What about Second Death Star?
All those innocent contractors. People just trying to feed their families. You think a Stormtrooper knows the first thing about trying to plumb a toilet?
What about Second Death Star?
All those innocent contractors. People just trying to feed their families. You think a Stormtrooper knows the first thing about trying to plumb a toilet?
NYKO were a decent third party, back in the day. Not great, but a step above the competition. Downside, I don’t think they ever really changed their plans that much. I swear I saw PS3 controllers with the “air cool” marketing still on it, just now with RGB through the controller!
Someone else like me!
I’ve always had long fingers, and The Duke was perfect. I remember getting one of the revamped controller models down the line, and it just never felt quite as good.
Still prefer X-Box style controllers on the overall, these days. Still not quite up there yet, but still better than PlayStations style, and while I think the JoyCons are absolutely adorable and clever, actually using them is just uncomfortable after awhile.
Both games were pretty damn brutal, but memorable, experiences. I wish someone would come up with something like it, because that was the closest I’ve felt to my childhood dream.
You don’t have to tell me to get in the robot, you have to stop me from hijacking it just for a joyride.
I guess this is “weird” in the sense of “unique”.
The Steel Battalion Mech controls. The size of a table, it was an appropriate recreation of the control panel for a mech, requiring you to go through all the steps from firing it up to ejecting in case of danger. You had pedals, sticks, knobs, switches galore.
I think that’s actually a service, somewhere. They bring the treadmill to the dogs.
Still Pokemon Red. I’m beginning to regret my choices. The choice to include Blue-exclusives, and trade evolutions, because PKHex makes it so easy to do. The choice to try to keep a selection of various typings caught up in level, so I’d have some decent coverage versus brute forcing.
Having the trio of starters. I think I’ve grown to hate Bulbasaur, at this point. Every time I go to drop him into my party, all I can remember is “Not very effective”, over and over again. Well into the 20s, still taking 2-3 Vine Whips to take out a level 6 Kakuna.
Mind asking your future connection to fire up Stanley Parable for me?
Let’s see what fuckery they baked in.
Maybe it’s a Swordbreaker axe, turn the triangle on its head.
Mans been holding onto it since back in the Prologue, probably has some Durability left.
That explains why “Cry of the Black Birds” was on the official soundtrack.
They won’t until they absolutely have to.
Which at this rate is fucking never.
I’m trying to get my own hands on it, but all of her cookbooks are in boxes that currently reside with my grandfather’s new wife, who has made it her mission to piss on everything of his old life, even his family.
Funnily enough, the men in my family are the cooks, normally!
My step-grandmother, though… She knew how to bake. It didn’t matter what she decided to make, it would turn out delicious. She refined a Black Forest cake recipe from scratch, I’ve never had another one like it. The moistness of the cake, icing just rich enough to make a statement, cherries that were the perfect ripeness.
She ruined that cake for me. I know a part of it is the memories, all the time wrapped around when she would bake that, but if I had one wish, it would be to have one more slice.
Slowly grinding my way through a Pokemon Red Professor Oaks Challenge(Yay, switch-training Magikarp…), and when my brains to the point of melting from that, Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous. Kitsune Bladebound Magus, happily traipsing her fluffy way down wherever Desna may guide her.
May the Gods have mercy on the crusade she’s going to lead.
Only one way to find out. We need to find the Glove, rip out his skull, and find out if it’s full of brownies so dank they raise the dead.
“All babies look vaguely like Winston Churchill”(to absolutely brutalize a Good Omens quote).
I remind mine that the kibble in their bowl is part of why I don’t have any money.
So they can make a choice, get a job and start filling their own bowl, or let me go work to buy more food.
I wish I did! There’s a photo album, somewhere, that has some pictures from back then, but I have no clue which relative most likely has those.
Not really “rare”, outside of it’s niche, but definitely unusual!
I owned a 1969 Volkswagen Beetle, with an electromagnetic clutch. Instead of a clutch pedal, you pressed down on the stick and shifted it up/down, releasing once in position.
Not many vehicles used that particular style of clutch, and that was one of the last years VW built a model with one, as far as I’m aware. Miss that little car.
They might not be the fastest or prettiest, but old Volkswagens were reliable and stupid simple. Still hope to one day get my hands on an old Microbus and a Karmann Ghia.
Millennial, I guess? Dead on early '90, so I think that about fits.