It irks me greatly that it takes place ~2,000 years before the main series, but architecturally and technologically they appear to be on par or perhaps even ahead of the 3rd/4th eras. The entire game just feels like a giant fan-fiction blunder. There is a near zero risk of death in the overworld due to an obnoxiously low difficulty, and the class system being bound to stupid themes like Templars and Dragonknights rather than just using the original skill/magic trees is one of the worst parts of the game to me. Base classes could have easily been signs of the Warrior, Mage and Thief, and then specialized to your hearts content from there.
Stalinwolf
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My four-year-old daughter is shockingly proficient with a mouse and keyboard. Kid goes to town on Spyro: Reignited. My wife snagged an old PC from her office and we want to set it up for her eventually for learning, light gaming and MS Paint. We figure in another year or two we can set up a family Minecraft server and get her in on it. The dream is to get her playing Valheim with us when she's older.
Hoping she will be as good with PCs and I am, and would love to help her build one when she's grown.
I'd love for it to be large enough to have an r/stalker type sub again. I loved that community on reddit and niche game communities don't really exist here. I've never met a single person in North America who has played that series, so I don't have anyone left to discuss it with.
What kind of dumb-fuck thinks Machine Elves look like eldritch horrors?
Every stupid phrase that redditors compulsively say on every thread.
Other than being one giant wasted potential in general, this is reminiscent of ESO. That game was packed full of expensive mounts (among a million other things) that didn't fit in with the lore of the Second Era whatsoever, though fans of the game will certainly argue that the lore has been so muddied by Zenimax at this point that maybe the Second Era really was packed full of superheroes with glowing eyes, dragon wings and mechanical unicorns.
Prices were also designed so that no matter how many crowns you purchased, you always had some bullshit amount left over that couldn't buy anything of real value, driving you to purchase even more crowns so that your leftovers aren't wasted. I don't think any of them were this expensive, but definitely just as frivolous.
Fag evolved into something completely different in the '00s, and was seldomly used to imply homosexuality. I don't know how it happened, exactly, but it was seemingly repurposed to mean loser/douchebag, just as gay was used to express something being lame. This didn't stop the words from being offensive, but it was still an interesting change of definition. Obviously they've since reverted.
I'd say Bandits, but he's only worthy of the Renegades.
I've said this exact thing a dozen times on here. Any time I'd get a reply notification on reddit, I'd go into it prepared for another senseless confrontation. I would fight with so many people on that platform, and I swear it made me an angrier person. Here, I still go into it half expecting the hostility, but replies are always in good spirit and pretty level-headed. I don't fight with people on Lemmy.
I wish I were less anxious/self-conscious. It's weird because outwardly almost no one knows that I am. I'm charismatic and easy to talk to, a natural leader in the workplace (I've managed now at every job I've held) and I'm a loving and supportive father. But deep down I'm still self-conscious as hell. I experience a lot of spotlight syndrome and I feel like I dress frumpy, walk weird, etc. I have a lot of social anxiety and think every situation/confrontation is going to be a worst-case scenario. Had to take 5 weeks off of work for a stress fracture and allowed myself to believe leading up to it that my (typically supportive) boss was going to be angry or petty or challenge me over it. He was extremely supportive and told me to just take the time off and not to worry about putting out the fires at work.
I don't know how I conditioned myself to be like this. Probably a side-effecting of growing up fat and all the self-hate that came with it. I got rid of the fat a lot time ago, but I don't think that shit ever really left me. Fortunately my daughter does not share my lack of confidence. That kid is miles ahead of her peers and I'm so proud of her.
In Michigan's lower peninsula we had Devil's Night on the eve before Halloween, where teenagers would wreak havoc on pumpkins and egg or T.P. property, but I've never heard of this.