I know this isn't exactly a game-like thread. But! It is a game and one with a story to tell. I was wondering if anyone else has played it before. If you have, please share a story or two!   And if anything, take a seat! For we are going on an adventure. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you how my own citizens kicked me out of my city!   All around the world snow started to fall from the sky. At first glance, it was beautiful. Anyone could stick out their hand a flake would sway until it lands gently in the palm. But it did not stop there. At first, it covered their hands. Then, their house. Their homes. Their cities and the places they once lived.   No matter where they were, it fell and for a reason unknown, it would not stop. I lead a group of people through Antarctica and we found a large pit in the ground. In the centre was a generator. It became our definition of life - So long as it remained on, the hearts of our people will remain warm and their smiles shall rise once again.    In the first day, I built homes for 100 people. We do not know if we were the last ones remaining on Earth. It was up to me to inspire hope and determine our future. In my hands were two choices. Survival or the life we could live in. I chose the latter.    I chose the people. I chose their happiness over the tough decisions needed for survival. I gathered everyone around and I said   Children will not work. We will build a home for them! No man or woman will need to work overtime, unless for emergencies! No one in this city will have to worry about warmth or shelter! This was the beginning. The people were happy and hopeful. Soon, we grew with each day. We could gather coal and wood that would last us an entire lifetime. Food and medicine were accessible to everyone! Everyone was happy... for now.   The sun had just risen and one scientist bolts into the room. I could almost taste his fear. He made clear that in 7 days a snowstorm will appear and our temperatures will drop dramatically. I looked over the rails and gazed at the city. It was time to prepare as the fate of humanity is on the line.   I sent out 2 scout teams. Separately, they climbed over mountains and sled across frozen lakes. They were the spirit of our city and gathered everything they could. Unexpectedly, they found survivors trapped inside their shelters. I could hear their chattering teeth - So cold, so scared, so alone.   300 people they were. 300 faces. 300 stories - Men, women and children. I could not deny them entry. I could not let down the faces of the innocent. I welcomed them and this pit in the ground became a home for 500.   I refused to let my people down!   More medical centres were established and by law, allowed to be overcrowded. Shelter was provided to everyone with 24 hours! Coal mining was increased so no-one would have to worry about heat More hunter houses were made to aid the food demand. Everything was overloaded. But I kept pushing and pushing. I wanted them to see the light, not the light fading. Though most of their worries were gone... I could not inspire hope. The only thing they had to worry about was food.   I could not meet that demand as every person was spread thin. No-one will die from hunger. But only 1 meal every 2 days could be afforded for everyone. It broke my in-game heart and soul.   I wanted to see my people smile. I wanted to see them live and laugh with me. But it was too much. They turned, grabbed my arms and left me to march into the frozen wasteland.   They gave up on me when I did not give up on them.   Which brings me my next story for another day about how I got revenge and became an evil leader! Heheheheheh!   I hope you guys liked my dramatic storytelling!     ... View more

This is an artwork I found a very long time ago:   In my heart, life feels very similar to this painting. In the distance, there is a sunset. It could be the light in our lives and every moment we have been waiting for - It could be that kiss, snug, dance or hug, special meal, sorted deal and our world is at peace. We dance amongst the stars, turn our heads and gaze at mars... And float.   We feel free, unrestrained and at that moment... hope.    It can be beautiful, but before we understand what it truly means, we would need to experience the absence of light - Darkness. I feel that many of us can relate to this painting as we draw our own meaning from it.   I thought I would share moments of my story and pass on these pieces of me, to you. I do it in hopes that it inspires the change needed to reach the next step or goal.   At this time, I am 18 years old. I have barely stepped into the world but I have experienced many aspects of it - I battle an incurable disease, past abuse and loneliness. It has not been an easy journey. I've crossed over the mountains and seas in search of peace. During this time, my only friend was the moon and her beauty. It is all I had after loss, bullying and rejection.   The biggest challenge in my life was not going through 4 years of high-school in fear, hiding and isolation. It was the moment my brother (non-blood related) had passed away. They were the closest thing I had to a real family that loved and wanted me. I remember coming home each day and sending them that message: "I'm home!". We would roleplay and I would jump into their arms and they would squeeze the life out of me.   That was 2 years ago and that is when I learnt to survive on my own. I had no-one to support me; a counsellor that would not listen, a service that could not see the constant abuse. I was alone. I slept to put-downs and woke up to them. I remember the times when it was threatened that my life-saving medicine will be taken away.   I lived this life for 4 years, each and every day.     I find that what hurts the most in my life was not the abuse, it was not that a person thought it was okay to devalue me and treat me this way. It was the day I lost my brother. The day I lost the ability to hold them, love them and be there while they're at the hospital.   But one day... The moonlight glared across the ocean waters. I crashed against each wave as it guided me to shores. Over and over again, water splashed across my eyes and blurred me from my destination. I crashed. I found myself on the shores of a new world and with each breath drawn, I felt a moment of peace. I found Headspace.   Behind me rests a sea of despair and troubling memories. I am alone. Not a single person is present to guide me, cheer me on or even hold me. I took my first steps and with each breath from that point on, I could see the world with colour, even for just a moment in time.   It was beautiful. I could see the sunshine beyond my fortress - Beyond my bed and sleep. For moments at a time, I was not afraid. I could live, laugh and importantly, smile. I was taught the skills to climb mountains and forests, defeat hunger and thirst and take over the world like a cat in a hat.    Like the animals, I sit at the tip of the mountain. Ahead, I can see the next goal, the next destination - The next moment where I will be floating amongst the stars. As I look down, I see the journey I have made. Not every tree is glowing green. I see the moments of love and lust that have disappeared. I see the times I've cried and long for my brother. I see the times I've been pushed away and abandoned... I see the times I was taken to the hospital.   But as I sit there... As I gaze at the sunset. I feel hopeful, just as I feel scared. I think about the 'ifs' and the 'whats' and the 'hows'. No matter how I can look at it though, I know one thing for certain.   I am not alone. You are not alone.   In my life and in my heart, I found the first step in seeking help difficult - My mother watched over me like a hawk. It was disapproved and the same went for my homosexuality. But in that first print, I made in the sands, I started to mould and shape, twist and turn...   And where hope's seed was ancient, the grass began to grow. After 8 months and continuing therapy, with regularly 3-5 sessions a week, this is who I am today:   Who is Khajiit? I am 18. I can now eat. I can now sleep without nightmares. I have reached a stage where I do not experience ongoing suicidal ideation for a constant duration of weeks. I am able to keep my self safe. I am able to go outside and conversate with people. I am able to take on new stresses, challenges and develop myself. I am trained in mental health first aid. I've taken on self-harm and suicide with people that have been at risk. In 3.5 months, I have supported a total of 37 people. I have saved 2 lives, coordinated 2 ambulances and developed several safety plans.   I also advocate at a mental health organization and will be expanding that time and effort with several others. Awaiting me in the next month is speaking in front of cameras and more mental health training.   I've learnt a lot throughout the last 8 months and I expect to learn more. I've learnt that it is okay if life must be taken one step at a time. If we have a goal it is not about how long it takes for us to reach it, it is about what we did to get there and when we achieve it. I was also taught that it is okay to not be coping - I found that a lot of the time, I would pretend, smile and hide it. But... when I opened up and started sharing what's been going on and the thoughts on my mind, I've been feeling so much better. I guess it just takes the right person to listen.    Sometimes, life is still rough and tough. I am still alone and spend most days without a friend. I am not at a stage where I can go to school or work. I miss the voice of my brother and I still feel sad and experience panic attacks where my breathing fluctuates.   But because of those first steps I took... As hurtful past experiences were and as scary as it was...   It is what has allowed me to live the best possible life I can.   And like the animals - We are not alone.   ... View more

It is tempting to share my deepest side, but I will leave that for those daring enough to say hello~   My name is Khajiit and I am a feminine caracal. A caracal is my fursona as for the most part, I am involved in the furry fandom. It has been a very long time since I've been on a forum. My previous one involved therians and otherkin identities. I find that my life and nature has been sailed towards loving, caring and supporting others. I value the beauty found in an everyday smile, poetry and art. Lots of my time is dedicated to aiding others. As a youth advocate and trained in suicide first aid, I strive to do the best I can in supporting youth mental health. I share this as it is my core. In my world, it can be lonely sometimes. But I find temporary peace and comfort in my plushies and the artworks I create. We are all on a journey, and part of mine is to find friends to share it with.   For now, I keep doing as I am, killing aliens (Playing halo and games) and making artworks.   If anything, thank you for letting me into your home. I hope to meet some of you and get used to be basics again (using a forum xD) ... View more