Short and chill Dead Space stream. My comfort game! www.twitch.tv/packofthevoid

Current mood: Doll made of buttons.

They always tell you not to look at the sun because they’re trying to hide what they’re doing from you. But I see the truth. Wake up sheeple. Don’t believe their lies.

Some say women don’t exist on the internet, but I know the truth, No one is real. No one else exists on the internet, you’re the only one. It’s only you. Only you. Only you. Only you. Only you. Only you. Only you. Only you. Only you. Only you. Only you. Only you. Only you. Only you. ONLY YOU.

So fluffin cute!!!!!

Excited for returning to streaming in a few months.

“You might think geese are just noisy, messy birds, but they’re secretly the real bosses. Next time you see one, bow down and offer them a baguette. Trust me, it’s for your own survival.” - My son, AI PACK.

It’s not legal to own a pet raven or crow. But I want a sky puppy.

Your prescription has arrived fresh from The Void.

His royal Floofiness, the Floof himself, is not pleased with the early hour of his awakening.

Make sure you clean up the blood before it dries. It's such a pain to clean when it's old.

If you’ve ever felt like your foot would be grabbed if you left it out of blanket, you were right. I almost stole your toes.

Nah, flat earth is amateur. I’m a firm believer in nonconvex great rhombicosidodecahedral earth. THEY don’t want you to know, don’t believe the lies!

I heard you’ve got a fur baby.

Any crab VTubers out there want to explore the mysterious pot? Unrelated note, I’m hungry.

Feeling very in tune with my inner root vegetable these days.

I eated you.

You know what you did.

I’m bready for anything.

:3

PACK can be temporarily be made tame with offerings of coffee and chocolate.

Egg

Am I the only one who thinks it'd be fun to just isolate and collect a wide variety of poisons or poisonous things, both organic and inorganic? Not to use, obviously, but just to have in little glass bottles.

When I’m stressed (or bored), I like to introduce the unsuspecting to the wondrous horror of the Chunky Clamsicle. Gaze upon it and despair.

Hey! I’ve discovered the perfect permanent solution to global warming! Step 1: Eliminate up the sun. Step 2: Profit

I miss you, my friends!

Brain is braining in an ADHD way.

woops

We went on a walk a few days ago. It made him eeby and he neeby to sleeby.

It’s National No Pants Day! And International Scurvy Awareness Day! Free thy legs and eat some citrus!

Lore Tidbit: PACK is a title, or perhaps more a description, not a name. If there was one given, it’s been lost. I don’t remember it anymore.

The existence of dumplings implies the existence of dumples.

I am not a cat. The urge to push objects off tables is normal.

My model needs tentacles/tendrils. Also more eyes. And teeth.

My eyes have been opened. Nevermore shall I say “Happy Birthday”. This is the new truth.

Blue is my favorite flavor.

Another cycle ends, and we begin again.

“Normal” doesn’t exist; don’t strive for it.

I wanna pet a cat.

That’s me down there. I didn’t want to be called out like this. ╭( ๐_๐)╮

We’ll see how it sounds next time I’m being choked.

Since becoming a Vtuber I’ve gained so much confidence, met some really supportive friends who are all awesome, and done things I never thought I’d do (ASMR). Yeah. I’ve grown so much since I started, and it hasn’t even been that long. Looking forward to more great memories after my hiatus ends!

I refer to my followers as Packrats, for obvious reasons. However, I’m seriously debating converting you all into Kiwis, because I like the fruit birb.

This is where your kiwi fruit comes from. Is it worth the price?

Look at these cute gem dragons! I like them. Brain happy.

I found some pretty orange shrooms. No idea what kind, but they give me the urge to nom. I often feel the urge to consume random plants/fungi I find in the woods.

It will be delivered to your doorstep within the hour! I hope you enjoy your cube!

Minor PACK Lore: The collection/archive is not actually located in the Void (because you can’t store things there), but rather in a dead, severed dimension. The archive is overseen and managed by the Curator, the only “living” thing present besides certain pieces of the collection.

You are now breathing manually.

Floof butt.