bombs civilian targets indiscriminately man look at all these human shields

The whites have waged a ceaseless campaign of oppression against my people

naval gazing

me and the boys heading out to the harbor to stare at some military ships

It’s the exact same energy as fallacy-citing redditors

I want to point out that you can totally do space race aesthetics, and all the rich 1960s culture associated with it, and make it look awesome. Arkane did it with Prey in 2017 and made it interesting by layering slick corporate facades over clunky 1960s space station guts and then slathering on the lore nice and thick with a trowel. They even made the rocket and retro-future tech in Deathloop look way more interesting than Bethesda’s done here.

Wait, you don’t even fly the ship? So it’s more like Outer Worlds but with procedurally generated planet dungeons? Jesus.

ALSO: I want to point out that you can totally do space race aesthetics and have it look amazing, because Prey did it back in 2017

I don’t understand human relationships despite monumental effort put into doing just that, and as a result cannot network and have serious difficulties finding a new job, and can’t make any money. I dropped out of college multiple times due to suicidal depression. I’m in constant pain and loneliness is eroding my will to live. Plus I had a bunch of expensive dental work done in my 20s due to personal neglect from said suicidal depression, and have only recently climbed out of other medical debts due to a relative dumping money in my lap to clean the slate.

So to maintain my agonizingly painful and stressful lifestyle I’m already at my limit and basically doing it alone despite the presence of people who say they love me but whose love I often seem incapable of feeling. This leaves me with little time and energy to write, which itself has barriers of procrastination and anxiety. Even if I did finish a book I’d still have to sell it, and I don’t know how to do that.

I’m infused with this learned helplessness that pain and failure and alienation drilled into me, and I struggle to believe in myself with regards to doing literally anything, from cleaning up after myself to losing weight to doing schoolwork. So for something as monumentally important to my self-image as my writing and art, there’s a lot of anxiety that gets in the way.

TLDR: I’m an absolute mess pscyhologically and I fear what my art will reveal about me to others (and myself)

Sometimes I see things that make me sad I’m an atheist. This man will not burn in Hell for all eternity. There is no Devil’s taffy puller that will wring out his soul for 400 quintillion years. He just rots like everyone else.

As always, death to America

Video game engine equivalent of Marge Simpson’s cashmere dress

I’m 37 and live in America so I would get absolutely nothing

I’m not better off when I make $1 more an hour but gasoline costs $2 more a gallon and I still don’t make enough with my entire fucking paycheck to afford an apartment

I think that’s just watching lore videos on YouTube

TLOU is most fun when you play combat psychotically hyper-aggressive, but that does clash a bit with the narrative. Joel going out of his way to set six people on fire affects the mood a bit.

What killed HZD for me was the god-awful writing. Every character is a cardboard cut-out and the plot was painfully predictable. Add the shallow gameplay on top of that and I regret every one of those ten dollars I spent on it.

What do you have against mind flayers?

Is it all the mind flaying? It’s the mind flaying, isn’t it.

I don’t think they were intending to surprise you with the perspective switch. Simon clearly doesn’t get it, but they’re trying to make it very clear just how horrifying what is happening to him is.

But yeah, I like the game and I have to say it’s a much less miserable experience when you turn off the monster aggro. It’s existential horror and it’s a bit hit or miss at times, but I feel like when it does hit it hits hard.

Bioshock Infinite is one of the worst games I’ve ever played in comparison to how well it was received. The gameplay was shit. The enemies are all bullet sponges. The plot is about how Ken Levine doesn’t understand the sci-fi concept of parallel universes at all and when slaves violently rebel they are as bad as the people who enslaved them. You can upgrade your weapons but you will use whichever one happens to be nearby since ammo is so scarce except when Elizabeth magically manifests some to throw to you. Songbird is a creature that screams WE WILL HAVE A BIG BOSS FIGHT and it never comes. It’s awful.

Literally the Dark Brotherhood from Oblivion but in space

TODD HAS DONE IT AGAIN

Everything I’m hearing about this game is exactly what I expected from it. Bland, soulless, empty, buggy as hell, terrible writing, etc.

I can’t even enjoy being smug anymore, though. I don’t like being smug now. It feels bad.