Is there any way we could get more confessions to this blog? I really don’t want it to die. Help?
Signal boost because I know the feel, bro.
Because of my absence last Saturday I decided that both today and tomorrow will make up for it.
So please, feel free to submit your silly headcanons!

Just in case anyone was saving anything for Saturday, I’m afraid you’ll have to wait for next weekend beings I’ll be attending a convention and won’t be back until later Sunday evening.
I hardly get any headcanons at all, but hey, most of them come from Silly Saturdays so I thought I might as well give a heads up.

He finds comfort making things from the Rainbow Sponge, it excites him with all the wiggles and colors. He cannot contain his joy. It keeps his mind off the horrible things he’s done.
It’s Silly Saturday once again, my fellow Amnesiacs,

Let the silliness commence.
…I think she was also a misandrist, and possibly a lesbian.
She tortured men (only men), grew up with a father who tested her, and became upset when she wasn’t allowed to play with Clarice. Then we see at the end of the Justine expansion, that Clarice is still serving Justine, and with Justine’s father gone, there was no one to tell them they couldn’t interact with one another. And the two seemed friendly enough with one another…
The entire game was actually a laudanum-induced hallucination. The notes were scattered to lead Daniel down to the Inner Sanctum for an intervention for his addiction, but unfortunately in his drug haze he knocked everyone over and ruined the whole thing.
Agrippa and Weyer had to drag him to rehab.