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This explains a lot about Elden Ring, and I wish it didn’t.
As one of the few people on the planet who has never played it, this makes it infinitely more intriguing…
Elden Ring got something for all the kinks, specially feet kinks
You know I was happy with my life not making that connection. Truly tarnished.
They were already bad enough, you didn’t have to do this.
Deep lore that only a three hour YouTube video could do justice to.
We’re not so different after all
they’re also only kept from reaching immortality by their shells physical dimensions iirc?
the sea is a weird and wacky placeThey keep growing until they die. If they live long enough they get so big they either can’t get enough food or oxygen and die.
They have urinary ducts in their eyes and when they meet other lobsters they piss on each others face. If they have fought in the last week or so the loser backs down. If not they fight.
The biggest male lobster knows where the others live and once a week visits the other lobsters. Pisses in their face and then beats them up.
When a female enters estrus she goes to the biggest lobster’s den. He then beats her to help her molt. When her shell is removed they mate.
She is allowed to stay for a few days during the vulnerable period when her shell regrows and hardens. Unless another female comes by. The he kicks her out and the new girl moves in after mating.
yet another example of how nothing you can possibly worldbuild could ever be weirder than reality
I am furiously scribbling down notes for DnD
“I’m not crying, I’m of lobster descent.”
“I’m not sure if that makes it better.”Keeps that piss away from the tasty meat
Piss yes, but know what that stripe is on your lobster tail?
It’s poop
Indeed
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They don’t like you either
This is why lobsters need to be the next model of society we should based upon!
dont shrimps shit out their faces too?
Tree cicadas are essentially pissing all the time. Random spray around a tree? You just got R. Kelly’d by a cicada.
