This is what happens when you take things away. Used to be you’d just levitate yourself wherever you needed to go.
Then there’s Fallout. Who needs horses? Courier can carry themself and 400 pounds of Sunset Sarsaparilla up a damn near vertical cliff face if you do the side-to-side.
Not with Trek, but I’m a former stagehand and I’ve done amateur stagework. Spent a lotta time building and maintaining sets and props. I’ve been there.
You’re backstage, you’ve got how everything should look memorized, it’s all set up, and for a moment, while it’s just you and that dry run, you forget yourself. You’re a part of the show.
Eventually you step back, remember it’s all fake. You notice the little flaws, notice the floor isn’t just right under your feet. You were tired, trying to get something done. A lapse.
I genuinely believe in the magic of the stage. Not in the sense of a spell, but of the ritual. No matter if it’s on a screen, or in person, if you do it right, we let go. For a moment, we forget our world and step into another.
Ballistic corkscrew penis.
0 to full in .5 seconds.
Hey, if you can’t tell a duck from a goose, peace was never an option.
Good on them. $7500 for all future royalties is an absolute rip, especially coming out of Rockstar.
What do you think Brock was all about? They were implanting that shit back in the beginning.
This is probably the dumbest thing, but how would someone even go about putting in a request for that? Petition your government to petition theirs? A series of letters that begin calm and professional but by the tenth round of back and forth have devolved into “And I will ‘accidentally’ take down some armament above your home in return”?
If you were lucky.
I remember when people figured out the invisible characters glitch and BG chat was just a wash of shit talk all s p l i t u p l I k e t h i s.
Saw some people also use that for good, but a majority in my experience were just heinous.
And all contained in the palm of your hand.
So much swapping back to that damned flashlight, I will never understand that decision. It didn’t build tension, it just made me get really good at beating things to death so I didn’t have to keep switching out.
“YOU SHALL NOT PASS WITHOUT ASS, GAS, OR GRASS!”
They’re doing a service.
Reminding men that it’s never too late to schedule an appointment at the proctologist.
Don’t write it off so quickly.
Some people are into that.
Hey, you wanna be a creep, be ready to face the consequences.
Now where did I leave those botfly larva…?
You picked the wrong person. I can picture Danny DeVito drunkenly driving a tank through Siberia now.
In fact, I’m not entirely convinced he isn’t doing that at this exact moment, and you’re just trying to distract us from the awesomeness currently going on.
She told you right, though. Have had a lot of medical personnel in my family, have heard the stories. It’s a biological thing that happens for reasons even the person with a boner can’t always explain. So long as you’re not being a problem with it, it’s just a part of the job, especially if they’re doing anything that involves interacting with sensitive areas.
Especially sports-related. They have to deal with awkward teens getting physicals.
Young Ents have to be careful.
Hiding in the back office at my job, trying to remind myself that I am, in fact, a human being and not a machine.
Is it considered regicide if you take down an empress?
Either way, time to take back the holy land.
It’s genuinely a lot. EMPRESS has an ego, and has started shit with anyone they can. This ranges from other crackers, to repackers, to the people requesting cracks. They see themselves as the hot shit because “I’m the only one who can crack Denuvo”.
My father frequently used “That’s low on the scrotum pole” for an issue he didn’t care about. I’ve been thinking about this for a terrifyingly long time.
Draw faces, and have them positioned by importance.