(align:"<==")[(align:"<==")[Without a thorough understanding of principles and the practical knowledge requiremed to apply them, one will have no was to bring their ideas to life with their design projects.
Visual design works should strive to follow a given brief's guidelines while allowing room for self-authored experimentation. The goal is to meet the requirments of the brief handed by the client, not to create a piece that allows for self-actualization.]]
[[You planning on getting yourself an order anytime soon or are you gonna continue to spend the next 20 minutes scribbling over your notes?->reset point]]
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[[O->ed two]]Dev here. Very quick end note for whoever played through the whole thing.
I am planning on polishing this up a bit and adding sounds and more story before releasing a final version in some time when I can.
Thanks for playing all the way to the end and making do with the super rushed draft version I made in time for the narrative jame submission.
By the time you realize the bits of razor and metal inside the aksdjfkdsj you're too paniced to think and end up swallowing the bite with the needles inside scratching out the lining of your stomach tube and by the time you come to your senses and begin heaving you feel the intense aches and burns being left behind by the lethal dosage of the rat poision that was mixed into what you had just eaten your eyes begin watering your limbs twitching and all your attempts to vomit out whatever was left of the poison you hadn't ingested yet leave your heaving out nothing but bits of bile and blood and none of the poison.
[[ED 1/3: ??? ->reset point]]<img src="https://webwave.me/lib/ssr1i6/jul23-lkgpr8ro.jpg">
(t8n-arrive:"instant")[[X->ed one]]There's a brief instant where you hear the sound of a revolver being cocked before you feel it firmly press against the back of your head and when the trigger pulls you have a breif flash where you briefly register the fact that whoever was behind was holding down your arm shoulders and there is now no time to be worrying about the fact that he may leave a mark from how forcefully you were being held down because while the bullet did end up going right through the other side it didn't quite hit the mark it had to on your brain so you were still well and truly consious of the agonizing pain and the mess you had made on the table in front of you so you try to throw up but then another shot fires and this time it goes right through your throat leaving you fully blacked out and left alone in the middle of the now-bloodied tabletop.
[[ED 2/3: Party Crasher->reset point]]sdgsfgsfgfghdghfghfasfasfafs
You ask to get two scoops peanut butter fudge ice cream and ask to have a heaping of molten chocolate put on top. You see the guy in front of you go ahead and give the order while also getting a single scoop of strawberry cheesecake swirl ice cream in a cone for himself.
After he gets back to his seat the two of you gaze out the windowside you're sitting next to for a bit before the woman behind the counter comes out and puts down your ice-creams inn front of you. You wait for the lady to go back to her counter before pick up the spoon given to you and dig right into the nice-looking glass bowls the ice creams were served in.
[[You shove a spoonful of ice cream into your mouth->pbc cont]]
You ask to get two scoops vanilla bean cream ice cream and ask to have a heaping of caramel sauce put on top. Your friend goes ahead and gives the order while also getting a single scoop of strawberry cheesecake swirl ice cream in a cone for himself.
After he gets back to his seat the two of you gaze out the windowside you're sitting next to for a bit before the woman behind the counter comes out and puts down your ice-creams inn front of you. You wait for the lady to go back to her counter before pick up the spoon given to you and dig right into the nice-looking glass bowls the ice creams were served in.
[[You shove a spoonful of ice cream into your mouth->vanilla cont]]
You look up at the familiar face sitting opposite to you and apoligize for breaking your promise of not spending the time you two decided you'd take a break from studying together away from your notes for once.
The man shakes his head and goes back to do a quick glance over the menu he has on hand before passing it to you yet again once more.
Your eyes head over to the two favourite combinations you always make yourself get and you take a quick minute to decide which of the two you want before. It never was an easy time having to decide between [[peanut butter fudge ice cream with a drizzle of more chocolate->pbc]] and [[vanilla bean cream ice cream with carramel->Vanilla]].
(if:visits is 3)[You're about to tell him what you want to get when the man turns to you and asks if you'd like to go and get some coffee instead.
You decide to agree on his offer as long as he was paying for it. The two of you get up and go out to walk by the cafe sitting right out side the ice cream parlor. The man goes up the counter and asks if he could get one lactose-free mocha and on ice latte with a drizzle of caramel and no the girl coming with him was not his girlfriend and that yes he is cool with waiting for a bit longer than usual.
The two of you hear your friend's name called and get your coffees before taking your usual spot by the window.
[[Your friend asks how long you planned on putting up the farce you were playing and whether you ever planned on getting tired of it. It feels more genuine than spiteful when he says it the way he does.->coffee route]]]<img src="https://webwave.me/lib/ssr1i6/lookig-dow-lkgprcnw.jpg">
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[[O->ed three]]You raise your head in response and right then and there you feel yourself suddenly freeze before you hear the sound of somebody clicking their fingers before going away and feeling something wrong something very very very wrong is about to happen and you don't know how or why you know this but you just do and you;ve been crazy to think that somehow things will work out and get to a conclusion that you'll be ok with but now you know for sure that's never going to hapen because head feels wierd and your chest is tight and hurting hurting hurting hurting hurting hurting hurting it's like you forgot how to breathe its like your body it just couldnt remember how to properly breathe and right as you feel yourself turning to dust you can just about make out the voice of somebody reporting back to their higher ups and saying that the mess anomaly has been taken care of and yes there was nothing to worry about anymore.
[[ED 3: Messed up food order->end notes]]