"As you pull the blade free, it begins to rapidly rust away. The legend was never the blade itself, it was the strength of the heroes who led the way.

That strength has caused the ground to shift, rocks fall, everyone dies."

Has Phoenix Wright been a documentary about the Japanese legal system this entire time, and we just wrote it off?

WotC and Pinkertons.

Vampire Survivors has got me back in its grip. The Ode to Castlevania DLC dropped on Halloween. I really don’t understand where the time goes when I play that game.

Also picked up Webfishing, an absolutely adorable time. I don’t know that I really consider it “playing”, the actual gameplay is pretty basic, but I’ve enjoyed the peaceful nature of it and have had fun just chatting.

This is seriously dating myself, and probably hyper-specific, but it feels more like chatrooms back in the late 90s to early 2000s. Most of the rooms I’ve been in have been relaxed. Having a talk about life while someone strums “Simple and Clean” on a guitar somewhere in the background. A bit of roleplay going on.

The small lobbies, the small map, the chill gameplay, all makes for a cozy, welcoming place. Like you really did just stumble across someone’s campsite, and they invited you to sit.

This is one of those questions you ask, and let sit for months. Long enough that most of the table has started to forget you ever asked.

Was there a reason? Like, I’ll even take some Mystery of the Druids “kill a homeless man to steal his change” logic in this.

They can SIIIIINNNNGGGGG!

That’s why they changed over to Pibb Xtra.

Mr. Pibb was going through his midlife crisis, and in a fit, returned to his teenager state of mind. Dr. Pepper keeps hoping he’ll break out of it, return to his old self, but she’s so wrapped up in her career she can’t take the time to be there, and doesn’t see the one who’s really fueling it.

That filthy whore R.C Cherry.

But he has so many eyes! Surely he can come to a consensus on beauty.

“Call my dick a sling, cause it’s throwin’ stones”.

Imma go bury myself, now.

I like it, in the box. I want to live… In the box.

(That entire conversation felt like it had the strangest pacing, even for MGS).

Howling, generally.

Good place for it.

Why are you sharing my Saturday night plans?

Dammit, now everyone is gonna be down in the bog, and there’s never any room for shrieking in the swamp.

Great, now I want to dye some Rice Krispie treats the NB colors.

You have nostrils. Learn to inhale and exhale at the same time. Become the master of your own body. Defy your limitations. You’re playing the flute, goddammit! Give it the respect it deserves, and transcend beyond your mortal limitations and grasp the freedom of the ethereal.

I mean, have you looked at HoI4 lately?

Look, I get it, but the state of DLC in Paradox games has moved beyond even the memes. I think they took those as inspiration. There’s a fucking monthly pass now!

I deeply enjoy their games, but the DLC bloat confounds me.

The only place where if you’re offered uncut coke, you have to ask which kind.

I have dead. Gimme a moment, I’ll bring him out.

Sleep doesn’t mean leaving us. We can be with you in your dreams. We can be with you in every thought.

There is no leaving. You are one of us.

Well, when one of us uses them, dolphins get trapped.

I’m just helping protect the dolphins.