For anything important, use matrix instead of lemmy DMs.
I think the only way I’d ever give it another shot is if there was a mod that deleted most dialogue and story and just skipped from minigame to minigame without context.
Maybe.
I vaguely remember genociding squirrels with a flame thrower…
I’d never do it, but… break all the stuff.
It only ever happens in these tiny stores with a bunch of ornaments and shit.
Shelves and shelves packed with knickknacks and other fragile whatnots where you risk toppling half the store if you turned around too fast…
Unpopular opinion: It Takes Two was overrated.
The gameplay had its moments, but the storyline and characters were just terrible.
I love a good couch co-op, but playing it felt like being forced into role-playing a shitty stereotype of some bickering narcissist parents.
My wife and I couldn’t finish it.
Hey honey, did you wanna play the lazy ass disengaged deadweight tonight? or would you rather play as the workaholic narcissist?
I think we were just about to try and destroy some toy our daughter loves, so she’d cry for our benefit.
I think that’s what the annoying talking sociopath book suggested and that’s like a metaphor for crushing her feelings, or something.
Nah, I’m fine thanks.
yea, me too
I really can’t umagine however any aviation companies ever designed and built airplanes that didn’t fall out of the sky before they fitted all employees with chair occupancy butt plugs.
So, my question is, what would you want to do in your final days?
Honestly, that’s a good question that I don’t know the answer to.
I don’t know that I’d care doing anything super specific, but mostly that I’d want to spend at least some of that time with the people I love.
Not even as a goodbye, really.
There’s just something about connecting with people that is its own reward, for one more moment.
Maybe I’d like to watch the stars on a clear night, away from the big city lights?
Gazing at the light from a star from a billion years ago, there’s always been something calming to me about the sheer vastness of the universe. Our time here, almost a blip, but ever precious.
Know that whatever happens next, your story has touched me.
I really wish you the best.
Some people have survived unimaginable odds, and I hope you do too.
800% APR is such absolute bullshit.
Like, even the mob would front you some cash with a lower rate.