I can absolutely say I want to live in a castle rendered in early '90s CGI. Just…probably not this specific one.
I can absolutely say I want to live in a castle rendered in early '90s CGI. Just…probably not this specific one.
I haven’t bought into it or anything, but I followed the development for a while in the 2010s because I was really excited for what they showed.
Speaking personally, I just want a game that would let me feel immersed in a spacefaring future human civilization. I’m never gonna live to see that. So, I’d like a game where I can at least pretend.
EvE doesn’t work for me. I’m not interested in spreadsheets, and I want to be able to fly my ship instead of just clicking to move (I assume that’s still how it controls? I only played briefly in the 2000s)
Starfield is…Starfield. I just appreciate that they tried something, honestly. No Man’s Sky seems pretty neat, although I don’t really know what you do in that game outside of just collecting resources. I need to try it sometime.
Elite Dangerous is great. It comes the closest to scratching the itch. Zooming through the galaxy looking for different astral phenomena and sights to see is a really chill way to spend an afternoon. But, it only really gets so deep. The space legs (I mean, the Odyssey expansion) only do so much to make you feel present. Space stations and outposts really only consist of two or three different layouts of one big room with the same shops. Settlements mostly only exist to be mission objectives. You get 8 guns and 3 pistols to choose from. That’s about it. Not super immersive once you step outside of your ship (personally speaking).
But, pretty much the main thing they’ve been trying to accomplish with Star Citizen is to make it the most immersive experience they can. It’s right there in the name, isn’t it? You get to play at a citizen of an interstellar civilization. That’s the idea. I’m not sure if that’s the reality.
So, yeah. Speaking personally, I’ve got a dream I’ll never see realized, and (it feels like) no one stepping up to offer a proper simulation. I imagine a lot of folks are clinging to Star Citizen out of desperate hope, since there’s not really a proper alternative if it ever goes away.
A baby made of horribly caustic acid that is actively moving toward other babies, and all you have available to stop it is punches. Good to punch, or bad to punch? 🤔
(The baby is much faster than you. It will reach the other babies before you can. It is about to pass you, though it hasn’t yet done so, and all you have time to do is to give it a quick, decisive strike to knock it off-course)
I have learned to circumvent this issue by simply never being important enough to be invited to formal events.
It’s worked well thus far, though nobody seems to notice.
If Harris loses, I don’t even want to think of what the next four years will bring. But, whichever way it goes, I take at least some small solace in knowing the PAC text spam will finally shut the fuck up for a little while…
I would agree with this. The rational part of me likes to try and eat a sandwich in a 3x3 grid of bites, right-to-left, working my way downward.
But, I’m a wacky, inconsistent li’l bitch, so it almost never works out that way. But, I don’t think I ever exceed 12 bites. That’s a pretty solid ballpark range.
Like others have said, it’s loud, but it’s also that it’s a constant noise that can often tend to cut through whatever you’re currently trying to focus on.
Add on the tendency people have to feather the throttle (do leaf blowers have throttles?), making the noise really inconsistent and unpredictable, and it makes it difficult to keep what little focus you have.
Sometimes, when there’s like 3 different leaf blowers going at once, I can barely keep my train of thought if I can’t drown it out by turning my music all the way up. :\
Hm. The basketball and soccer look a lot like the Tiny Toons sports game they had on the Sega Genesis back in the day.
As a certified Orange Enjoyer, it always perplexed me how other kids were always so ready to trade away their orange Starburst.
As someone who also thinks the pink ones are way overrated, though, it ultimately didn’t matter to me, because li’l me was out there making some deals
Hah! Why would I go to all that trouble when there are a million other things I could do to get the dopamine now?
Oh, yeah. Right. Because I need to do that one thing to keep my life from degrading. But…there are a million other things I could do. Shit.
Wasn’t so long ago that someone would get laughed out of a room for taking the internet this seriously. People never planned for the inevitability of the internet being central to modern life, and, years later, here we are.
So, to whomever needs to hear it: Maybe start taking things like what this person is saying a little more seriously going forward.
Look, I respect your right to be how you are, but keep it in your church. I don’t need to see it everywhere I go, and I damn sure don’t want it anywhere near me. I don’t have a problem with you, but if you try any of that God shit on me, I’m gonna put you on your ass, bro.
It was the threat of the bartender reaching for the bat. If the nazi didn’t think there was a chance he’d actually use it, the threat wouldn’t work.
The threat of violence is a deterrent to keep nazis from getting too bold, thinking they can do what they want without repercussion.
Some people think the threat of violent response is overreaction to someone who’s just expressing their ideas. As a bisexual man, I think it’s a pretty even response when those ideas are “hey, what if we rounded up you and everyone like you and marched you off to death camps?”
At the very least, you can never let them believe that you’ll just roll over and let them do it.
Fuck 'em, I do what I want.
Probably a bug I was saving for dinner? I don’t anticipate I’ll have a whole lot to bring with me at that point.
I see it, but I can’t guarantee I’m not special.
Makeup? Y’all don’t want a dude that likes to look good?
This game and the OG Planetside both taught me the simple joys of fighting for/on a bridge.
You can have a huge overworld, you can have an intricate map with all the lanes and passageways you want, but, in the end, the (much, much older) children yearn for the bridge.
“He lies about so many things! How the hell was I supposed to know he actually meant it this time?”