because that to disappointment.. However I am someone who will always keep dreaming,, forever moving.. but not sure what direction I will move in! However I do realise that even wandering forward .. and wanting to dream is something I will need a crew for! I mean I can of course dream by myself but I can dream bigger with others… So what kind of people do I need in a Steampunk world? How can I translate that to people I know?! Well first of all I need a person who can sail one of those zeplin airship thingies.. not a sky pirate.. but not a lawmen either.. because the state will come after me for my stories at one point. Probably someone with one of those old time ball shooting guns as well because the knock back on those things makes me unable to use it.. I might be able to whack people with a stick but I have like next to zero offensive capabilities. I have two friends who fired a gun. The Multifaceted Ocelot and Indigo.are both great fits so I will make them a pair! Two guys bought the same airship.. and neither refused to give in.. so now they are sharing the airship waiting for each other to croak..I befriended both of them.. and mediated. I probably asked Indigo for some help to fix Bulb-A-Saur and helped Ocelot with something on his mind.

So I have two guys.. who shoot stuff and fly airships for me.. Indigo can probably be some tinkering while Ocelot could unlock new functions in Bulb-A-Saur.. but one thing we have in common is we all aren’t that good at planning. We are chaotic, and kind of shy and introverts. Socially Awkward and who knows what else.. not a great trait for a journalist of course. Yet I am me.. I won’t let my limitations hold me back and I will just find people to help me get past that. So I need a social girl.. one that works as a “source” for news but one that can also function as a bit of a scout.. and a planner. My friend Fatmima Minusima would make for a good scout friend. We met each other through blogging where she kind of worked as my link to the professional world.. when disaster struck. Yet it figures it would also mean that we would meet in our Steampunk life.. where she is my operator, source planner. She would have one of those eyeglasses thingies that makes her hyper aware. You know with the switchable lenses in all sorts of colours for all sorts of effects. She works in Public Relations for a big game company in real life so the job would fit her. I do feel like I can’t use my nickname for her hear.. as there is a joke in there established by friends of my old life.. so we will just call her Betty.

Finally I would need a pack mule.. you know .. a lot of treasure is super heavy and I can lift about twelve kilogram before getting into some trouble… that is not a lot of weight. I need a strong man.. while Indigo can work like that.. the other role fits him a lot better. Unfortunately I don’t have a lot of strong friends. I have one..but he doesn’t mix well with Fati.. plus I think in Steampunk society we would not be friends..well at least not his current day counterpart. He would be one of those government guys that kind of sells out his soul for cash a status.. he would maybe later on be convinced of hte evil of his ways but he needs to do something he regrets first so he can learn.. right now he isn’t there yet so he’s out. My sister would kind of work for the stereotype as well.. she is very buff and strong.. and she is my rock in my ways but she might be a bit too homey. So I actually think I would end up with a guy I used to be friends with.. we met when I was working in a hardware shop.. selling tools so it is a good backstory. He once again is a tinkerer but also one of those pretty boys that can life a lot. He is good fun and a very free spirit.. his girlfriend not so much .. she is rather close minded and status driven.. but hey in this world they would have never met. So we would still be good friends. He liked I was so out of the box and we had some great adventures.. we buff this version up with metal hands and we will end up with kind of a mix between Bender and Metaton..but more human. Let’s name him Marcus!

Thinkering on My Adventures

Now what would I be doing in these times? Well currently the steampunk world would be plagued by a mysterious disease. Yes I am romanticizing that situation a bit but only because a mysterious plague would make great sense in a SteamPunk world.. the plague doctor is one of the most iconic things associated with the entire world. It would not be entirely the same thing as what we are going through but let’s keep the paralel. In the Steampunk world it WOULD be an engineered disease used to exert control.. we will steer heavily into those ridiculous conspiracy theories out there ..because they just fit the world like a glove. Mysterious Plague Doctors would appear .. as well as corrupted governments refusing to give up their power.. and I as a reporter would try to find my scoop! A world run by streams and guns would have no internet after all. While there is no fake news.. governments have a much higher big brother level in this setting.. and so it would all be a much more dark and ominous situation.

To lighten the mood a little we will say that my crew and I do not fully get involved with the disease. It is more of a background the world is going through. SteamPunk me would be waiting for a package delivery from SteamPunk Santa.. let’s say a new part for her heart or a new bulb for Bulb-A-Saur.. but then under the guise of this mysterious disease SteamPunk Santa and his Steam Powered Sled would go missing over London.. a nation that is going into complete isolation at this time.. even more so than any other country! .. Of course the Sled would be an amazing treasure as would Ru-D0lph the Steampipe Reindeer so me and the crew would travel into the terrain of one of the mad man politicians realms to find Santa for a super duper scoop.. or just loot his sled and reindeer for treasure.. whatever comes first.

And that would be my SteamPunk story..If you are like.. Oh my Arceus.. that is Amazing Pinkie.. you should make a movie out of this… well then I need a few million Kofi Donations and I will make it so.. so if you want to be part of that Million then feel free to support my Kofi clicking in the cute pink little picture. Now time to dig deeper into steampunk month!

The Paradise Weekly Gazette 1: 9 to 15 November

Konichi-what’s up Slappers and Island Guests. It is sunday so usually we would feature the Saturday Anime Adventure Post here! But I tore that to shreds and started something new! With Daily anime reviews plus additional content most days we are more lively then ever! Today we will look at that content as well as some updates on the personal front of yours truly!

The Animinis

This week was the first week we featured the torn up variant of the new series, Animini. Following the old shows of the Saturday Morning Adventure as well as two brand new ones! I will feature them all here in case you missed them! Click on the cocktail to revisit them!

Digimon Adventure (2020)- Episode 10 – The Steel Solid Super Evolution

Samurai Flamenco – Episode 17 – Ultimate Prime Minister

That Time I got Reincarnated as a Slime – Episode 16 – Demon Lord Milim Attacks

Flip Flappers – Episode 11- Pure Storage

Hikaru No Go -Episode 21- Haze Middle School Go Club

Natsume Book of Friends -Episode 1- The Cat and the Book

Cowboy Bebop – Episode 1- Asteroids Blues

My favourite watch this week was Flip Flappers but overall we had a very strong anime lineup this week. Digimon took a bit of a dip for me this episode and Slime left me unimpressed due to relying too much on boob jokes and a non progressive episode. Overall I had a great week! Cowboy Bebop offered the biggest surprise for me, but it also made me snack the most!

Pinkie’s Other Posts

I have been the only one posting this week so normally I would post the staff’s post after the Animini’s and before my own.. ..as that’s how I formatted it but this week we jump straight into my other posts. Overall, maybe nothing that special but I had a lot of fun making these.
What did I do this week?!

I played Pokémon Rejuvenation and really REALLY liked it.

I showed people what my new house looks like! Including a little summary of all the pink Elements.

I talked about the types of games that I really like!

I wrote the fifth part of my own Isekai series.. set in a world that is loosely based on the world of Blogging.

I wrote this summary! If you feel like linking back to this post.

Camp Coconut Updates

The Coconuts have been keeping rather quiet this week! King Coconut the Holy Mailman is doing a fine job keeping the others in line. Yet the Shy Coconut made a serious attempt at the throne a few weeks ago before these updates started so that had to be said. We also have gained the bookworm Coconut fairly recently! So there is that. The Shy Coconut is due for a costume update but I need to find a set up in my new house that lands itself to using Photoshop a bit better. It will follow soon though!

Thanks for all the Coconuts for being there for me and your continued support If you want to learn more about Camp Coconut you can click on this link! With a little love you can even become a coconut yourself!

Posts that Impressed Pinkie

These are some of the posts around the interwebz that really impressed me! To keep it in the style of my other reports click on the picture to visit their posts!

Curstis , The Iridium Eye, Ospreyshire reached 400 posts on his blog this week! Please all visit him to say congrats! And check out some of his amazing foreign movie content!

Everybody loves Scott.. and now we finally have an explanation as to why! Scott tells us the secrets to his blogging awesomeness

Nabe talked about Angelic Layer! Another classic I have never seen! Yet a Hotpot of all people made me want to take a peek at it!

Raist alongside Mallow are our resident good guys! The bearded one of the two however REALLY seems to dig violence at lot as well and I love it! He has a great taste in action movies! In movies in general! There is something deliciously popcorny about his reviews and this one is no exception.

Pinkie Away From Keyboard

In my real life things have been looking up for me a lot. I have settled into my new place in comfort now and am happy to report that I am good as done with tasks in the house. After I write this I will go out and look for some Christmas ornaments and little knick knacks to decorate my house with a bit further. I am so happy I finally have space, and there are no stabbings, murders or assaults happening in my flat. There is not even any drug trafficking in the parking lot! Woot! This has come to an advantage of my bed rest. I am happier in my bed again… which results weirdly in me feeling that I need to catch up with lots of sleep.
In my old apartment I never felt as relaxed.. so awake was awake.. here I just crawl back in again and sleep for another hour! .. I am also having a lot of fun in my living room so it does help as well.. I stay up a whole lot longer.

This weekend I had some people coming over to visit my house and celebrate my birthday! It’s busy..because Covid prevents me from inviting big groups of people over.. yet all my friends and family also mentally need to see me a bit so there is a weird situation I am in now. Not to much people.. but all these people wanting to see me.. need some contact so it’s a bit of work to plan people in..but do it safely! Yet I am mostly pulling it off! I try to combine it with something practical such as a friend helping me do bigger groceries, because I lack a car, a friend helping me do the electrics etc. I would need people over for that anyway.. so this way I do it once instead of twice.

My online text based tabletop returned this week and I was very happy about that, some people make way to many assumptions and get the group into trouble .. which can be annoying since they basically want to make sure they have a central role in the story.. while we are currently discovering the backstory of another character and confronting the bad behaviour of another. I tried to discourage it but this player needs to be in the spotlight a lot and tends to stall the plot a lot of complicate actions a lot to make use of their powers.. to a level that they would use it to open a door.. basically. Which is kind of vexing!

I’ve been cooking a lot more.. in my new Kitchen.. I can do that! Which is another huge plus of my new location! I made some great spicy spaghetti this week .. and I almost set myself on fire. One burner is broken in my new house so I leaned over to hear if I could at least hear the gas coming out.. I forgot however I already lit the burner in front of it since there was a dry pan on it… I smelled something bad and saw a flame in my hair.. Which I need to get fixed at the Salon at some point but for now I can just camouflage it by wearing my hair in a ponytail. I do love the fact that I can rummage around in the kitchen again.. but I also notice it does eat a bit away from my day! And I spend more on groceries! I feel healthier though as I get better food!

In being here I already had more contact with my neighbours than I had in six years in my old flat. Which is kinda weird.. I do feel totally socially awkward because of it though.. people actually wanting to talk… NANI?! I am sure it will be alright though! Over all I am having a lot of fun at the new place.. my walks have made me become lost quite a few times.. *cough 60%* I soon will know the entire environment though.

Plans

So for the next week I might be a bit short on posts. Birthday stuff and all! I did a few posts already ahead of time.. but with my vacation. in setteling in.. most of my pre-worked stuff got eaten! I am playing Deponia and I do plan to finish it this week.

Other than that December will be a themed month! I am currently in the search for themes. I am just not getting anywhere.. not knowing if I want to go to Christmassy for the theme… that feels a bit cheap. I am currently playing with ideas of a Space theme, A Steam Punk Theme or a Pirate Theme. Of course all of you can suggest themes as well! Next week the Twitter of Paradise will have poll of topics! This week.. you can determine what kind of theme month we will see on Paradise! So don’t be a stranger and let your theme suggestion be known in the commens! Keep it broad.. I can’t really do a lit with Pink Loafs of Stale Bread as a theme!

Now.. it’s time to leave you, for the week! I hope you had a great week, both on Paradise and outside Paradise and I hope you will have an amazing next week! If you are like.. Jeesz.. I really want Pinkie to keep me in mind this next week.. consider supporting my Ko-Fi! Not only will yoy become a Coconut and I have to make you an avatar and text.. I will also be really grateful. Yet a sweet comment might also do it!

Pinkie’s Scary Real Life Stories

Greetings Victims who dwell on my island!! This post should come to you at the first of October. This month Pinkie’s Paradise will be transformed into Pinkie’s Spooky Scary Paradise, with lots of Halloween content to come! Such as spooky games, scary anime , horror movies and ghost stories! You will see the scariest shades of Pink and encounter creepy coconuts! To get this Halloween month started I will tell you about my close encounters with the strange of any kind.

The ghost at the Graveyard

Let’s begin with the story I told already during a few blog posts but in a bit greater detail. This happened about 8 years ago. I had moved in with a person who was very open to the supernatural. We decided to move into a bigger place in a quiet sleepy town. We found a lovely apartment that was next to a gas station and a graveyard. Besides for our 5 neighbours there wasn’t anyone around for a fair bit. There were plenty of stairs but since the house was so old the stairs were very narrow and with a very small turn.. there was no way you could move anything up through those stairs. So as a result we had to move stuff through the graveyard always. Everyone on the upstairs floors did and there was this direct path to a big window that almost was like a door towards our actual floor. From it you could overlook 80% of the graveyard with only two corners far in the back hidden behind some trees and shrubbery. I never really wandered across the Graveyard as it always made me feel a bit uneasy. It felt like something private.

A few days after we moved in I was enjoying our super deluxe shower and arguably I might have showered too long and too hot..but it felt super amazing! We had a radio in there and this deluxe massage nozzle and all sorts of luxuries. I got dressed and walked out of the room realising I forgot my phone.. When I switched on the light I saw a ginger haired main with a Khaki blouse and some sort of navy woolen vest around it. His pants also had a sand like shade. He had a face that looks a bit like Escanor from the Seven Deadly Sins.. a bit of a inbetween of his smaller face and the bulkier one. If someone was more down on his luck and maybe a bit scruffier, but for an example think that guy. Just less anime. I nearly tripped over our dog, a brown labrador..so spammers good on you I had a Lab indeed. The dog stared at the spot where I just saw the man and barked at it. I first assumed it was because I spooked him by nearly tripping over him but he held on the space for a while. When I looked he was gone again and I figured at first, I must have showered too long. That night I told my then partner that I saw a man in the bathroom and I was told they saw something as well. The description they used was Irish looking male, about the age of my dad, maybe slightly younger. The wore some sort of military uniform but woar something like a coat over it. .. more like a “bodywarmer” And I realised that could be the same guy.

Now my ex was good at staging these things. They had this Münchausen by Proxy like tendencies which resulted in them sometimes testing medicine on me to trigger a response they could call the doctor for. (Which I did not know what the time but I had my suspicion)
I never had allergic reactions before but once we were together, I had a lot of stuff happen to me. The suspicion made me put it away as some sort of trick for a bit. But then spring came and we would get some new furniture.. I believe it was a Matras for our bed couch, but I am not sure anymore. Due to a giant rainshower there was a huge puddle of mud on our regular path to the graveyard so me and a friend helping me drag the item in decided to walk around. Into one of the corners of the graveyard and there I saw the grave of “Escanor” clear as day the same man was depicted in the photo on the graveyard. Clear as day.

After I began to believe and open my mind a bit more I saw more and more people in our house. Escanor was there but I also remember a woman in a very old timey dress. She would be much closer in my aura and atmosphere “Escanor was” .. usually sneaking up to me when I was looking in the mirror or around corners. Always having a nasty expression on her face. One time I remember my ex going to their parents and me staying behind due some responsibilities. I saw her again. She spooked me..so I called the dog to the bedroom! Wanting that he slept with me that night.. but the dog for some reason did not dare to pass the hallway where I just saw her. He did not bark.. he just refused to set foot there. A few days later I decided to do a cleaning ceremony for the house and the dog dared to walk in the hallway again. Soon after I was kicked out by my ex for refusing to fail a test to get myself branded as an Autistic person so we could get extra benefits. I stopped seeing ghosts.. but I never stopped “sensing” shifts around me.

The Demon in my legs

That same ex was always a very religious person, usually diving in the more cultist side of christianity.. you know with those miracle healing priests and churches that you need to pay for to be a part of. I am not religious. I do not believe in a christian god, I do believe in the supernatural.. to an extent but I do not believe in the christian definition of god. I believe in order and chaos and karma and energies and memories but no man is in control. I hated … no I despised how every religious person she got in the house tried to convert me. I made it clear to them I did not want to convert. The first guy I politely asked to stop and he gave me an “easier” to read bible to see if I would change my mind. I gave it back to him and told him I was not interested. He said keep I have plenty, if you do not want to read it that is fine to each their own. The second guy.. was a guy from the salvation army. He pushed harder and I said I was not interested. He told me that if I wanted a serious relationship I had to accept god. I told him that was untrue , my partner had a choice on who to accept and if their god would wish me to stay alone for not following his word I would not want to follow that god either way. I told him please do not convert me, I am not open to it. He gave me a real bible and commanded me to read some passages before he returned to my partner next week. Or that I would regret my life choices soon enough.

I did not take kindly to that, I told him I would not and he told me .. if I did not they would not allow my partner to do charity work. I either had to do what he said or my partner would suffer. So… I kicked him out of our place. I told him I would stay clear from them as long as they were around and go walk the dog.. but I would never convert.. either he could tolerate that and let my partner do what they were passionate about or I would expose him for the shallow person he is. He accepted the.. let’s not meet deal. Eventually though he turned out to also be a huge racist and my partner ended up kicking him out as well.. but the rule that whenever they had christian friends over I would vanish would remain until the end of our relationship. One day in that new house a massive thunderstorm forced me to come home earlier. This new priest saw me.. and he told me “You have a demon inside of you”.

Of course the way to get rid of this devil was to pay to join their church so he could heal me! I said no and he said that it was the demon resisting. I asked him to drop it when he asked his friends to hold me.. as he took off my shoes. He began blessing my feet.. touching them.. while the other guys pinned me to the couch! To weaken the demon! I panicked and cried a bit.It’s rather scary to be held by religious nuts trying to exorcise your personality. They stopped and told me if I wanted to be truly free of my demon for only so many euros a month I could be clean and one of god’s children again. I was super upset! I felt attacked..so I said to them that if God does make them do this kind of thing I was more fond of the demon. I walked out the house and walked for about an hour in the thunderstorm. Not wanting to see them again. My ex apologised for what happend but did wonder if I had an actual demon in my legs and feet. I had always been motorically awkward and my disease made that worse.. perhaps it was not a disease it was a demon.

This might have been slightly over dramatised..but still pretty close to how I felt!

Eight years later, I am both rid of the ex as any religious zealotry when A Jehova’s Witness knocks on my door. They told me evolution was a lie, and asked me if I had embraced god. I politely told them I was not interested but he told me to read a flyer about the hoax of evolution and told me he would come back next week. I told him please don’t bother me.. and he said I had interesting religious beliefs and he thought god could help.. he would be back next week. I asked him once more not to do so or I would truly tell him what I felt and he said he would like it if I did that. So I did my research on their scientist and found he had been discredited on several accounts. I printed it out as evidence, and basically wrote a 20 page essay on what was wrong with that flyer. Which was everything. He came back and I warned him and said I came prepared and he would not like it and he best just move.. but he insisted thinking he could turn me into a believer. We had our discussion and I properly silenced him.. he thanked me for looking into it so much and thanked me for not only using science but also my beliefs. He told me god was in my heart even if I could not accept him as god….. then he took a pause.. and said… but there is something evil living in your legs.

Melanie

The final story I would like to share with you is a ghost-story about my current apartment My next door neighbour had recently commited suicide when I began to notice a sensation I had not felt for a while. I felt presences in my apartment. Some good, some very disturbing. At first I thought it was just another case of sleep Paralysis. Since I had a non grounded power outlet right where my bed was at I figured that it might even leak some electromagnetic energy causing my senses to go a bit haywire. Yet as time passed on I began to detect “trends” in the energies I felt. The evil energy always stared at me from behind my modular cube cabinet that separates my bed from. Yet there was another presence that felt more.. positive. It would be on my bed, usually very close besides me. Unlike in the old home I could not really “see” a presence but I knew this energy felt “feminine and fragile’ almost as afraid as I could be towards the more “evil” feeling energy. Close to the experience of sleep paralysis but I could move and it did not feel “as inevitably evil”

At times I had a sensation of movement, like as if they took my hand to hold it. So as a form of Ouja I decided to ask them questions while holding a pencil and asking them to do that again to make me write. I asked them a few questions and asked them for horizontal lines for yes and vertical for no.. as i felt that was very possible.. but when I was done.. there were no lines.. I had written down the word Melanie (last name) . I looked up the name and could not discover much at first but then it seemed to link to the family of a miner who lived here.
The surname of Melanie was “de geest’ which is dutch for The Ghost. So I thought I had a brainfart at first and subconsciously just wrote that. Yet after I found out a familie “De Geest” had actually lived in the area as miners things became more intriguing. I sensed Melanie’s energy around more and more. Yet it also began to feel ..creepier. More in a stalkerish way.

I would ask her questions and I would experience an energy of sorts that would usually cue me into what here state would be. Then one day I asked her to leave me alone.. I did not want anyone in my aura, not even Melanie. I felt Anger and got so uncomfy I ditched my nap and went to the grocery store. Usually if I want away for a bit and come back the energies are gone. However when I came back two paintings had fallen off the wall. One painting’s screw seems to have snapped out of nowhere. Well out of nowhere is a big word. Above me lives a druggy gamer who if he loses loves to toss around furniture and I feel my entire apartment vibrate so one could figure my upstairs neighbour broke it with all the rage over time.. yet the second one has one of those old timey rope things.. and the rope had became completely unhooked. This one had a picture of me on it.. along with some coworkers.. and the painting fell exactly so that where I landed at the edge of my bed. Leaving the slightest of cracks in the glass just at my face.

A few nights later I had a dream of Melanie, telling me it was nice to finally meet me. She told me she had fallen in love with me and wanted us to be together. I told her in the dream I kinda preferred an alive girl or the world would think I am even crazier. She said that if we would be together I should not be alive. She asked me to take my own life so we could be together. I woke up from the dream and the idea crossed my mind for a split second to actually harm myself and I felt all warm and fuzzy. I then shook off the thought and said in the room I could not and I never spoke to the presence again. Every so often in my house I now feel as if someone is cursing or yelling at me.. but no more paintings became undone but the place does feel a bit more evil now with those thoughts sporadically popping up in my dreams. I will not listen and soon I won’t even be here!.. However a funny thing occurred..since I started writing about Melanie.. in this apartment it feels as if the temperature next to me has dropped a few degrees.

And those are my strangest encounters, there are a few more but these are the most powerful ones. I do not claim these stories are real, in fact all stories can be explained …probably by rational ideas. Such as taking to long of a hot shower, just being taking advantage of by a church or coping with some feelings down and somber and it manifesting as a third party as I really refuse to have these thoughts myself?! Making myself crazy with ghost fantasies maybe?! Who knows! Maybe some things are real. All I know is that these are definitely the moments that I crossed into the twilight zone if there is such a thing! Do you have any ghost stories?! Let me know in the comments! For Halloween we slightly new look check it out on the main page if you are reading this in reader!