

Good choice! Been a fan of that one since the Next Fest demo. It’s changed a lot since then.


Good choice! Been a fan of that one since the Next Fest demo. It’s changed a lot since then.


I wasn’t surprised by the length of the base game, or even by the presence of the post game, but by how much time the game spent ending. You beat the villain, that should be it, right? Lol no, you have to traverse the whole game world without vehicles and no network support. That’s it, right? Lol no, here’s a giant boss monster. That’s it, right? Lol no, here’s a shitload of cutscenes. Then the credits, then cut to black. That’s it, right? Lol no, more cutscenes, then one last delivery… and one last burst of cutscenes, some of which should have come earlier. That’s it, right? Lol almost, you have to watch the credits again, and then one blessedly short cutscene before the postgame, and then you can finally go to the main menu and quit.
I really liked the game, but good lord.
Same here. One of the instructions was “write your name on the board.” Hardcore shaming.


Psst, it’s “err”, not “air”. Pronounced the same.


Pumpkin spice old fashioned. With real pumpkin puree!
Running at the speed of lobsters!
I ask myself “why?” after most Steam sales, one of which was earlier this month. Six or seven new games to join the backlog. Relatively cheap, to be fair.


I’m not a fan of the “new car smell”, for some reason. The “new computer smell”, on the other hand, is a rare treat.


Most seafood doesn’t get me too badly, though I still don’t like it. Cooking shrimp, on the other hand, makes it hurt to breathe for some reason. Not the same as nausea, but it still sucks.


I have a few that some others in the thread have already mentioned, but I can also:


Same here. Someone else in the thread said that’s your tensor tympani muscle.
That’s… what Americans do. I live about 1500 miles from my parents, and only use time as a measurement if I’m planning to drive that far, mainly in days.
The story was written for an audience of about 5 aging hipsters from Brooklyn.
Well said. The whole “epilogue” read like a hypercondensed Manifesto of the Pathological Twat.
The banner up top is blue because it looks like denim, right?


For my part, I’m thinking of carrying a bag full of signs that say “Shame!” that I can put next to the offending excrement. Both to shame whoever’s responsible, but also everyone else can watch their step.
It’s coming out the wrong end of the phone.


Yes, we all do, and most of us outgrow it.


~400BC
And yet the quote is still somehow not even remotely old.
I sing this to myself every time I see one on the road: https://youtu.be/U-i4RTUpKGY
Also this: https://youtu.be/S0ximxe4XtU
Why yes, I do like juvenile internet garbage. How could you tell?