I remember reading a study once that asked people in their 90s to rank the best to worst decades of their life, and the overwhelming majority were like “my 70s were the best” and ranked their teens and twenties as near the worst, and I think about that a lot when people act like if they’re not living their best life at 25 they’ve lost their chance. like nah, the longer you’ve had to learn about yourself, the more you can love yourself. there’s no expiration date on joy until you’re dead
Isn’t retirement age about 70? Life is amazing and beautiful at every age but is ruined by capitalism, killing our art, hobbies, relationships, and family’s.
Concept: inverted metroidvania where the environments are full of things that move you around in various complicated ways, like every screen is a Rube Goldberg machine of cannons and jump pads and teleporters and things that grab you and swing you around like a reverse grappling hook and such, and all of your “mobility” upgrades are things that let you selectively interrupt specific types of movement in specific ways in order to fuck with where you ultimately end up.
For example:
The cannon sabotage is an inertial damper that causes you to instantly lose all momentum and fall straight down when activated
The teleporter sabotage is a little EMP widget that makes you pop out of hyperspace equidistant between your starting point and where you were supposed to end up – and yes, it’s 100% possible to telefrag yourself in this way, though in other cases (e.g., when the teleporter’s default destination is inside a wall) it may be necessary to avoid a telefrag
The thing-that-grabs-you-and-swings-you-around sabotage is literally just a knife that lets you cut the cable mid swing, sending you shooting off to gods-know-where
It would be extremely frustrating to play.
okay, I haven’t played a lot of metroidvanias, but I loved Portal… yeah, I would play this. what would the story be for this? Zero gravity might make a good explanation for why momentum matters so much.
You absolutely don’t want it to take place in zero gravity, because that removes too many opportunities for Fuckery. However, even with the general emphasis on forced movement and the negation thereof, it may not occur to the average player that gravity is, itself, a form of forced movement, so of course one of the final late-game upgrades is a device that lets you selectively switch gravity off.
The actual end of the game is the normally easily accessible room to the right of the 1st screen, but the game starts by you trying to open the door before a 5 minute long journey throughout the whole game as you get launched and teleported around until you get to the proper “level1”.
this is my Hexblade warlock! (with an rp only side of pact of the fey)
one fateful day at the age of 15 she got so black out drunk (it was the first time she drank alcohol and got a little too excited) that she woke up in the fey forest hugging a gigantic sword to little giggles and pleas from faeries around her, to get out of the forest she forged a pact with the faeries trapped inside of the sword’s bubble and now her mission is to try to free them from the sword while also doing their bidding.
But in this picture in particular i wanted to draw the late levels that she became, when she freed the faeries from the sword, they renegociated their contract into a you have my back i got your back deal while the world was figuratively on fire for the last bit of the campaign, now acting as two entities, she had one non magical action like attack, dodge, and the like, while the faeries had 1 action for spells in the same turn it was a blast
like the thing with senator armstrong that makes him so iconic and dare i say realistic even though he only has like one scene and spends it throwing cars at a cyborg ninja is that he correctly identified the symptoms - modern media and consumerist culture is geared towards providing an endless stream of bullshit that doesn’t matter in order to distract the masses and keep them complacent - but because he never actually struggled a day in his life he’s completely wrong about what it’s a symptom of, and therefore, what the solution is. everyone is fucking sick of late stage capitalism! it’s not meant to actually benefit anything other than the line that shows the profits going up and even this guy at the top of the food chain thinks its a load of shit. armstrong and raiden actually agree on that part. but raiden is the saddest wettest most pathetic poor little meow meow who suffered every possible crime against humanity as well as being forced to perpetuate those crimes himself so he correctly identifies that the media spectacle is meant to distract from the blood of the weak that oils the machines while armstrong thinks it’s meant to distract the strong from the fact that they could totally kill people with their bare hands and only pussies rely on the machine to squeeze the blood out of the weak. which makes him fucking insane! and at the same time an incredibly real portrayal of the way upper class white men feel alienated by the system built from the ground up to benefit them and radicalise into being batshit insane precisely because the system has always benefited them but they’re still unsatisfied so instead of continuing to adhere to the rules of this alienating society they think the world should just be a complete free for all in which they’ll surely still come out on top. and even though he absolutely and undeniably is a villain, when he’s screaming “fuck the internet fuck the 24/7 stream of internet celebrity bullshit fuck all of this” you still wanna scream it with him because we all hate it here
I think posts about how art is in human nature are often only capturing half the picture. Yes, there’s a fair amount of evidence that creating art is a natural human impulse that most people would spend much of their time indulging if left to their own devices, but what’s also evident is that there’s an equally strong inclination toward having opinions about other people’s art. Even before mass media – hell, even before mass literacy – there’s ample documentation of the fact that shouting matches (and occasional fistfights) over favourite poets has been a perennial pastime in basically every society of which records survive.
Or, more briefly, it is not humanity’s essential nature to make art; it is humanity’s essential nature to make art and then argue about it.
Hex's home on Tumblr. Historically have run multiple RP blogs for Hyperdimension Neptunia, Touhou, and Elsword, but nowadays am mostly just on here to talk about Arknights shit and yell into the void about my thoughts on the subject. Don't be surprised if I don't post for days, weeks, or even months on end. And similarly don't be surprised if I suddenly come back after several months yelling about thoughts I had about one of my favorite characters.
