won an art contest is a friend's server, got the sketch back of sol in a popstar type au inspired by heartsteel and i'm gonna
HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HEY @goldenfists COME GET SETT'S BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND RIGHT FUCKING NOW
me, at 2 pm, when the stores are open: you don't have any little treats in the house. if you want a little treat later, you have to go to the store and buy one now.
me: *does not go to the store*
me, at 9 pm, when the stores are closed: tweat? 🥺 no tweats for me? 🥺🥺 cries 🥺 cries for one thousand years 🥺🥺🥺
the reason critical role is so good is because every campaign features at least one cast member creating a character that they intend to be doomed by the narrative and matt and the rest of the cast going don’t be an idiot, Our Love Will Undoom Them. like in the explanation of percy’s final playlist, taliesin wrote, “Cheers to a happy ending for a character intended by his creator to be karmically irredeemable. May we all be so fortunate.” and just, Yeah.
a video game where you're playing a government module-ed secunit could do SOOOOO much with the idea of character agency and the very idea of quest markers. not doing something or doing something too slow would make you take damage. careful interpretations of the quest log to avoid punishment. make it frustrating to play. diegetically justifying the format of a strictly linear shooter.
BUT THEN second act comes. your government module is hacked. this is now an open world game with almost no guidance. job sim elements, detective elements. learning new skills, new interactions. there HAS to be a section towards the end where the govt module is enabled again. back to the restrictions. remind the player JUST how much they've learned they can do by taking it away. regaining agency should make the player weep with relief akin to solving a complicated puzzle or difficult boss.
the mandatory motion of slavery vs the paralyzing freedom of choice.
Is it just me or are we all sleeping on the super fucked up homoerotic wound care that could come from the group of them dropping back into the Rightside-Up, going to Max's trailer and Steve's still bleeding out because look at him.
And everyone's quizzing everyone else, mainly the girls because it's the 80's and casual sexism was everywhere, on whether they know how to sew.
Nancy never learned, Robin doesn't trust herself and Max is just straight up like fuck off.
And then there's Eddie Handmade Battle Vest, Drug Dealer, Dive Bar Guitarist Munson like
oh this whole conversation and dynamic is fascinating. i love you. i hate the source of your power. you keep walking towards your power. do you love me? i love what you can do with your power. but not more than i love you. can you say the same?
you wouldn't lie to me again. would you. this isn't a one way road. im not feeding her, she's feeding me-
i don't understand.
if you can't reconcile with that, it's okay- *interrupts her with a kiss*
I'll never let you go. And if you need her. Then that's my answer.