Terrible Happenings

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talesof4chan:

Anon makes her EAT ALL THE EGGStalesof4chan.tumblr.com

talesof4chan:

Anon makes her EAT ALL THE EGGS
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talesof4chan:

Anon makes a sandwichtalesof4chan.tumblr.com

Now that’s a green text.

talesof4chan:

Anon makes a sandwich
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Now that’s a green text.

"You’ll feel better if you tell someone."
“And what if it doesn’t feel better? What if it’s worse?”
“Well, then you’re fucked because you can never take it back and they will remember it forever.”

talesof4chan:

Anon gets a weight test.talesof4chan.tumblr.com

THIS IMAGE HAS POORER RESOLUTION THAN THE U.N. SECURITY COUNCIL

talesof4chan:

Anon gets a weight test.
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THIS IMAGE HAS POORER RESOLUTION THAN THE U.N. SECURITY COUNCIL

designed-for-life:

Custom hammered-copper tiles add texture and reflect light in this master bedroom. The bed, steel-and-walnut side tables, and brass lamps are all custom-made by Cécile & Boyd’s.
Photo by Elsa Young.


Copper is great as long as you polish then seal it immediately after installing. If you don’t the oils from your fingers produce corrosion stains in the shape of finger and palm prints anywhere anyone touched it. :/

designed-for-life:

Custom hammered-copper tiles add texture and reflect light in this master bedroom. The bed, steel-and-walnut side tables, and brass lamps are all custom-made by Cécile & Boyd’s.

Photo by Elsa Young.

Copper is great as long as you polish then seal it immediately after installing. If you don’t the oils from your fingers produce corrosion stains in the shape of finger and palm prints anywhere anyone touched it. :/

Larger gallery for “Memories of Eldurim”—see my previous post.

So I found this indie game called "Memory of Eldurim" on the Steam Store. From the looks of it and the sound of the description page, the developers (a very small team) are basically trying to make a multiplayer version of an Elder Scrolls game (like Skyrim or Oblivion, not an MMO like ESO). Given that it’s an indie title being created by a team of five people, the environment graphics are stunning. The characters, armor, weapons, and animations, maybe not so much, but I could overlook that if the game lives up to the developers’ plans.

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There doesn’t seem to be a demo available and there aren’t a whole lot of gameplay videos, but the ones I’ve found do make it seem very promising. I’ve been burned by early access titles before, though, so I’m hesitant to buy it.

Thoughts? Impressions?

silver-tie:

A naked man gives a piano recital as the crew await the escape shuttle. A human brain sits next to him, alongside cheese loaf and a peppered steak. Presumably sustenance.
The dead are in attendance, and in force. A testament to the lives lost in what was probably just 45 minutes of a gradual spiral of doom.
The audience, if they still live, sit in the chairs next to piles of mutilated gibs. Perhaps they sit not of their own free will, for they have been buckled to the chairs by more enthusiastic listeners. It is a mystery.
Most are likely to have been cloned at some point, such is the mortality rate, even during times of non-crisis.
The latest in robotics technology, such as the APLU Ripley and the H.O.N.K. are also present. For purposes nefarious or otherwise, none can say.
A corgi wears body armor and a helmet, and rightly so. Of the humans around him, most would gladly see him dead for no other reason than simple curiosity.
Bombs are planted in the open, with unknown destructive capability. Nobody seems to care that death may be imminent.
It is impossible to not go among madmen, here, for everyone is mad.
Welcome to the station, crew. Enjoy your stay.

silver-tie:

A naked man gives a piano recital as the crew await the escape shuttle. A human brain sits next to him, alongside cheese loaf and a peppered steak. Presumably sustenance.

The dead are in attendance, and in force. A testament to the lives lost in what was probably just 45 minutes of a gradual spiral of doom.

The audience, if they still live, sit in the chairs next to piles of mutilated gibs. Perhaps they sit not of their own free will, for they have been buckled to the chairs by more enthusiastic listeners. It is a mystery.

Most are likely to have been cloned at some point, such is the mortality rate, even during times of non-crisis.

The latest in robotics technology, such as the APLU Ripley and the H.O.N.K. are also present. For purposes nefarious or otherwise, none can say.

A corgi wears body armor and a helmet, and rightly so. Of the humans around him, most would gladly see him dead for no other reason than simple curiosity.

Bombs are planted in the open, with unknown destructive capability. Nobody seems to care that death may be imminent.

It is impossible to not go among madmen, here, for everyone is mad.

Welcome to the station, crew. Enjoy your stay.

outofcontextdnd:

DM: You come across an underground city made entirely of teeth. The buildings, the pathways, even the streetlamps are teeth.

Vampire: So…Toothlantis?

Assassin: We head to the Toothlantis gift shop.