Thanks for the memories <| sep |> also yes please if still available <| sep |> Let me check my phone I think I did a Periscope while in the Deep Ellum Brewery a while ago , pointed mostly at the sign behind the bar of the options . Cheers . <| sep |> Hiya , are the applications still open ? I ' d love to have a clan to play with . My IGN is Yakhram . <| sep |> As a kid I loved dinosaurs . My parents bought me lots of books and VCR documentaries about them . This passion for dinosaurs evolved as I grew older and when I was in grades 67 I bought a few A 4 sketch books and started drawing my own dinosaursmutants . I ' d make up names and facts size , weight , etc . for each creature I drew . There ' s nothing cringy about drawing , I hear you say . Well , I didn ' t stop there . I spent so much time drawing fake dinosaurs that I didn ' t study for tests , nor did I do much homework , and so predictably received bad grades . And still , it gets worse . I was so pleased with my creations that the fact they didn ' t exist saddened me . except they could exist , through me . I started pretending to be the mutant creatures I ' d drawn . I ' d walk around the perimeter of the football field at break times , or along the sides of the canteen , with thoughts of fictional dinosaurs living out their lives whirling through my mind . The fictional scenarios were always excessively violent and involved a lot of death and injury , even though I was a complete wuss about real gore . Thankfully , I kept it to just pacing around and didn ' t try turning my hands into claws or snarling , so most people didn ' t notice me or didn ' t understand the true depth of the cringe they were bearing witness to . I went to a small school where everyone was friendly with everyone else within the same age brackets , and if people had a problem with you they ' d let you know . Nobody asked about what I was doing while I was pacing around during lunch breaks , and I never overheard anyone making fun of me . By the end of grade 7 , I had become selfaware enough to realise I needed to stop this shit right now unless I wanted to die of a cringe overload . I also walked around my neighbourhood living out my mutantdinosaur fantasies , and one of my neighbours might ' ve noticed . She would stand at her door watching me with an amused , pitiful grin and occasionally she ' d call my name out to get my attention , but I was so engrossed in my fictional world I ' d ignore her . On the other hand , she might have just been acting annoying for unrelated reasonsshe was a housewife who I am quite certain was convinced she was a MILF she most definitely was not and calling out to young teenage boys I wasn ' t the only one she did that to might have been her way of validating her perceived MILF status .