Why are you buying missiles at the Soup store!
I am making chainsaw noises with my mouth every time I see this weapon.
I think my dream career would be lying under the reactor of a spaceship and rapidly splicing cables with my teeth while we're narrowly escaping a pirate's harpoon by juicing the engine so hard we rip the launcher out of the other ship's frame but I don't think that exists yet so I have to settle for esoteric wizard languages that make light and sound. also there would be a greasy girl there with me who's the ship's munitions expert and she teaches me more about the guns on the ship and I convince her to stick her hand into the shield generator. she's mostly there for tumblr notes but we're in love regardless
I hear my mom shrieking downstairs, shouting up to me about “THE CATS! THE CATS!”
I run downstairs, thinking someone has died or something and see THIS:
I FEEL LIKE I NEED TO PUNCH SOMETHING TO GET OVER THE ADORABLENESS
FromSoft has brought me to tears with how good AC6 looks
All they had to do was show me the garage and I was like "yep, AC is back"
FACTS:
Madeline Celeste can air dash
Jetstream Sam can double jump
REASONS:
Trans people can air dash
Brazilians can double jump
THEREFORE:
Doom Eternal proves that Doomguy is both Brazilian and Trans.
Although maybe not Brazilian, because the double jump ability is from rocket boots.
But the dash pickup (the one that unlocks the dash) is just HRT.
The reason I like history so much is the way you can see how unchanging human nature is. People have always been doing the same things, with different tools. Ancient Sumerians writing "I am not warning you now in hopes that you'll actually do anything, I am writing this to later prove that I warned you and you did nothing" messages in clay tablets like you'd write an office e-mail. Ancient philosophers talking about shepherds and archers, explaining the exact same problem you had this morning, like they're personally calling you out.
200 years ago, somebody was complaining about Kids These Days burying their faces in books in order to avoid socialising just the same as someone else is now ranting how their children would rather browse their phones than listen to them rant. People were arguing anonymously in the posting boards and newspaper sections just the same as they do on the internet. Someone in the bronze age woke up at 5 am to the sound of toddlers fighting over complete nonsense just the same as someone woke up to the same noises today.
For as long as there have been people, there have been people doing the same kind of things as you. From some dude in a cave with berries for paint, some Roman planning a mosaic on a wall, ancient Chinese noblewoman illustrating her calligraphed poem and some medieval monk decorating the borders of a manuscript and me on my laptop with my stylus pen, we're all just sitting here in our different times and places, wondering why the FUCK are horses so hard to draw.
I love how when you fight G1 Michigan he reminds the MT crew of all your wild exploits. I know that what he's trying to do is remind his underlings that you're basically a force of nature and they need to be on their toes, but as I was being pummeled with missiles and suffering the consequences of a poor build, I couldn't help but feel like I was being encouraged.
Like, here I am slaughtering Michigan and his men but damn if I don't feel inspired! I AM the Wormkiller, damn it, and I can win this.
I wish we could listen in on what the dialogue between Michigan and Rusty would have been, though. I can just imagine Michigan goin' out saying : "Wish you'd switched sides there, pal."