I wonder if, after Azeroth's Second War, some of the humans running the internment camps for the orcs were frustrated by how placid the orcs had suddenly become... if, perhaps, their lack of aggression or hostility deprived them of their justification for keeping sapient beings in prison camps, and subjecting them to enslavement and abuse.
When Jesus went up on the mountain alone, to pray and meditate, do you think He was ever interrupted by rich Roman tourists, who, having ridden sedan chairs all the way up, stood right next to Him, and loudly told each other to "look at all the rocks"?
"Stolas isn't wrong for choosing his own happiness for once after years of abuse and depression"
and
"Octavia isn't wrong for feeling betrayed by her father and fearing she's been only an obligation to him"
are two concepts that can and should coexist.
From episode 90 of the podcast "Lingthusiasm":
More power to that guy, he is a kindred spirit, but also
Having never played Skyrim, I remember running around World of Warcraft in 2012, wondering why one of the most prominent guilds on my server was called Fus Ro Dah.
Context: my roommates were huge Skyrim nerds and played it almost daily in the common area.
Oh, right.
I watched this a couple weeks before I came up with the bit about a triple-A publisher launching a video game that "plays itself for you," because they're that out of touch.
Must have still been kicking around my skull when I watched that Oxbox video about disturbing trends in the video game industry. The cringey XBox reveal in it prompted several pointed, well-reasoned comments, that was the other seed.
GAMES NEED AN EASY MODE.
Or maybe they don't. Today we look into it.
Smugfolk: (getting off the ferry) "How are you, this morning?"
Ferry terminal agent: "Cold. Wet."
Smugfolk: (who has already stopped listening) "What?"
What if real life is the Eldritch Apocalypse, and we have all but forgotten earlier times, before The Planets Aligned, before we discovered Things Humanity Should Not Know, Dug Too Deep, and ruined our world by making it... this?
What if the true Eldritch Horror is... normativity? Conformity? Regimentation? Dullness of mind and experience?
What if we could remember what "whelming" felt like, or when cars still needed to be quarzyk-tested? What if squirrels reminded us of those times, because even though they used to also come in some of the colors that are now missing, they're pretty much the same, otherwise?
This is here because I can't post photos on the local message board. I'm trying to find the owner of these two kittens before the raccoons get them.
New RWD just dropped, so
If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)
Look at this. Look. At. This.
I don't give a flying flet how unfinished or crude this is. I love it. It's cute and whimsical and the lack of polish just inspires me to share my own stuff.
At the same time, I am awed by anyone who is able to coax this much of their artistic vision out of a damn computer.
Hehe, cow
I have thousands of shitposts, rants, and essays sitting in notebooks, left over from decades of not using social media or having many friends. Hold on tight.
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