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Video Games: The General Discussion & Community Thread

I've always been in favor of supporting games that don't intentionally try to siphon money from your bank account. Freemium producers deserve to rot in hell, but if a game is good and free to play, I'll throw a few bucks its way.

A narrative masterpiece that I don't think gets enough exposure is The Fall. A fairly complex point-and-click adventure that absolutely amazed me with how excellent it executes its narrative despite the lack-luster puzzles. Its sequel, the Fall 2, offers more interesting and engaging puzzles, but the real appeal is in the way it handles its themes and story, especially when it introduces other characters in the sequel.

A memory

Oh god. Cringe RP stories? Dozens.

My very first character, created for the very first RP I'd taken part in, a massive video-game/anime crossover RP run by a bunch of my fellow 13 year olds, was the personification of pure garbage. If I recall, I'd not only suggested that it was stronger than every other character in the RP repeatedly, but I would constantly 'anime vanish', auto hit, and spam ellipsis without restraint. I do not miss being 13. Ultimately, my cyborg-demon-inter-dimensional-god character was banned and I was shunned multiple times by the community on the site wherein it took place. Needless to say, I've learned a lot since then, lmao.

Video Games: The General Discussion & Community Thread

Mentally unstable person goes on a rampage.

People die.

Thousands get angry at the wrong shit.

Rinse, repeat, and wonder why pointing fingers doesn't solve anybody's problem in a world quite literally flooded with chaos and hatred.

I hardly think the shooting is relevant to gaming, to be perfectly honest. The context of the tragedy does not take away from the fact that major deciding factors likely had nothing to do with video games, or losing. I chalk it up as one of the countless unavoidable tragedies that plague the world. It's like that Elliot Roger garbage, where everyone was too hung up on his twisted rationale to just admit to themselves that he was a fucking psychopath, as if his inability to get a girlfriend was more important than the fact that this asshole wrote about skinning people alive.

But hey, people like getting angry in unison at stuff. Gotta fit in or you're an unfeeling prick. Isn't it great?

I never feel anything when I hear about this nasty shit anymore aside from mild disappointment. It wouldn't change anything if I did anyways. It might sound heartless, but unless somebody I knew personally were to fall victim to something like this, I don't have the physical capacity to care.

Don't take anything away from this, other than the fact that people can be absolutely fucking monstrous under unfortunate circumstances. This has nothing to do with games, this has nothing to do with gaming culture, and this has nothing to do with competition. This was just one of many isolated incidents centered around the lack of mental wellness in an immature, and likely forsaken, human being. A human being that was not gifted with the psyche to cope with the disgusting nature of the world around them without going on a psychotic rampage.

What makes me angry, is when people use these tragedies to validate their arbitrary notions on society and culture.

We live in a society

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I don't mean to start a ruckus, but there's little conversation to be had here that wouldn't drift entirely away from the thread's core topic.

A Hero Tale {Complete}

"Please. You're basically out of commission already," Shaidra groaned, "Your struggles are about as pointless as this man's musings."

"You've changed."

"So have you." Shaidra began to approach Jenso slightly quicker now with blue energy swirling around her hands. "Your curiosity is dumbfounding. There are much safer ways to conduct an experiment. But you've never been one for safety."

"What did that man do to you." Yzeira looked towards Jenso, slowly steadying himself despite the pain that ran through his body in waves.

Caravan: Resurrection

Northern Marrenfall, Gybol's Cafe
_{4th of Summer - 11:09 AM}

The guards immediately darted out of the cafe in a rush to find and capture the elderly old shit, making a ruckus as they pushed Nina aside and topped a chair in their retreat. They shrugged off Gybol's offer as if they didn't even hear him, disappearing in a manner of seconds around the corner. Whether or not they would return to take him up on his offer was up in the air. They seemed awfully eager to apprehend Richard. Nina grunted and rolled her eyes as she approached the counter.

"Faint me?" She wheezed, "Sounds like magic or something to me." She looked up at the roof of his cafe silently for a moment. She wondered how it would stop her from fainting, but was too dim and distracted to connect the dots in her head. "I would be annoyed on any other day. Right now I'm too busy being creeped out though. As soon as I described the guy, Victor called in two more guards and rushed me back over here in a hurry. They seem awfully fussy about it, but wouldn't tell me nuthin'." She made her way past the counter and adjusted her hair. "Give me a few minutes and I'll have some more sass ready for you though, boss-man. Looks like we're sitting pretty now that the wrinkled death is gone."

Video Games: The General Discussion & Community Thread

Emulate it like every other game heh.

That's what I do.

What Are You Listening To?

You can do it, whelp.
You can claw 'im, gnaw 'im, stone 'im, beat 'im. I'll do this with my mind, you just obey ME!

And do you stammer, stammer seein' my eye?
You better star me, steam me, see me, scrub me, feed me my pie.

You ready already, or wheezy oh? And bestial crushin', easy though.
And total-ly the very top
D N A, now!

You need a shanty, shanty, shanty: a song.
You're an extremely scary creature that conquers us all,
You go: LA LA LA x100

A Hero Tale {Complete}

~ Chapter 213 ~

_Alexis

"Give me a moment."

"So you can die?" Shaidra began to walk towards Jenso with her hands hanging casually. "I'm going to end this project before that happens."

A Hero Tale {Complete}

Shaidra pulled Yzeira to his feet from the bottom of his chin without restraint until the man stood of his own accord, albeit unsteadily. Then she turned towards Jenso, leaving him to stand on his own.

"I can't believe you've been pushed this far."

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~ End Of Chapter 212 ~

A Hero Tale {Complete}

This time the barrier did not falter. Instead, its cracked healed and it faded from view. Jenso's hand did not reach its target. rather, it faded into a shadow between him and Yzeira that promptly grasped onto his arm and tossed him aside. Yzeira looked up. From the darkness, a slender arm reached out and moved through his barrier as if it weren't there to place its hand against his cheek. Shaidra emerged shortly afterwards, stepping back into reality with her mask completely removed, and blue strands running through her otherwise pitch-black hair.