Got free-running vision after enough Mirrors Edge. Not literally painted red, but might as well been.
A classic nerd from Norway.
Got free-running vision after enough Mirrors Edge. Not literally painted red, but might as well been.
Click on all the squares containing a human weak spot.
Its music level released on YT gave it a lot of exposure. If even that wasn’t enough, what hope do we have for an Alan Wake 3 or Control 2 without a crappy tacked-on monetization scheme? Because thats always next if a singleplayer game series doesn’t make as much money as the publishers wanted it to.
Veidt asked the precognitive being if his plans for utopia would come to be, and if it was all worth it in the end. Osterman cryptically responded by saying “Nothing ever ends”, and teleported away leaving Veidt once again in doubt as to whether or not his plan was successful.
From what I understood, he spent the whole story acting super-sure about what would happen if he did nothing, and how he alone could fix it. But in the end of the comic, this showed he had doubts. Veidt didnt have precognition, just very good prediction. But also an over-inflated ego. He killed a lot of people for a “maybe”.
I cant see Ozymandias as a good guy. At all. None of the “heroes” are, but Oz was the worst of them.
Jup, useless folder. There’s one related thing I’ve complained a lot about lately, so I’m gonna complain some more about it:
Microsoft got this “great” idea of trying to repeatedly trick me into uploading that Documents folder to the cloud. A folder filled with GBytes of Battlefield and Assassins Creed cache files, Starfield mods, MS database files, etc… A lot of files that are in constant change, or locked the entire session. Annoying as hell. I love Onedrive, but I dont know why its so damn important for them to have those files.
Sometimes I really wish I could switch to some Linux distro instead.
Damn I’ve always wanted Windows to have that. Being able to put user folders on another partition, or even another drive, at install time. And being able to use “dynamic disk” (aka software raid) to expand partitions across disks as storage requirements grow. I know it is possible to setup, but with a lot of workarounds and annoying problems.
The damn chattiest game I’ve ever played. Also often hilarious.
Also some cool original metal songs from a fictional band in the game (it should be available somewhere as a external soundtrack too). Shooting mechanics is fun and unique, but has some room for improvement. You are meant to use companions abilities more than focus on killing everything yourself but that isn’t immediately obvious. Good story and impressive scenes.
Strongly recommended, imho.
My first dreams and memories is from around 3 year old too. And yes, I too can only guess if it was real or dreams from context. Maybe a mix?
One cool thing is that I recently got one memory confirmed from a photograph I’ve never seen until now. 34-ish years later. Damn impressive what brains choose to remember sometimes.
My usual dream location I’ve returned to so often that I know where places are in relation to each other. It is a patchwork of my home area but with nearby areas that I can’t remember ever having seen IRL. Almost all my dreams, since I was a kid, takes place in this personal dream realm.
It has expanded with new places as I’ve grown though. Latest addition is a cruise ship, with extremely many decks, and a single one-person elevator. I had a room at 58th floor of 85 floors(!) in my dream a few weeks ago. And I had some trouble getting the elevator to the right floor, of course. I always have trouble getting places in dreams.
Another strange quality is that sometimes events of a dream triggers my memory of an older and often forgotten dream. Not as old as OPs, but usually weeks or months back.
Having a job with the right level of challenges, and freedom to approach it how one want, is the best job to have. I’ve worked at a place like that for more than a decade now. I could probably move on to better paid jobs, but I’m hesitant to let go of my current workplace.
First winter in a long while that hasn’t been hell, the new anti-depressants stopped my winter depression. And even helped a bit against my year round depression.
I’ve started a weekly swimming session too. Haven’t been good at following it after the snow came, but its still progress.
Mostly I choose gender based on how good they look. If males look brutish and carrot-y (no offense to Carrot Ironfounderdsson) or soldier-like, I choose female. If women look like drawn by Rob Liefeld, I choose men.
Though I do have a preference to a ginger short-haired woman (elf if fantasy) if I can’t decide on what I want to make.
Same. Haven’t found one I like the smell of yet. I’d rather shower more often than use them.
The guy from that Castaway movie.
Simple: For most people (not everyone) even the thought of it releases stupid happy drugs in brain. It suppresses the feeling of disgust very effectively. Free will my ass, we are chained to those brain chemicals.
Weirdly enough a lot of humans are very opinionated on who are allowed to think about who, even if the brain chemicals doesn’t give a shit. Its all a big mess really and earth would probably be better off if humans didn’t produce these chemicals.
I make lot of decisions on emotions too. The joy of helping people. The pain of seeing others suffer. Admiration of what people create. Fear for someones safety. Anger of hearing about unfairness.
What I don’t get is why so many of these “emotional” people dont seem to have any emotions like that. How is it to live like that? Only living with emotions like fear for oneself and oneself only? This isn’t a fight between logic on one side and emotion on the other. Not science versus beliefs either. It is empathy versus greed. The only emotion these assholes has is a fear of losing whats “theirs”, I’m pretty sure. And if scientific reasoning says its smart to share, of course they disregard it.
Damn. Spot on. Not a farm, but a proper house in a rural area with outside space enough for various crafting projects. And a garden. And a cat.
Im dead tired of living in a 5x3 firstfloor apartment with a single window and an outside area under tight control by a HOA. Teenage me enjoyed cramped, spartan living arrangements. Now if only I had money enough.
Or YOU could hack the company by stressing him about bugs and offer your help to fix them.