I keep hoping that at some point I'll get to take a shower in Disco Elysium. Maybe if I keep clicking around I'll find a secret toothbrush and be able to make Harry brush his teeth. Maybe if I keep interacting with the hot water in the sink he'll wash his face?
I've never worried about hygiene like this in any other game. I'm not concerned about my farmer in Stardew Valley smelling like manure. But I'm just made so uncomfortable by the fact that this piss-soaked man is still piss-soaked and the game won't let me do anything about it. Secretly a horror game. The horror is thinking about how Harry smells.
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There are so many scenes in SGA where Ronon is not hugging someone but I know he actually is
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Basically slapped a Hider skin on top of a creeper model -wheeze-
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This guy had so much stuff in his design, I am surprised he still looks the same after I took most attributes away. lmao
Of course I kept him fluffy- I do enjoy my fluffy creepers.
I just so replaced his bunny ears with long cronchy fur, so he still looks adorably lop eared without actually having long floppy ears.
Got rid of the ender stuff as well as the spoopy shadow limb, but kept the pattern since I actually really liked drawing it. Pf.
Speaking of the shadow limb, I decided to give creeper Hider a full set of legs. Imagine a three legged creeper. I imagine a funny awkward walk cycle since they are just so- vertical. Balance must be tricky. lol
Amazing how the teeth actually stayed the same, since I already draw my creepers half buck toothed sharp theethed. lmao
Hider has such a fun design! Love that lad!
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Having brainrot over Kerry Eurodyne today.
I just know that man smells fucking amazing
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i actually do kinda like delivering groceries on the side because it gives me such a unique cross-section of the community. i never know whose groceries im shopping for until i finish the delivery and see them/their home and it's like it adds more detail to the picture of who they are. the baby supplies going to the apartment that i know for a fact is one bedroom (they'll be moving soon - i bet they're apartment hunting, i hope they find a place). the new cat litter box, bowl, and kitten food going to the house covered in "i <3 my dog" paraphernalia (a kitten definitely showed up on the porch recently and made itself at home). the fairly healthy boring grocery order that includes an incongruous tub of candy-filled ice cream going to the home of an elderly woman with toddler toys in the yard (it's clearly for her grandkids, whom she sees often).
shopping for someone else's groceries is a fairly intimate thing. i've bought condoms and pregnancy tests, allergy medicine and nyquil, baby benadryl and teething gel, a huge pile of veggies paired with an equally huge pile of junk food, tampons and shampoo and closet organizers and ant traps and deodorizing shoe inserts and a million other little things that tell a million different stories in their endless combinations. one time someone had me buy one single green bean. i messaged them to confirm that's actually what they wanted, and they said yes - neither of them liked green beans very much, but they had a baby they were introducing to solid foods, and they wanted to let him try one to see if he liked them. another time i had someone request 50 fresh roma tomatoes - not for a restaurant, but for a person in an apartment. the kitchen behind them smelled like basil and garlic when they opened the door. another time i brought groceries to three elderly blind women who share a house. that was one of the few times i have ever broken my rule and gone inside a place i've delivered to, because they asked if i could place the grocery bags in a specific location in the kitchen for them to work on unloading and there was no way i was going to refuse helping.
i gripe about the poor tippers, but people can also be incredibly kind. one time i took shelter from a sudden vicious hailstorm inside an older lady's home in a trailer park, while i was in the middle of delivering her groceries. we both huddled just inside the door, watching in shock as golf-ball-sized hail swept through for about five minutes and then disappeared. she handed me an extra $10 bill on my way out the door.
when covid was at its deadliest, people would leave extra (often lysol-scented) cash tips and thank-you notes for me taped to the door or partially under the mat. i especially loved the clearly kid-drawn thank you notes with marker renderings of blobby people in masks, or trees, or rainbows. in summer of 2020 i delivered to a nice older couple who lived outside of town in the hills, and they insisted i take a huge double handful of extra disposable gloves and masks to wear while shopping - those were hard to find in stores at the time, but they wanted me to have some of their supply and wouldn't take no for an answer.
anyway. all this to say people are mostly good, or at least trying to be, despite my complaints.
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