Are we sure he’s a bottom?

Sure, the Bros got inside him, but he did the voring.

Not just good enough, they fit their niche almost perfectly.

Die often? Large passals that reach maturity relatively quickly. Have to risk ingesting potent toxins? Remember what almost killed you just long enough to get away from wherever it was(roughly 2 weeks). Not built for fighting? Fake your death so convincingly, vultures don’t want to be near you. Nutrition might be scarce? Gather your feces, it will see you through.

Hell, even the fact that the Virginia Opossum can’t adapt well to extreme heat or cold is a benefit to them, the resources they’re driven to(such as actively running water, dense undergrowth for cover and foraging, and trees that can support their weight) can be scarce.

Beach dates with Miller.

The Spa Incident.

“You’re pretty good”.

Outer Heaven be gay as hell.

Yeah, that’d be fair, and it’s how I normally treat using the shaft of a pole weapon as staff.

Unless it’s a Monk. Damn them, and their versatility!

I’d allow it, at my table.

Using the flat of your blade is a valid tactic for blunting blows, be it against undead or to incapacitate a target.

But I’d also give you a slight disadvantage, as you’re now going to be fighting your blade becoming a fan.

“Shoot and Fire”.

We’re restarting MKUltra?

Sign me the fuck up, gimme the blotter with the CIA seal.

They’re Undead.

Blunt, not edged. They resist edged weapons.

Hey, hold up…

You think people rollin’ out with stick money? In this economy? People got oxygen taxes, man.

Mind asking your future connection to fire up Stanley Parable for me?

Let’s see what fuckery they baked in.

I backpack it. Mines not exactly huge, but it’s enough, and easy to lug around. If you hunt around, you can find some fun ones. I picked up mine from a metaphysical shop.

They can also be a fun way to express yourself a little, hang things from the zippers(I have a Sword-mode Kirby on one of mine), pins.

A fucking reprimand.

For an absolute overstep of boundaries and abuse of power.

To someone who, given his past actions mentioned in the article, could not care less.

That is just the most toothless, disappointing response. I undersand if there’s not more that can be done, but that in and of itself is a goddamn problem.

What fucks with me these days are the less gory ones.

Like watching a woman’s hand get caught under a rivet press because she thought she would be quick enough. Safeties failed, no one could hit the kill switch in time. She’s lucky she has use of that hand left, at this point.

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.

I have a love/hate relationship with the safety crew.

They’re why I have to waste time each year rewatching the exact same shit, but equally, I have seen too many incidents of someone ignoring the protocol and getting severely hurt.

That explains why “Cry of the Black Birds” was on the official soundtrack.

That’s when you turn it into a running gag, and see if anyone notices before they’re clearing out whole camps simply named “Phil”.

I cannot overstate just how absolutely freeing a nice skirt or dress feels. You’re cooler, and you get to do the spinnys, so you’re cooler.

Fuck fashion, cargo shorts and pants are the utility clothing. They look decent, plenty of pockets, comfy as fuck. You can be prepared for a multitude of events at any given moment.

Rock what you wanna rock! If it’s comfy, and you like yourself in it, it’s a good pick.

Funnily, an ultra cute pair of capri-style leggings(I was not paying attention, just saw my size with a pattern that weren’t aimed at kids) were one of my gateways. I’ve just slowly worked my way up to showing more leg, and reminded myself that all that matters is if I think I look cute in it.