#tldr warning

[turtleblogatlast]

Something I’ve been thinking about lately is that small moment in “Air Turtle” where immediately after the Daves lose yet another game, Leo says how sorry he is and how he’s doing his best as the mascot. This moment is so short but it’s honestly jam-packed with a whole heap of characterization.

His need to apologize for things clearly not his fault - especially when it feels like he messes up the job he was given despite doing the best he can (the phrase “it’s not about you” takes a new meaning when this is one of the lessons to be learned from that - that he is not always solely responsible for things going wrong), his need to save face and make a connection with an older adult man in his life (something he consistently does throughout the series - he’s got a few daddy issues, always collecting potential father figures, it’s no wonder he jumps at the bit to keep rapport), and the way he sounds and looks and the words he chooses really pushes how he is just a kid (“Mr. the Dunk, I’m so sorry”).

Like I know it’s a one off moment that doesn’t truly mean much, but when put against the rest of the series it works really well with the rest of Leo’s established character and helps in solidifying later concepts as well.

[iamthepulta]

Differences between pyrite and chalcopyrite? (With pictures?) 👀👀

xD

Okay! Initial differences! Pyrite is FeS2. Chalcopyrite (creatively named) is CuFeS2. Pyrite is an almost silvery yellow on a fresh surface; chalcopyrite is more of a bronzy yellow. The difference is subtle, but once your eye is tuned, you can almost always pick out bits of chalcopyrite in a sea of pyrite.

Pyrite is a little harder when scratched and the cleavage of the minerals helps too: pyrite almost always breaks with glittering sharp edges unless it's pretty oxidized or weathered. chalcopyrite is rough, almost like a smear. I think it's much closer to looking like gold, than real fool's gold, tbh.

It's really hard for a camera to properly catch that glint, but I gave it a shot:

This sample is a good 50/50 Py-Cpy, and I think the portions that look smoother are simply weathering from the sample being passed around. But you can still see Py is almost... brighter. And on the left, there's a very clear crystal of straight yellow Cpy that stands out.

This is more typical copper ore material. I think this sample was nearly all disseminated Cpy. Not great for differentiating the Py-Cpy color, but you'll see this all the time.

I just really wanted to talk about this one, lol. LOOK IT'S SO COOL IF BLURRY. I think it's an IOCG (iron oxide copper gold deposit type) massive sulfide sample. The bronze in the far lower left is Cpy, but the red in the middle is specular hematite (hematite that formed from hydrothermal solution rather than oxidized at the surface). The majority of the rock is magnetite, and I think some of the brassy-silver color in the center is pyrrhotite.

Pyrrhotite is pyrite one step to the left: Fex-1S. Because there's less iron, the Fe2+ has a very slight positive charge, just like magnetite where the Fe2+ offsets the charge balance of the other Fe3+ and S ions.

ANYWAY, this rock is nuts and I can't wait to cut it open and stick it under the microprobe~

BEST FOR LAST~

This is massive disseminated chalcopyrite, but it's been sitting in the drawer for 20 years, I think. Pyrite and chalcopyrite really pop when weathered. So the gold-brown is Cpy, and the silver 'clast' on the edge is Py.

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Additional unnecessary but fun rambling about ore mineralogy:

Like, mineralogically I think the biggest difference is that Fe2+ is cubic and Cu1+Fe3+ is tetragonal so it can fit weirder stuff in. If you start thinking about the minerals as part of the whole, 1+/3+ ionic bonded and 2+ ionic bonded Things are the most stable position for metals to be in.

I love these minerals but whenever I want to describe them, the word that pops into my mind first is Evil. Pyrite and Chalcopyrite are fucking evil. xD

They're stable under a huge range of pressures, temperatures, and oxdiation/sulfidation states. Iron is 2+ in pyrite and 3+ in chalcopyrite, so you can substitute pretty much any 2+ or 1+ metallic ion in the Fe and Cu sites, and sulfur will happily substitute for any non-metal or metalloid.

This means you can have pyrite in your deposit, but it's pyrite with an abnormal amount of... idk, tellurium. And that will change the properties of your pyrite, but not pyrite itself. This is an 'abnormal impurity' until you form frohbergite, which is FeTe2. And BOTH do this. Both cpy and py are sliding scales for almost every single ion that fits.

So if you're trying to process chalcopyrite but you have a large silver impurity in the copper site, it might react poorly with the flotation chemicals we use to separate it from pyrite. Or maybe be harder to grind to the proper size, which will take up more energy. (This is gauged experimentally before they set up the processing circuit because that's a lot of money, and to some degree I'm exaggerating the effects. But a friend is also texting me right now asking how tellurium in pyrite will change oxidation rate, so impurities are a non-negligible factor.)

ANYWAY. Pyrite and chalcopyrite are fucking myths that should be abolished except they're fucking everywhere, so they never will be. Lol.

Chalcopyrite is more yellow. xD

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(as the thermodynamic pressure of oxygen in the system increases, ((not oxygen content)), you'll have greater minerals of oxidation. i.e. Magnetite Fe2+Fe3+O4 has an Fe2+ where Hematite has Fe3+O3, its 3+ is at a higher oxidation state. Pyrrhotite is low enough that it's just Fe2+.)

[thegreatcrowdragon]

Metonic is not sonadow before shadow exist like they're not even comparable at all because for one: shadow is able to live and grow out of being sonic's faker, metal sonic straight up cannot at all since he is literally created to be copy of sonic, also two: shadow dislikes sonic but he's able to be civil with sonic and respect him, metal sonic absolutely hates sonic where he is violent on sight to sonic and never ever respects sonic (loathsome copy and all that), final three: which pair got an adaptation where the writers decide the two are straight up soulmates that can feel/think the same thing?

Tbh I wish they never gave the mind link thing to mecha sonic 😔 like it’s never going to be brought up again and it’s WAY more interesting with metal.

Arguably Metal can get along with Sonic, as evidenced by the tail end of the metal virus saga, however this was at the instruction of eggman (though I did read a really cute fic where Metal actually makes an effort to be nice to Sonic after he calls him a one-note jerk) and it appears that this hatred is so hardcoded into him that it almost overrides the “obey eggman” thing.

Considering he had that slight realization in the special when he touched the metal virus goop, there IS a possibility they could pull another Neo where he breaks free of his coding again and potentially becomes his own person

[starstruck-sillies]

I have so much to fucking say about Sophie's random melodramatic post dump. Mostly just the first two ones because they're so stupid.

(The posts in question if you haven't seen them, not reblogging either due to me knowing damn well this will never convince her in the slightest on anything, this is more just me rambling and is directed more towards the other people who saw them)

On her first post about nuance; Bestie. Girlypop. Kindness is not weakness. Thinking of even horrible, awful, vile people as human beings who deserve basic human rights is not weakness. Nuance is not weakness.

If anything, it is strength. Kindness is what lets us build powerful communities. Treating others with basic human decency is what sets us apart from our oppressors. Nuance is what drives humanity to progress.

Human connection is what made the human race so powerful. It's the driving force that made us get this far in the first place. Yes, there are horrible parts of humanity, but those were never what made humans human.

You want to know what that rhetoric of hatred and seeing others as subhuman results in? Genocide, war, trauma, slavery, I could go on and on. Propagating it under the guise of inclusivity and progressivism does not make it any less harmful. Trying to treat our oppressors as they treat us only permits people to use that same rhetoric to pin the label of oppressor on whoever they please, and use that very rhetoric against them, regardless of whether they harm others or not. Have we forgotten the old phrase, "an eye for an eye leaves the world blind"?

Hatred is powerful, but that does not make love weak. Love and kindness are not weaknesses to be crushed, they are goals to strive for. You are falling right into the very traps they are placing, and pretending you've outsmarted them.

Now that I've gotten that post out of the way, lets move on to the other post of hers I want to talk about

I get that trying to censor yourself feels suffocating. Believe me, we know that feeling all too well, we've tried our hardest to be kinder and it's not at all easy. If we said everything we thought, we'd be blasted straight to hell with the backlash.

But here's the thing about that, there's gonna need to be some kind of limit here. We don't keep ourselves from saying everything that's potentially controversial, we do occasionally let ourselves say things that would make people upset, mostly because that's the best way to learn from those mistakes. Sometimes, we say things knowing we'll be corrected, and that's the whole point of it. We don't post things solely to make people made or get them riled up, we sometimes post things because we want to be corrected. We want people to point out flaws in our arguments that we may not have noticed, and to share better points to make our own views more nuanced.

But at the same time, there are some things we know we just can't say. Not for the sake of reputation (though that does play a role in it) but out of respect for our headmates who don't want us sharing those things, for those we know will be hurt by our words and knowing it does no good to do so, for our own sake, as we tend to overshare and it's good for us to hold ourselves back, knowing that saying things like that would do much more harm than good. You can't exactly share a bunch of evil thoughts and then take the moral high ground when people say those thoughts are bad, even though you admit they are.

Also, on the topic of "saving reputation", here's the thing I've noticed about this. One thing that I've seen a ton, is that when someone who prides themselves in being kind and appearing as friendly as possible says something hurtful, and they actively apologize for it, they're usually treated very kindly despite the mistake. When you're kind to people, they're more likely to forgive you for your mistakes. If you respond to criticism decently, it's actually pretty damn likely that they'll respond to you better. When we've messed up in the past, we've seen a lot of people respond kindly to us. When we see someone we respect mess up, we almost always forgive them because they've made it clear to us that they aren't doing so maliciously. When we've been unreasonable and mean to people, and they respond to us kindly, it makes us more likely to realize that we were in the wrong. Building a reputation of being kind doesn't really mean that you aren't allowed to mess up sometimes, it means people are more likely to forgive you when you do.

You're allowed to show anger, but you need to be decent when you do. You can be angry, but you can't be cruel in doing so. I'll be completely honest here, this post by Sophie sounds like a disgraced comedian throwing a fit over being told they can't say slurs on stage.

We're not perfect, not even remotely. Anyone who knows even a little bit about us knows we're far from it. We mess up all the time, we're not always as kind as we wanna be, but that's alright. We're allowed to be flawed, and think bad things sometimes, but we should never treat others poorly for it, and when we do treat others poorly, we deserve to be called out for it. You can speak your mind, while still doing so in a way that respects the people around you, and when you say something disrespectful, you should be told off for it.

Sure, trying to be kind as much as possible isn't easy, it's stressful and very very hard sometimes, but it's still worth doing. Ever since we started striving to engage in syscourse in a better, more productive, and more respectful way, it's actually helped us a lot. Trying to be kinder doesn't feel like a cage to us at all, if anything, it helped us feel more free.

-Xero

[bitchfitch]

anyways I think I will soon have COVID again.

(to be clear: the fanfiction is about videogame characters not my father and uncle)

[bishopony]

I'm about to have problems with sheezy if their mods are gonna make me put a substance warning tag on my Nettle piece because they're holding a cup with no visible contents

[clowningcrows]

lol i pregamed a tiny bit for agatha but now after finishing im just taking shots for coping reasons

[asexualasshat]

Playing a covert monster in stardew Valley by making every just and kind choice there is. An angel to your neighbours, giving them all their favourite gifts constantly. Pam has oodles of glazed yams, Sam plenty of maple bars, Caroline more fish tacos than she could have ever imagined.

Except for Shayne. You only give him beer. You don’t even talk to him, just go and hand him beers. The only time you speak is during the scenes. You see him break down, you give him more. You see his successes and ruin them. Still, he adores you.

You never even date him, of course. Why would you? You’re his whole world, he’s a blip in yours. You marry your true love. But every evening, you say goodbye to your soulmate and head out for your evening stroll. And you ruin that man.

Why? To help you hold onto the one thing you really loved about the city.

What you did to the one kind man who had the desk near yours. Everyone was so distracted and miserable they didn’t even notice as the corpse started to rot

[befuddled-calico-whump]

Total $hit$how: A Wealth of New Information

in which Kaius learns exactly the sort of people he'll be working with

cw: adult/crude language

masterlist ///// next

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With a group like this, they were clearly being set up to fail. 

Kaius had been the first to arrive in the briefing area, thus he'd had more time than anyone else to analyze the scene and draw his conclusions. The room itself was relatively small, with furnishings that were all a monotonic gray. Its walls were reinforced and there was a heavy lock on the singular door. A place to speak on classified matters that could swiftly be repurposed to detain. Fitting, he supposed. He'd been told the team would be composed of criminals. Which Kaius himself technically was, but he counted his crimes far less significant than his reasons for running.

The second individual to enter was a tall, broad-chested man, dark dreads pulled away from his face by a band, shiny shoes and ironed shirt suggesting he was accustomed to working indoors. An attorney, perhaps, or some kind of analyst.

Not far behind him was a stout woman in a black tank top. Hardly professional attire, but Kaius supposed she was the type who would rather show off her biceps than maintain an air of respectability.

“No shit. Jericho?”

“Joy? Man, how long has it been?”

And they knew each other. This could prove irritating. Kaius tried to tune out their prattling. He had no interest in whatever prior circumstances had led them to meet, especially when the next person was entering, ready to be observed.

It was a lanky man with long, loose hair and an excessive amount of eye makeup. It seemed the batch grew worse with every new addition. Was he really expected to work with these people? Perhaps he was to be granted a consultant-type role. Act as the brain of this new system and prevent the group from making stupid choices. He could do that. Pointing out stupidity was certainly one of Kaius's strengths.

The door swung open a fourth time, and the final member of the team sauntered in. It seemed he'd been correct to assume that each new addition decreased in quality. This man looked like he'd neither slept nor bathed in days. His clothes were crumpled, his colored hair wild. The bags under his eyes and twitchy expression only added to Kaius’s doubts.

He hoped their assignment was nothing significant. Their efforts were surely doomed.

The one saving grace was that no one attempted to engage him in conversation while the group awaited instruction. Aside from the chatter of the first two—Jericho and Joy, was it?—the room was silent.

The door opened once more, this time admitting a pair of men who actually had the look of professionals. One an older white man, with gray streaking his hair and beard, the other perhaps in his thirties, with dark hair that curled near the top.

“Good evening,” the older one said. There was an easy smile on his face that his younger compatriot didn't attempt to match. “Glad to see everyone could make it.”

The man with the colored hair snorted. “Up until an hour ago, I thought I'd been arrested. Didn't think I had a choice.”

Kaius didn't know how the man managed to hold onto his smile.

“Nevertheless, welcome aboard, Mr. Harbor.” He addressed the room. “My name is Victor, but you are all welcome to call me Vic. I will be acting as your handler during your employment here.”

Joy’s hand went up. “Question. Is that handler as in… agents and stuff?”

“It would be in that vein, yes.”

She raised an eyebrow. “We weren't brought in to spy or anything, were we? That's not exactly my specialty.”

Vic laughed. Kaius couldn't see what was so funny.

“No, nothing like that. At least not the sort of spying you're picturing in your heads. The agency has a… highly specialized mission in mind that will require all of your unique skills and talents.”

“And I assume we get to hear what this mission is?”

“Correct. Sahota? Secure the door.”

The younger of the pair turned, sliding the lock into place without so much as a shift in his expression. Not the friendly type. Kaius thought they might get along.

“Have you all ever heard of Rotorworx? I know Mr. Harbor has.”

A grin split Harbor’s face, but no one else seemed to show recognition. Kaius thought the name sounded familiar, but he had no memory to attach to it.

“Rotorworx is a very…ambitious tech company," Vic continued. "They are fond of big, outlandish ideas. Tampering with the impossible.”

Joy nodded. “I can get behind that.”

“Then I hope you won't be disappointed to hear that your mission will be to destroy some of their experimental tech, Miss Cavan.”

“Wait, destroy it?” the big guy, Jericho, spoke up. “Why?”

Vic cleared his throat. “As I said, they're tampering with the impossible. Fingerfucking reality, to put it crassly.” He grinned into the silence that had fallen over the room. Even Harbor stopped fidgeting.

“The company has made some…questionable choices in the past, but our intel suggests their latest project is a machine that can open a gate between realities.”

“No shit,” Joy whispered. When Kaius glanced at her, she and Jericho were giving each other a Look. He'd seen similar exchanges of the Look on multiple occasions, most notably at university, when a pair of students thought something was a load of bull. He couldn't find himself disagreeing, but if destroying a machine kept him out of the clutches of his family, he wasn't about to complain.

“We've heard every test has been both unsuccessful and disastrous, yet Rotorworx continues to escalate, despite having seen how catastrophic that has gone in the past.” 

Kaius leaned forward, interlocking his fingers. “Why do you keep looking at Mr. Harbor?” he asked. It seemed a reasonable query. If Vic’s eyes landed on Harbor every time he made a mention of a disaster or questionable choice, Kaius needed to know why.

Harbor lifted his chin, looking down his nose at Kaius. “Because I'm a special boy.”

Vic moved behind Harbor's chair, resting his hands on the back of it. “Mr. Harbor was a subject in one of Rotorworx’s past experiments. If this team runs into any unpredictable technology, we believe his implant might give you an advantage.”

Joy’s hand went up again. “Hold up. Implant?”

Harbor tapped his temple. “I see shit you could never imagine. Makes me quicker on my feet."

“A subsect of Rotorworx attempted to crack clairvoyance,” Vic explained. “Mr. Harbor was the only subject for whom the experiment was moderately successful.”

Joy narrowed her eyes. “I think I read about that. Didn't everyone they tested on, uh…” Her gaze darted to Harbor for a split second. “...Damage their psyche?”

If it was meant as an insult, Harbor didn't pick up on it. “Can't break what's already broken,” he said, folding his arms behind his head and reclining in his chair. 

“The rest of you,” Vic continued, “have your own specialties. As you train together, I trust you'll learn the best way to play to one anothers’ strengths.” He laid a hand on the shoulder of the man beside him, giving it a squeeze. “Now Sahota, will you finish off the mission brief? I need to see if intelligence has an update for us.”

“Of course, sir.” Sahota remained stiff-backed, scanning the group before him with a cool look in his eyes. Once Vic had closed the door, he moved to the table, opening a white plastic binder to a page that looked like a building’s floorplan.

“As Vic said previously, you are being tasked with the destruction of the Reality Cage.”

The man with the heavy eye makeup snorted at that, the first sound Kaius had heard him make.

“I'm sorry, the what now?”

Sahota leveled his gaze at him. “The impossible technology Rotorworx is developing. Pay attention.”

The man rolled his eyes. “I paid attention. Just think that's a ridiculous name, yeah?”

Sahota did not appear amused. Though, Kaius noted, Joy and Jericho did. Should he be entertained as well? 'Reality Cage' was just two words strung together. He didn't see the humor in them.

“The Reality Cage is set to begin its second phase of testing in a matter of weeks. We don't know the extent of the damage it will do, but statistics suggest it could spell catastrophe for the city if fully activated.”

“Wild I got hired on to stop a machine from spelling,” the man with the makeup muttered, earning a snicker from Jericho. 

Sahota snapped the binder shut. “Benji Ruebin,” he said. “Why are you here?”

The man, Benji, seemed caught off guard. “Well I… what? What do you mean why am I here? You're the ones who asked for me, aren't you?”

“And why did you agree? You're a thief, Ruebin. This job won't give you the money your skillsets could earn you elsewhere. So why are you here?”

“Because—”

“Because if you didn't agree to this mission, you'd be rotting in jail right now. All of you would.” Sahota’s eyes landed on Kaius, and he felt a chill go through him at the coldness there.

“With a few exceptions. But your situation isn't much better, is it Mr. Manak?” He turned back to Benji. “What do you think, Ruebin? Can you make it in prison? Or are you going to shut up and listen?”

Benji bent his head, pantomiming zipping his lips.

“Good.” He flipped the binder back open. “Rotorworx has dozens of locations within the city, but we've narrowed our targets down to three. From there, we still need to uncover exactly where the Cage is.” He raised his chin. “And that's where you all will come in. Rotorworx is a billion dollar company. They treat security like a form of art. Once you enter the target location, you'll face armed guards, an assortment of surveillance systems, and traps.”

“Did you say traps?” Joy was leaning in, glancing at the binder. “What is this, a movie?”

“Rotorworx considers their research top secret. As a larger-than-life company, we are anticipating larger-than-life countermeasures.”

Sahota stood, leaving the binder open on the table. “You'll find the data we've gathered from the three potential locations in there. Study it in your spare time. Vic has placed me in charge of your training for these next few weeks.” He cast a final glance over his shoulder. “Wish I could say I trust that you won't disappoint me, but I don't. Start taking this seriously, or you're going to start dying.”

“Are you leaving?” Jericho half-stood. “What should we do? Are we restricted to this room?”

“Go where you want within the facility,” Sahota answered. “Locked doors will stay locked if you know what's good for you. Training starts in the morning.”

“And where are you off to, huh? Aren't you on the team?” Harbor threw his head back, looking at Sahota half-upsidedown. “You didn't even tell us about your special talents.”

The man narrowed his eyes. “I report directly to Vic. You all report to me. Don't make us regret this.”

And with that, he was gone. Kaius took the opportunity to slide the binder towards himself, leafing through its pages. 

“Woof,” Joy muttered. “Who do you think tops?”

Benji let out a chuckle. “Definitely Vic. You heard Sahota talking.”

“Haven't heard someone say sir with such fervor since the army.”

“You were in the army?”

Kaius tuned them out. The binder’s pages were laughably scarce. Was this all the information they had to go off of? There was nothing but a few mismatched floorplans and the name of a suspected security system in use. They really were doomed, weren't they?

On top of the scant intelligence, Kaius's new team was… lacking. The more talkative three were gossiping and giggling about their new bosses, and Harbor had already left the room. 

As much as he didn't want to take charge of the situation, it seemed that no one else was willing to act responsibly.

Kaius loudly cleared his throat. “As enticing as it may be to discuss our handler's sexual habits, perhaps we should focus on the task at hand,” he said. “Familiarizing ourselves with the binder is the only order we've been given, and it seems you're already ignoring it.”

“And who are you?” Benji said.

“Mr. Manak,” Joy answered for him.

“Manak. As in the Manak family?”

“A family name usually insinuates the presence of a family,” Kaius muttered.

“Yeah, but you aren't just the Manak son, you're the Manak heir.” Benji laughed. “My old crew talked about robbing you once.”

“No shit, we got a rich boy on the team?” Joy leaned forward, elbows on the table, chin in one hand. “So what are you doing here?”

“I think that's my business.” Truth be told, he was as curious about them as they were about him. All criminals, he knew that much, but what were their crimes? As long as he was here, he supposed he could entertain himself with uncovering a few more secrets. No doubt even Vic and Sahota had some of their own, though that would prove treacherous ground to tread on.

“Hey, he's right.” Jericho was speaking now. “We don't know exactly what we're getting ourselves into. Maybe we should focus less on the personal aspect and more on the things that will get us killed.”

At least someone in the group could be reasoned with. Kaius picked up the binder and carried it to the other side of the table, laying it before the others.

“There isn't much.”

“It's a start,” Jericho said. “And hey, I know the system they're using. I've hacked that dozens of times.”

“One of the systems,” Kaius corrected him. “There's bound to be more.”

They scanned all seven pages included in the binder, finding nothing he hadn't already made a mental note of. When he was absolutely certain he hadn't missed a detail, Kaius stood.

“No sense in wasting more time on this. I'm going to have a look around.”

“I guess… we'll come with you.” Joy stood as well. “Got nothing better to do.”

This must be why he was here. To keep the group on task when the handlers weren't present.

But even with his guidance, even with the team's newfound willingness to cooperate, Kaius couldn't shake his initial gut feeling.

They were being set up to fail.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

i hate playing tank so much but sacrifices must be made for erik🫡

I LOVE TANK RAAAAAHHH //tears open shirt to reveal I LOVE GETTING SHOT shirt underneath//

[jazzy-flowerr]

So like every year since Security Breach released I've had an either short or long period of being super hyperfixated on Sun & Moon and it's almost always during winter time so I just wanted to warn y'all about that in case it happens again this year.

[ghostchanuwu]

-Be me

-Watching the weather bc severe thunderstorms and potential tornado

-See special weather statement on weather app for my area

-5 minutes later 'SEVERE THUNDERSTORM WARNING'

-YOU COULD HAVE JUST ISSUED ONE SOONER YOU ASS 😭😭😭😭😭

[jellyaibo]

ヤツメ穴

[spark-circuit]

I don't think any feeling will compete with the sheer bewilderment I felt seeing Yellow from the secret ending in front of my eyes charging at me like a feral cat...

Honestly that entire section is probably one of the best parts of the whole game fr.

also the screaming noise (I think it's Maze Monster's sfx) as the place is falling down lmao. running up to Blue and Rasta like MODS HELP HELP HELP HELP-

i've got to sit down and play it myself fully but having a broad look at bits and pieces of a playthrough (so i'm not spoiled on very specific stuff like text and areas) the game seems pretty cool; obviously up to personal preferences, i'd say it doesn't seem to have as strong/emotional of a story as E1 but i don't think that's necessarily a bad thing nor what it was setting out/promised to do; it set out to be an Everhood battle RPG and it did that well! the music being shorter fits some situations better than others, but i think i'm preferring this OST a little more than E1's anyways, especially Raven's themes and The Dragon's.

[sunrisetune]

I've talked about television shows twice this week, what is, 2013

But so I'm watching 'Silo' and I really like it! So far, it feels like a better Fallout-type Vault story than 'Fallout'; or at least like the kind of Vault story that I wanted more of w/ I was playing FNV. The ones we had in that game were cool as hell, and very sad sometimes, but imo 'Silo' goes in way heavier on the sociological things (technical term) and it's pretty great

Also mmto: 'The City Of Ember', did anyone else read that in jr. high (*Goose is 31 years old) It was a much softer take on the general, like, "A civilzation that lives underground and doesn't understand or know the outer world starts to have problems with its vital infrastructure" theme,, bc it was for kids in junior high,, but a few of the plot points still match

One thing I actually miss a bit from 'Silo' that both 'Ember' and 'Fallout' had were effects on the environment In 'Fallout' there's the uhhhh everything. x) 'Ember' is less extreme but, for example, the city is in an open system cave underground rather than closed into itself, and there's a moment where a kid finds a dragonfly the size of its Carboniferious ancestors bc they'd been evolving so long underground. And a giant mole! We love the giant rodents

[nemisisnemi]

last old art post i think?

blood & injury cw!!!