Damn, either this is truly personal, or Ruthy is one cool ol’ gal to be browsing Lemmy.

I kinda wanna sit in her knitting circle.

I feel like Ed is the kind of guy who would end up lucking into a decent job where is nigh philosophical idiocy somehow allows him to skirt by. No one understands what the hell he means, but it motivated them, make him management.

“Shoot and Fire”.

Mind asking your future connection to fire up Stanley Parable for me?

Let’s see what fuckery they baked in.

What fucks with me these days are the less gory ones.

Like watching a woman’s hand get caught under a rivet press because she thought she would be quick enough. Safeties failed, no one could hit the kill switch in time. She’s lucky she has use of that hand left, at this point.

I have a love/hate relationship with the safety crew.

They’re why I have to waste time each year rewatching the exact same shit, but equally, I have seen too many incidents of someone ignoring the protocol and getting severely hurt.

So, uhh…

How’d you taste? They leave good reviews? No weird diseases, properly cooked?

And how much?

They won’t until they absolutely have to.

Which at this rate is fucking never.

Do… Do people exist without the Rocky Horror soundtrack living in their head?

That is some prime virgin activity, which means we need to hold some Games before the show starts.

Very real, from what I can tell.

Old West, Marshalls dialogue options.

“Your replies (a) Dude, the way that we have treated Native Americans is most non- triumphant! (b) Excellent, dude! Cowboys and Indians?! Count me in! (aa) Dude, remember the golden rule - be excellent to each other. (ab) Dude, violence never pays. (ac) I just do not think that we should treate Native Americans in this most bogus way. (ba) Before I can enlist, good captainly dude, I must find ___! (bb) Look dude, the way that I’ve been treated around here, I have little interest in fighting to defend these people. (bc) I’d love to sign up, but ___ has my pen.”

Bill and Ted’s Excellent Video Game Adventure.

Here’s a walkthrough, for anyone curious. It lists the various dialogue choices you had with each character.

Only one way to find out. We need to find the Glove, rip out his skull, and find out if it’s full of brownies so dank they raise the dead.

“All babies look vaguely like Winston Churchill”(to absolutely brutalize a Good Omens quote).

Oh hell yeah, running and jumping around in Crackdown was an absolute blast. They had the exploration down perfectly, you really felt yourself get better at navigating, and the reward was just making it even better.

Bowel Disruptor set to “Liquefy”.

Spider Jerusalem wins again.

I’ve gotten to the point that I look up if there’s a good reward for it. Like, does this run through the whole game and build up to at least a nice cutscene or piece of gear? Alright. Annoying, but doable.

A piece of golden shit? Never again. Never a-fucking-gain, I swear I had a faster time pulling KOS-MOS in XC2 than hunting down so many Koroks.

Life goals.

Look, I’ve been where you are before. You jump from cult to cult, looting the bodies and altars once they kick it. It gives you a sense of purpose, and keeps a roof above your head without much effort.

But do you know what’s even better? Forming your own cult. Just find a forgotten ancient deity, make up some bullshit, people fall in line. Let 'em clean themselves up, move onto the next god and town.

At least let your old cult hit the ritual suicide phase before joining another.

It’s impolite, otherwise.

I tried. It felt weird.

Fuck the rules, return to the caves away from society.