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Strange, I’ve not met many people that would rank FO4 over FO3 or new vegas. Atleast, not in terms of story or gameplay design. What are your opinions on 3 and new vegas?
Strange, I’ve not met many people that would rank FO4 over FO3 or new vegas. Atleast, not in terms of story or gameplay design. What are your opinions on 3 and new vegas?
Kojima got a chub when this idea took birth in some russian scientist’s head, but Kojima knew not why.
I was thinking EW countermeasures. Like signal jammers and drone killers and stuff like that, to protect single column infantry movement.
How is the ANC?
I get three seperate emails every single time I purchase something and pay digitally. It’s unfeasible to keep a zero inbox.
The oldest, close to end of shelf life stuff.
The stuff their manager bought 3x of usual amount because the grocer’s freezer failed and he was selling them at a discount.
The stuff that the inventory manager said had to go or he’s going to throw out.
Would it be safe to live somewhere nearby?
Exactly. I stay away from EVE online because I know that if I start it, my life is over.
It was a travesty what they did to the ending stages of the storyline. Man, for a while I kept imagining different endings to the game. Better endings.
Bruh I’m honestly horrified to hear that. I thought meds were the last word, the final solution you could always keep in your back pocket when no other coping mechanism works.
I used to play this game called RAGE many years ago. It was a first person shooter, with a bunch of late game overpowered guns, had a crafting system to make ammo and the like, shops to sell and buy said ammo, but had strict resource controls to keep it competitive and fun.
So I spent around four days tabulating values of every ammo and crafting material in the game, mapping out which in-game traders sold what and when, and then spent maybe the next three days just craft-selling the cheapest item, a wingstick(basically a boomerang) in the game.
Hundreds and hundreds of wingsticks, grinding like a little kid in a sweatshop. I made enough money to max. out capacity on every ammo capacity in the game. As a result I breezed through the endgame, and what was supposed to be a long, tough, engaging mission into the heart of the enemy turned into a caricature of a boss fight, and I probably spend more time admiring the environment design there than worrying about dying or running out of ammo. I think I ran out only on one ammo type, and in total I used only the three most powerful ammo types in the game.
A level I should have enjoyed and formed the neat little bow for that game to be wrapped in, turned into a comical doom guy-esque slaughter of the scariest enemy in-game.
I am truly my own worst enemy.
Are you left handed? Otherwise I must report you to the gestapo for keeping your phone in the wrong pocket.
Banning it won’t work, the same way banning anything else hasn’t worked. The criminals will keepp getting it or alternatives and law abiding citizens lose a great learning tool.
Yes to all of the above. What benefits will this offer? I dont have a fucking clue.
I get times when I fixate on the fact that eventually my parents will die and leave me alone here. I don’t have the best relationship with them, but I usually feel really sad seeing them getting older day by day. I’ve found it helpful to ground myself when I’m with people I love - I just sit there and watch them. I look at their face and their hair and what they’re doing, and listen to the intonations of their voice, and to how they move their hands when they’re working and so on. It helps me fix that point in time as being real - like I EXIST along with them at this point in time, even though eventually we might not exist together, and just being here together with them now seems to bring me some relief.
I don’t know why I typed this whole thing out. Maybe it will bring you some relief too.
STOP I can only get so erect
You’re going to make me write a cute green-urbania fiction of my self-insert walking around a beautiful city with parks everywhere and using the sub-rails to go far distances and then get on cute retro san francisco style over land trams to make my way to walk-only brick roads and then walk to some book store, the corners piled high with books, with books stacked outside the store under a cloth awning, owned by a wise old man of unclear nationality who spends his days reading the books he sells, who knows me well enough to offer a glass of tea.
Stupid. Why do they even have such a shitty policy? What benefit would it have? Bully people into coming in?
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What? Battery powered jets?
Missed out on this big time. Anyone else spend their childhood in front of computer screens?