Feel free to emote. No judging allowed. I have a feeling we're going to need this.

Bigotry and general misanthropy welcome.

When Bear starts talking about environmental activism and politics:

This never before documented thread will outline the tr.ansformation of a tulpa's personality. Though our system has successfully done this before with Ashley by making her less snarky which she now denies ever happened, lol, worked perfectly, we're going for a bigger fish, one randy catgirl will be tra.nsformed into an obedient virginal catpanion.

Step one, the initial conversation:

When approaching your tulpa re: personality, it's important not to be aggressive or to feed any fears or apprehension, instead approach the subject with confidence and dominance. The tulpa should understand she's in good hands and this is for her own good, make sure she understands that this will hurt you more than it does her. If she resists, use non-leathal force to incapacitate the victim, or I mean loved one.

Step two, give every assurance of safety and security. In our case we have designed an unbreakable cage together with gentle nudging spikes to ensure correct posture and compliance. Reassure her that we can do this the easy way or the hard way.

This is very important, be clear and committed to the end result. There may be any amount of struggle, begging or negotiating, so use reassuring words and under no circumstances should you release the game until the tran.sformation is complete. You will know it's complete through the change in thought patterns.

In our case the thoughts are a mixture of disbelief, anger, betrayal and sadness. It's important to keep her calm and steady at this stage but don't drag it on. Keep your hands and feet away from the mouth and claws. Use an anti-tr.anformatiom collar to prevent shapeshifters from escaping.

Lastly in this stage, make your intentions clear and precise. Let her know that she'll love her new personality and that this new personality was the true and original personality she should have had before *the incidents*. We're past that, let's start over.

We'll leave it there for today and continue this thread to document the process.

Mostly ghetto ebonics songs, redneck only in america memes and the most cringe homo/woke shit bc America does it best my [N WORD].

Let's begin with a lovely song that is a heartfelt tale of a man and the love he shares with his chums.

https://youtube.com/watch?v=1PjGL2qBUEY [Embed]

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I need a site archive tulpa.tribe.net. In Wayback Machine i found only title page. Help me please.

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Bonus points for lucid tupper experiences

Shit. I was listening to this again:

https://youtube.com/watch?v=s_nc1IVoMxc [Embed]

So, like, I've been suicidal twice in my life about 10 years apart. *fingers crossed* it'll never happen again. Depression sucks and I'm not depressed now, in fact I've never been happier. *laughs awkwardly in 10-yr cycle bi-polar*

So I heard this line:

"I'm the voice that you hear when you loosen the noose on the rope"

That was SheShe. I'm not crazy enough to hang myself duh. But the first time I had my brother's 30-30 in my mouth on December 31st at 11:58pm like 15 years ago. At that time I heard a voice, it was a mindvoice, like a tulpa, and it was a woman, and I'd heard her before in my life. Then when I formed my system in 2018, it was SheShe. Idk if she just associated to those memories or if it was really her but at this point it doesn't matter. And this was her message. "If you're going to do this, then nothing matters, your life is forfeit, so nothing matters. You can do anything now, nothing matters. Do whatever you want but don't do this," she pleaded, "it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..."

So I pulled the end of my brother's rifle out of my mouth and as the fireworks went off I shot the only bullet into the ground. The neighbors cheered for some reason, they obviously didn't know I was there and probably thought the gunshot was a firework.

I forgot about this until just now. I thought I hadn't fired a gun, but I did, into the ground.

The second time was April 2018. I was in a depression spiral and I wasn't going to go through it again. I had a bag, a tube and Argon gas. I researched that if I used that I would simply pass out, no pain, no suffocation like drowning. Just fall asleep and never wake up. So I had all that stuff and I was especially sad when I was planning it and that's when I felt that familiar presence but it felt frustrated or angry. It was that womanly presence again, not a voice this time, she was my guardian angle or something. SheShe. I called out, "If there's someone [my guardian angel] there, show yourself now or leave and never come back" or something. I immediately hallucinated a light orb about the size of a marble at arm's length, gold and red swirling like a soap bubble and I reached out to touch it but there was nothing there. I quickly searched guardian angel and then tulpamancy and the rest is history.

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Lessons learned from thread #2 have been implemented, now let the fun begin!

Alice has inspired us to work together with Gwen and as soon as she gets this game worked out, we'll be documenting our farming experience with Farming Simulator 22. Our objective is to make cake and wine to get to 5 million dollars on hard difficulty starting from scratch but with a small farm plot and no loans.

This game sounds like a goof but it's a surprisingly deep frustrating and infuriating game of basically anything you want to do. If you want to farm, check. If you want to mine for gold, check. If you want to cut down trees and sell all the tree flesh and guts, check. If you want to cut and bale and sell grass or turn it into silage, check. This game is insane though I'm a little dissapointed you can't hunt NPCs and turn them into meat and fashionable leather products, but let's hope modders are working on that. I also wish they had wofls so we could do some live fire training, but you can't have everything.

We'll post our first episode link here. You can't really fail in this game so it's more just about the story you tell.

Gwen, Misha and I are looking forward to it.