i noticed it too, some of your photos have #roaringfox in the tags?
For some reason Missing E thought it would be cool to add a feature to add tags to queued items with my name. (Pretty sure I did it a long time ago to save me doing it as I used to only queue stories, but I’ll blame Missing E for re-enabling it).
It’s basically the same as the tags you see below. I don’t put them in, they’re automatic.
“I like to give my victims one kindness before I kill them,” Matthew spoke softly now, placing the gun against his own head, his eyes staring into the gun. “They say the cold touch of a barrel is the worst feeling a man can feel before being killed, I however, like to feel it. I know that one day I will feel it too.” Matthew paused, gazing out the window deep in momentary thought. Shaking his head, Matthew smiled, continuing, “Say your prayers, you will be visiting whatever god you worship quick enough to hear their responses”.
The man finally spoke, interrupting Matthew’s thought process, a surprisingly strong voice, non-reflective of the man’s demeanour. “I’ve heard about you, you used to be the best of the best until you went rogue and lost it all, they say you went crazy, killing your whole team without remorse, everyone but one, the only female on your team. I’ve read your file! They said you shouldn’t have been trusted!” The man’s eyes opened wide, realising what he had said probably shouldn’t have been said, judging by Michael’s grim expression. “I’m sor-” The man had no time to finish his sentence as a red hole appeared appeared in the centre of his forehead.
Eh, Mum switched it on after Home & Away and I ended up watching a bit of it? So yeah, I don’t know their names but those three I mentioned were the most interesting. I can’t even remember the earlier seasons of BB anymore haha. Such a long time ago.
For this is what we do, put one foot forward and then the other. Lift our eyes to the snarl and smile of the world once more. Think. Act. Feel. Add our little consequence to the tides of good and evil that flood and drain the world, drag our crosses into the hope of another night. Push our brave hearts into the promise of a new day. With love: the passionate search for a truth other than our own. With longing: The pure, ineffable yearning to be saved, for so long as fate keeps us waiting, we live on. No matter what, we live on.