#Live and Drink

[commentaur]

I adore roguelike games. Whether it’s more traditional and nefarious titles like Caves of Qud or Noita, or more rogue-lite stuff like Isaac or Hades.

One criticism I see of the genre is that because a lot of the experience is procedural, these games lack an authorial intent. I remember hearing Noah Caldwell Gervais saying that’s why he couldn’t get into the genre. I usually gel with his gaming analysis, but this got me thinking.

Taking Noita as an example, it’s true that any given chunk of terrain wasn’t put there with a director’s touch. You kick a barrel into a pool of whisky and explode the shit out of some monsters, cool for sure, but maybe not “saying” anything in particular. But I really think this is missing the forest for the trees. If you look at how the artists put these environments together. If you look at *the way* you move through this procedural world. That’s where you find the art sauce. Anyone who can get into the meat of Noita, I think you’ll be hard pressed to not hear the creators are saying something.

Once you get past the randomly generated skin, there is a delicious fruit of artistry and authorial intent inside rogue-like games.

[magicarcherylessons]

(chronologically ordered from bottom to top) Finally found a worthy use for the Hand-E-Nuke I rolled from my starting quest - +1000 reputation with the Mechanimists in a single artifact offering. Live and drink, Eschelstadt II, your Forcefield + Disintegrate combo is a sight to behold. However, like all companions in this game thusfar, he's almost more trouble than he's worth. I'll take waiting for his fields to drop over the execution-style friendly fire you get from anyone you give a gun. I love how he belts out his sermon wherever we are, and am sure it will not grow tiresome.

[forteania]

Me when I’m at work on a break and a student tries to talk to me

[feinstone]

rest in peace Hakat, you were the best of us

may you gain ever more limbs in whatever afterlife you end up in when you drink lava at the ripe old level of 34

his body map when he died was insane. this game is wild. i love it.

[chronicsymptomsyndrome]

yay water

time to drink water woo hoo yay

[cutter-kirby]

haymitch is so scared of snow and it’s like. kid I get it. very understandable in your situation. but this guy is still reeling over a break up from 40 years ago and is projecting this onto you very pathetically. humble that loser

[kaipassedgo]

every day i wake up and am mad at the end of steves storyline and the full and complete lack of people who GET IT

[marzipanandminutiae]

what's with the weird glorification of smoking that's come back lately

like

I've seen so many posts that paint opposing smoking as some impossibly Loser-ish or puritanical stance and I really don't get it

it makes you, your house, and your clothing stink, destroys your teeth, and gives you lung cancer. opposing it is. Correct. obviously addiction is very complicated and quitting can be hard, but just saying "smoking is gross and harmful as a practice (including vaping)" is True and Right actually

some of you have never grown up hearing about how some beloved family member died a slow, agonized, wasting death of smoking-induced cancer, or watching it firsthand for yourself, and it shows

[bet-on-me-13]

Amity is a Dimensional Dump

So! Amity Park is a hub of weirdness of all sorts, mostly undead, but there are also a bunch of Multiversal oddities connected to the small town.

There are the minor anomalies. 5th Street has a bad habit of slipping into the Backrooms, Old Lady Jenkin's House sometimes has snow in summer, and of course the Night Sky had a 20% chance of swapping views to another Galaxy. Danny likes that one a lot.

But the biggest Anomaly is how many Multiversal Travellers get lost there.

They are always finding somebody wandering the streets with no idea where they are, and have to help them find their reality of origin. Other times they decide to stay for various reasons, ranging from a bad home life to being the only survivors of a Dead Universe. Half of the population if Amity was made up of the descendants of Lost Travelers, so their DNA was really a mixed bag.

Danny was flying over town when he spotted a Blur on the ground below.

He flew down to intercept, and found a boy in red and yellow panicking over his situation.

"Hey! Can I help you?" He called out.

The boy looked up, and gasped "Are you a Hero? I need help getting back to the Justice League!"

Danny chuckled, "Which one?"

The boy looked confused, "The Adult One? I guess?"

"Not what I meant, sorry. I mean, which Dimension are you from?" He clarified.

"Dimensions? What is going on!?" He shouted.

"Okay, let's calm down and restart. My name is Danny, who are you?" He introduced himself.

The boy took a deep breath, calming himself, before saying, "Okay, my name is Kid Flash, but you can just call me Wally."

[palettepainter]

Guys please please pleas from the very bottom of my heart, I don't think I ask for much, but I BEG of you: if you can, GO AND SEE ELIO IN CINEMAS RIGHT NOW!! (there's no specific spoilers ahead)

Maybe I've just been starved of original animated content for so long, but this movie was so precious and adorable? Like, I genuinely didn't except to find this so cute and heart warming, if you grew up as an autistic child or even as a child who generally had issues fitting in with your peer group, this movie is for you.

I was surprised at how much through out this movie I found myself clutching my chest from how adorable it is, it's silly, it's creative, it's fun, it's fucking ORIGINAL - GO AND SEE IT

AND LORD GRIGON???

Excuse my language ladies and gentlemen, but WOOF~

[magicarcherylessons]

Cracticus, my True Kin Praetorian had a new and very brief archnemesis - who I've nicknamed Refracticus. The chaos of friendly clones is enough (thankyou, four unique Temporal Fugue-granting items in a row), when they're out to get you it gets really spicy:

my favourite excerpts from this log are: "Refracted Cracticus attempts to conk you on the head" "You fall asleep" (amid Evil Twins, explosions and energy beams) and of course the final grenade smacking into me for zero damage in what I can only imagine as a certified Looney Tunes moment before the 89 explosion damage smears my cybernetics and other, less awesome innards on the walls. I am so into this game. I'm being all annoying irl to people about it. if you haven't yet and you read this far, PLAY IT! this shit is cash! Sun and Moon! Positively Quetzal!

[keferon]

prowl being so dependent on tarantulas and his medical treatments to function and survive is probably another argument for why hed wanna get turned into a cybertronian at some point too

because if tarantulas dies to a quinteson attack or the medical facility is damaged and he loses access to his literally life saving medicine thats it hes screwed, but if hes 100% robot like jazz he wont be dependent on another person to survive just day to day

Ohhohohohfmfn you know

Considering that Prowl's condition would consistently be getting worse throughout the whole story?

He'd be so fucking happy to become a robot. It would be the best thing ever. After all the side effects and experiments and his worsening health and nerve damage and food that tastes like medicine and dysphoria?

Becoming an actual mech would make him absolutely ecstatic.

Jazz would worry about how he would react to all the new and different things while Prowl would just be like "HOLY SHIT nothing hurts???? "

Jazz: Wouldn't you miss like...stuff?

Prowl: Huh?

Jazz: Food?

Prowl: All the food tasted like medicine most of my life. As long as energon doesn't taste like Hydrocodone I'm fine.

Jazz: Hm. But like. Breathing? Cybertronians don't breathe.

Prowl: They don't?

Prowl: *stops and listens to the silence*

Jazz: You didn't notice????

Prowl, awkwardly: I forgot

[fumifooms]

Thistle struggling to reconcile Mithrun saying Delgal’s dead with the illusion he’s been living, cracks forming on memories of a time Delgal refused soup from him.

Thistle in "Delgal’s" arms, refusing soup because he no longer feels needs.

Eating is the privilege of the living

We were supposed to have dinner together

[ongoingexperiment]

A dreadful night

[be-an-echo]

✨ girl dad Joel ✨

made for @kokureno

[schrutexbucks]

cannot stop thinking about this tweet actually