[-] [email protected] 24 points 3 weeks ago

Dark souls, final answer

[-] [email protected] 10 points 1 month ago

One of the few games I beat. Enjoyed it. Interesting combat system, easy to make any build you want. Karma system included makes for some fun attacks and defense.

That being said, gameplay gets stale after a while. While there is a bunch to do, none of it is necessary to beat the game.

The primary villain isnt an end game boss at all, and the actual end game bosses are beatable through quick time events and mecha that aren't effected by your load out or skills. It's like a different game against the endgame bosses.

My favorite part of the game was just exploring around looking for fights. Making enemies and allies while shooting guns John woo style.

My advice is to buy a physical copy, they are dirt cheap because the game didn't meet expectations.i remember when it flopped on release.myown copy came free with ps plus, so buyer beware. Watch some gameplay videos first. Otherwise grab it when it seems like an easy get. It's worth a try at least

[-] [email protected] 11 points 2 months ago

I'm still reading it every update. It's old so the early art is honestly bad. Not 5 year old nephew bad, but "I like comics enough to make my own and am still learning". It's cool to see their style evolve over the years. The writing also gets better as story arcs are made, instead of a joke a day thing. So be aware that for anything to make sense, starting at the beginning is best. All the characters have intertwined character growth, arcs, and development, meaning starting at the newest without context makes no sense. So if you still want to give it a chance then please do, it's a decent fun comic.

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play time (lemmy.zip)
submitted 4 months ago by [email protected] to c/[email protected]

I first pirated ksp over ten years ago. I loved the game so much I bought it and both dlc. Worth every cent.

I've been playing ever since then for the last decade. And you know what?

I've never once been to Mun. Or outside orbit for that matter.

I've spent the last ten years designing fighterjets and advanced AA ground defenses. Why? Because I love this game and I love how I can ignore the base game and just enjoy myself making explosions.

Maybe one day I'll get bored. But it is not this day

[-] [email protected] 9 points 10 months ago

About the same as a rock lobster I'd assume.

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Malenar (lemmy.zip)
submitted 10 months ago by [email protected] to c/[email protected]

How do you describe a dream?

Very badly I'd imagine. So try describing something specific. Like how a dream feels. We all know what a nightmare feels like. But a dream feels different. Like an harbour or a port. A calm serenity as you slowly descend into madness.

In a really good dream, you can see a nightmare long before it arrives, and if you are clever, you can prepare.

This is still about ports and harbours mind you.

Malenar is one such dream. A city in the sky made of wood, cloth, ropes and tar. Or these days, spit, grit, and glitter glue.

I described a world devastated, humanity exiled to the sky.

Now I describe our sanctuary. My dream. Where my heart goes to soar. A City in the Sky. Malenar. It used to be something in old Low German. "Man in Sky" or something. It was one of the first Cityships, one of the oldest left to be certain. We had the resources to loose, and thus, lost everything. Just as we lost everything we became pirates as a whole. The only thing big enough to prey on other Cityships, is other Cityships of course. Ever balloon armored and armed, every bulkhead secure. The outer shackles are more like ablative armor then anything else. But many call the outer shackles Home, myself among them. I have right of inner bunk space, but I choose to stay near the air. Either I get to my suit in time, or I don't. A razor thin wire of certainty. Either live or die. That's the only way to survive after all isn't it?

I'm rambling. How do I describe Malenar? Other then a bunch of pirates and other disorganized crime. Other then a slight dream of serenity. I guess to describe Malenar is to describe home. Maybe your home is different then mine. But mine is where my heart is. A dream in the sky amongst the clouds. Not falling, but soaring. In-between the nightmares and the waking world, a fine line between horizon and ocean. Defined only by your own eyes as real. That is Malenar.

That is why I dream.

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On Airships (lemmy.zip)
submitted 10 months ago by [email protected] to c/[email protected]

Everyone builds airships wrong.

Every airship you have ever seen is upside down.

The keel faces the ground? As if it was still on the ocean?

The masts face the sky? How are you supposed to feel the winds of your sails are even higher then your balloon?

Which of course leads to the balloon. Your life line. Why is it always exposed?

An airship must have its keel to the sky, attached to the balloon. All masts face to the ground,where the trade winds can catch them. This allows your ship to get higher into the sky without shaking itself apart. The keel and the balloon are the most important heavily armored parts of the ship. Without the keel, the airship collapsed in on itself. Without the balloon, the airship just collapses into the ground.

The masts being lower then the keel allows us to maneuver and maintain a healthy altitude, while at the same time allowing clear line of sight to the ground. Allowing us to get closer to the ground without danger of hitting the ground.

Of course hitting the ground is the same as hitting an iceberg in days of old. The difference being a mountain doesnt move. They can be used to navigate, but it's the trade winds that lead us around the world.

All guns always point down . Your target is usually broadside or below you. Lighter ships can gain higher altitude, meaning Cityships cam and will arm weapons for aerial attacks.

A ship that is smaller then it was the week before lost a fight. As a ship gets smaller, it cannibalizes more of itself to remain airborne.

Eventually we won't have anymore resources to plunder Eventually we are all that will remain. Our balloon will collapse sooner or later. All we can do is sail on and hope.

Keep your eyes on the ground. Maybe eventually it would be worth scavenging the surface for resources. But only after an intense artillery bombardment. A heavy trooper presence. And a limited amount of ground time. Grab what you can, getback to the ship, no lollygagging. In and out.

You ready?

[-] [email protected] 13 points 10 months ago

You are literally claiming someone is projecting, while you yourself have nothing to indicate such things.

Also you are just copying and pasting the same response in defense of a troll. A specific troll that everyone easily recognizes now. You. You are the troll.

Rethink your life.

[-] [email protected] 7 points 10 months ago

And milk was literally "that baby cow looks like its really enjoying that stuff..."

[-] [email protected] 8 points 10 months ago

I get your point, I really do, but Homefront was also about the economic collapse of the American system caused by its own corruption.

I always got the idea that Korea wasn't incredibly overpowered united, but America was already broken and a step away from being conquered already and the first army to invade happened to be Korea. The rest of the world just wanted to see what would happen.

Kind of like having Russia invade Ukraine only to have it's nose beaten in and globally embarrassed. Doesn't mean Ukraine is going to invade and conquer, just that a global super power can be defeated by a smaller united nation after decades of corruption.

At least that's the idea that got me through the game. It was honestly just a COD reskin of a game and wasn't actually that good in retrospect

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submitted 11 months ago by [email protected] to c/[email protected]

What kind of world is so uninhabitable, that humanity had to evacuate? What kind of catastrophe could occur, that wouldn't effect the upper atmosphere?

Could humanity survive in the clouds?

Yes and no.

Humans are natural pirates. The Surface was a lost cause. Everyone knew this. Every fort, bastion, castle and impressive wall collapsed and fell under the weight of the oncoming tide. The Grin. We couldn't stop it. So now it owns the surface.

We couldn't escape to Space, so we are stuck. Purgatory. Limbo. Between a rock and a hard place, or in this case, a dead rock and dead vacuum.

So humans turned to their natural piratey ways. With limited resources, and airships capable of blowing up at the smallest flame, rules were.... Encouraged. If you didn't follow the rules, you were fair game. Which means no one had to follow your rules.

So we raid and plunder Cityships. Then we nest in our own, called Malenar. It used to mean something else in Old German, but no one remembers that anymore.

No one aims for the balloon. If you pop it, all the resources are lost permanently. Surface salvaging is never worth the effort. Never worth the loss of life.

So we aim for the wooden bits, we use weapons that won't burn but will shatter.

But our most important asset are the Riggers. Only the big Mothers can carry biplanes, but a ship our size has something similar. We attached some wire harnesses to a couple brave idiots, then throw them off the side of the ship.

It's so stupid it works. Most of the time. If the wire snaps, you have a very limited time to be saved or splat. Less then a minute in most cases. One guy managed to fall for about 90 minutes but he was impossibly high.

When falling, every one knows the last thing to go through your mind is your feet.

[-] [email protected] 29 points 11 months ago

My dad was given two years to live.

In his third year, he made an Elkhorn cane for me.

He died after four years of fighting.

No matter what, the hospital did everything medical science could do. At the time. Even now, due to his circumstances, he wouldnt have had much more time. If he took medical marijuana, MAYBE it could have bought him another two years. Maybe it would have made his last two years pain free. But that's it. It was too far advanced by the time they found the cancer.

Maybe if it was found sooner, but he refused the proper treatments that would have found it sooner.

Maybe if medical science was more advanced, but the hospital he went to is still active and highly regarded as one of the most effective and trusted resources for cancer treatment. He got the best medical treatment possible at the time, and the doctors already pushed the treatments to their theoretical limits.

Maybe. Maybe. Maybe.

But he did change. I never saw him get weaker or waste away. He always seemed so strong. He became kinder and in the end left me with only happy kind memories. I know he was still abusive when I was younger. But he looked at the time he had and decided he wanted to use those two years to be a better father. To give us memories of a man who wanted to be a better person.

When he survived that second year, we all assumed he was going to win. He didn't. He knew he was still dying and so he spent every day as if he wasn't going to survive. Made arrangements, spent time with us. Said goodbye in his own way. Found his peace. Everyone thought the Elkhorn cane was for him. I was the only one who helped him make it. When he died, the cane was his for only about half a year. Maybe a year and a half at most. It's been almost two decades since then.

I still see it as his cane. The oils from my hands have worn parts to a shine. My own hands have smoothed the Elkhorn down. It has been mine for decades,for years longer then it has ever been his.

But this thing? This cane? My father made it for me. He left symbols on it. Little marks that no one else would have noticed. It connects me to him, and through him, to my tribe. It's his cane but it's mine. It's a show of his determination to be a better father. Running out of time, but still trying to be a better father then he was the day before. His final message to me about this cane, was "this is not a weapon."

His final lessons, were to be better. Kinder. He didn't have time to teach me everything. So he had to leave it to little memories, little details, little reminders. So that even in death, he could lead by example and be an example he wanted me to learn from and follow.

The cane long ago became mine by right. It's still his by connection.

Maybe medical science could eventually have given him more life. Maybe.

I can't live my life based off of a maybe though. It was out of our hands. He fought for every day. He died as a better person, then he was when he was first diagnosed. And that's enough sometimes. Sometimes it's better then a maybe.

Maybe sometimes I just miss my dad.

[-] [email protected] 12 points 11 months ago

They do the psychic readings, and have an intern goblin named Jeff do the taxes. Jeff has respectable office attire by popular demand.

[-] [email protected] 11 points 11 months ago

Basically you get one turn to place one pixel. By working together people and communities can make pictures and memes.

The Void is a bunch that just use black to consume everything.

After a little bit you can take another turn. So on and so forth.

In the past there were almost literal tile wars as communities fought for specific coordinates to color for whatever flag, void, meme or inside joke of the year.

[-] [email protected] 29 points 1 year ago

That same article also says

"However, Agnieszka Zembrzycka, a Stena Line spokesperson, told Polish media on Friday that the CCTV footage from the ship did not match this version of events."

As in CCTV footage doesn't show a kid accidentally falling in followed by a mother.

Further it was noted by first responders that the woman was unresponsive. No mention on the status of the boy other then both were flown to a hospital. Meaning the boy was either already dead, or was responsive.

My guess is from the context a murder investigation is highly warranted, and the CCTV footage will provide valuable information.

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