Adam Bissonnette
adambissonnette.bsky.social
Adam Bissonnette
@adambissonnette.bsky.social
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🇨🇦 He/Him. How do you write a profile again?
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Hi, I'm Adam, and I don't know what to put. I think of myself as a hobbyist; I like to try a bunch of new things for the experience, but turning them into professions / side hustles seems to be beyond me. I love to tell a story, play my sax (but I suck at it,) game, write and read.
Dipshit would be accurate. I'm hoping for a concise nickname that would speak to vacuous stupidity.
I'm trying - and failing - to come up with a more apt nickname for the household void than "Stupid."
Welcome back. It's good to have you here.
Hey here's a goofy question. Does anyone still play that horsegirl gatcha game anymore? I hardly see anything about it being mentioned these days.
All creators change and evolve. It's the act of a growing person, and entertainer, to try new things, reinvent themselves, and learn how to be their truest self as time marches on.

You have always been, and will continue to be, an irreplaceable treasure, and I am forever in your corner. 🫶
What sights do you behold, mighty soothsayer? What wisdom do you deign us worthy to receive?

(😭 Telus, y u no get fiber optic to me...)
After taking my romp down memory lane, it would seem as though WoW has gifted me my Arathor alts from ages past (Cataclysm. Can you believe it?) Only problem is, while I still have Flintlocke's name intact, I'm no longer able to use Blasphemy's name.

...What does one name a gnome DK these days?
Buffpup, you magnificent Queen:

It is okay to rest after traveling. You have earned a fulfilling respite after all you've been through. The gains can wait.
It's ...uh ... *checks calendar* October 21st. This sort of stuff usually happens /before/ the change, right?

Or is this warning me that my feed is going to be filled by ads and profiles of people I don't want as my "friends?" Because that ship sailed a while ago.

Why can't I have nice things?
It's in times such as these when I turn inward and seek comfort in that which I enjoy most: quiet, and the dreams I may yet fulfill. I yearn for a place of balance again, of harmony. Once order comes of chaos, then I can start to pick things up again. Penny/Chocolate for your thoughts, Artgun?
a girl with blonde hair and a red tie is smiling in front of a cherry blossom tree
ALT: a girl with blonde hair and a red tie is smiling in front of a cherry blossom tree
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All the dirty things that's been happening to her. That's my guess.
Let's add cloud of fruit flies to the list. I fucking hate my life.
I want there to be one day, one single day, where I turn something on or go to do something around the house, and nothing explodes, smokes up, falls apart, or needs to be deep cleaned in order to be useful. It's not a big ask. I think. But I want chicken for lunch... the oven shouldn't smoke up. 🤦‍♂️
I expected to see it, but it's still awe-inspiring to see my feeds full of protest footage.
I'm glad you arrived safely, and though it's a bit uncomfortable down there, I hope you enjoy this opportunity.
Also, as I was typing up my previous thread, the roomie came home, received a delivery, had to retrieve Stupid from outside, and presented me with the coolest thing ever:

BAG OF HOLDING!
~ memories of good times and the potential to tell some rad stories with characters that belonged to rad people.
~ and interest began to wane. Guilds limped along, transformed, and settled into obscurity as time carried on.

So far as I know, most of the folks that held on are still a part of "Crisis" on Arathor, but I left Arathor for Feathermoon back in 2012/2013. So... I moved on, and carry with me the ~
I wish I could reconnect with Selkie's original player, and the folks I played the game with. I have a few people on various friends lists but for some, it's been 5 years, and others, it's been upwards of 15. They played until the end of Wrath because that's when our guilds started falling apart ~
~ Selkie was left to forge a new life for herself. Where was her place now that she was an affront to the natural order of life? Her people would no longer accept her and she abhorred the idea of reconnecting with anyone else she knew in life, so... where to go? What to do?
Years later, as Raidax returned to Northrend after a deep conversation with his current guild leader, he discovered Selkie had been reanimated and made to be a death knight wielding the bone chilling power of cold.

Following the events of the story (the likes of which I'm not going to cover,) ~
~ closest compatriots at the endless tides of Scourge that roamed the frozen wastes. She was loyal to both Zebediah and her brother-in-arms, Eos, and in the end, that loyalty got everyone killed. Everyone save Raidax (and possibly other characters but that hasn't been explored. Yet.)
In the story involving her, she and the rest of her guild were slain in Icecrown after a botched mission led by the guild's leader, Zebediah. In life, she was a druid of modest skill but without nature around her to manipulate, she was powerless to stop the overwhelmingly brutal deaths of her ~
~ now that my timewalking character's gear swapping has slowed down, I've decided to lift a character from those pages - and ultimately history - and recreate her from a time long gone with a new look.

Behold.

Selkie.