I Think My Dream Career Would Be Lying Under The Reactor Of A Spaceship And Rapidly Splicing Cables With

Sometimes it's so weird for me that bunnies [aka bouncing fluff balls with two ears sticking out] actually exist.

Trying to S-rank random missions in Armoured Core 6 is made infinitely funnier by considering the music I'm currently listening to as being diagetic.

You're G5 Iguazu, desperately trying to kill this random freelancer dipshit so you can finally escape this nightmarish government maze, and they scoot onto the scene, Yakuza 0 karaoke tracks blaring in their cockpit so loudly you can hear it, and proceeds to fucking shred you in under a minute with enough rockets to make god cry.

Armored Core VI: The Adventures of Aspiring War-Criminal Dad and Space-Ghost Mom with their favorite child, C4-"sad puppy"-621.

you should be able to fix most of the texture issues by enabling "Write Color Buffers" in the RPCS3 game configuration

decided to go ahead and play ac4 on rpcs3 because despite texture issues it runs fantastically and wow this game rules so fucking good

I never get tired of the thing where fantasy books name something by just calling it a word but capitalising it. Like oh shit, that person is a Wielder. The supernatural ability to see beyond matter called the Sight. Forces of Light and Darkness. The prohibited art of Knowing. A place simply known as The Blight. Awesome and horrible forces. The Force. You know something's getting bat shit wild when Fantasy Capitalisation comes into the picture. As in capitalising the letters, not the unholy act of seizing fantasy itself in order to churn profit off of it.

That is the work of evil creatures, like The Mouse.

... I've looked into the enemy craft. It's an autonomous PCA craft -- BALTEUS.

You'll have to break its pulse armour to inflict meaningful damage.