*disassociates while playing rhythm game and somehow gets a perfect score*
yeah it’s called the Rhythm Game Trance State and it’s guaranteed to get you a Perfect score but only if you lose 90% of your awareness of the surrounding universe and float off into another dimension while your hands remain in the material world to break lose all hell on a poor game controller
and god forbid you get Aware again in the middle of your combo because your brain will try to take over and it will do a shit job of it
A Dark Souls-like game where the lore for a weapon gets less vague the more you upgrade it.
Broken Blade: A brittle sword. You can’t seem to let it go. Unpolished Blade: A cherished weapon from ages past. Polished Blade: You remember something. Bride’s Blade: Your wife’s sword.
at first i wanted to make this funny but it just made me sad
horny men always self insert themselve into fiction in a way where they are ugly and/or absolute utterly useless but one of the main character woman who are way more competent then them and beautiful and way out of their league have the hots for them while if I had the power of a writer I would self insert myself into a video game as an obscure npc that is hanging in the middle of nowhere and sells smth useless that costs all of your gold and eats sand as idle animation
Claudia and Soren are the “Don’t be suspicious” siblings
Claudia: Dad I don’t think you should be drinking that much hot brown morning potion
Viren: Hot brown morning potion cures depression
Claudia: I don’t think-
Viren: More espresso, less depresso
Gay Hell 