The majority of this blog is dedicated to video games. Mostly a reblogger, who occasionally fools around with photomodes and makes gifs.
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So would anyone who disagrees kindly keep their hostility to themselves.
The difference between the two outcomes is how much love you let into your heart. I pray that you hear these words before it’s too late. I want to see you become an old man in the paradise we’ve prepared for. I love you, brother…I love you.”-
just a semi-finished naked, feral cryptid jacob seed running around with his judges somewhere in the forests of whitetail mountains ‘cos i’m bored af x
so this is my big, fucked up love letter to far cry 5 and the game ending that made me scream when i first played it. enjoy. :,)
heavily inspired by that one panel where greg was asked “what made your character forgive the deputy?” the missed storytelling opportunities with the judge, and “if you have ghosts” on ao3. no i am not okay :)