god i love red dead 2. what a world they managed to create, it’s truly baffling.
i wish the controls weren’t quite so janky though
god i love red dead 2. what a world they managed to create, it’s truly baffling.
i wish the controls weren’t quite so janky though
Do you also have that suddenly your horse decides to spin around in a weird place?
Strangling the odd stranger when trying to get onto you horse, or accidentally shooting the trader when trying to sell something are peak cowpoke behaviour.
Oops, I’m mighty sorry there pardner. However now I have your attention can I interest you in an extended horse warranty?
Hey dere misder! accidentally shoots pistol … Woops.
how can bears be over 100% muscle
because they’re the jocks of the animal world, next question
why do brown bears eat trash
Friendly reminder that there’s more than 2% of americans who believe they can beat a grizzly bear unarmed
Grizzly. Bear.
Ursus Arctos Horribilis.
Anyone who thinks they can legitimately beat a bear unarmed needs to be found by a bear immediately to get a reality check.
Winnie the Pooh will throw hands without a second thought.
Bulking, obviously.
Starting my first day volunteering tomorrow and absolutely bricking it! It’s only in a charity shop but I’ve never worked in a shop before so it’s rather overwhelming.
They were forced to abide by at least one tenet of the Possum Code and decided that Live Fast and Scream At Own were too much so opted for Eat Trash
Bloodborne flashbacks intensify
I’ve dabbled in the decorating business inside the apartments but I figured housing would be a bit different (like the 450.000 bucks extra fee before you can even start building anything, yowza) but that app looks very useful!
Hu Man lives in a broomcloset at the end of a storage unit filled with crap I find/my manservant brings home.
this is a disgusting amount of effort for a ‘dang boy you live like this?’ post how dare
Three Hopes peeve: I want to build supports between party members that are not Shez but I’m not allowed to give them gifts to give other people by proxy.
I’ve got literally dozens of flowers in my back pocket and nothing to use them on. Meanwhile Lorenz and Constance are still LANGUISHING at a deplorable C-level support instead of the A that they both deserve.
I don’t want to know what young Hu does to that mannequin. A mannequin dressed rather similarly to him.
For the sake of humanity, do not assign me any sort of infrastructural authority in the post-apocalypse. Frost Punk is an intriguing setting and I’m enjoying the game a lot so far, but I am entirely too soft to make the hardest choices.
until I have beaten Radahn-- Liurnia of the Lakes complete!