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seven-oh-four · 1 year
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I'm still pretty new to chess, can anyone tell me what I'm supposed to do if my opponent plays the Eight Fucking Bears opening? I'm really having trouble.
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dippin-dotty · 4 months
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EIGHT FUCKING BEARS.
anyway.
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gamefuna-official · 4 months
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Gamefuma, what would you do if you were playing a card game and your opponent noticed you were too good at it and put eight bears on the board, killing you instantly?
Respect the fact that I have encroached upon the boundaries set and intended by the game's creator, lest eight real life bears be set upon me as retribution
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galinbookshelf · 2 months
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never played fortnite. only know bear
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leafiiiii · 1 year
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still new to this version of pokemon wtf does this mean
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khittyhawk · 2 years
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Oooh man, I don’t want to say I’m feeling good about this one because the RNG gods will smite me for my hubris, but lookit that Unkillable Totem on Insects and the Alpha’s sigil on the Beehive!
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wyldhunt · 8 months
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Here's my little treat with their cheeks all flushed. You will come to my bed tonight, won't you?
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But you... you I'll remember. Have a fine evening, dear.
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the-irken-luxray · 1 year
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Listen one of the in-game default death cards is named Reginald did you not expect me to be autistic about that
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longelk · 1 year
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want to believe the 8 bears was a thing introduced by Kaycee rather than a mechanic Leshy has always used to prevent challengers from advancing too fast. just so its like the little bit of kmod that survived by the time Luke had the game
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BoCo and Bear have this unique look they exchange. Not every day but like once every month or so—whenever there is extremely predictable drama going down at Tidmouth.
It's a wordless "Can you believe this shit?" / "No, somehow, even after forty years, I cannot quite believe this shit."
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spaceshipkat · 1 month
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arcann · 2 months
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i could totally see the girlies flocking back to swtor if they gave us gpose
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moorishflower · 1 year
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For the ask:
Jesus Christ you write good stuff FAST.
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My mother called me last night.
She admitted she hadn't been sure if she should; she knew that I was already having a bad week,
even though it was only Monday night.
She was right, but I'm still glad she called. Like she thought, it was a long time since I'd visited any site where I might have found out.
She said she's seen a post from the Kelly Theatre and I thought, well, that's it. They've finally had to close.
(They nearly did a few years ago; when I read the news, I had to run to the bathroom and hide to keep from crying in the middle of the airport.)
Maybe it was inevitable; the military doesn't care about one piddling little community theater, and the way people rotate in and out, things were always going to fall apart eventually.
"Richard died today," Mom said, and my head filled with static.
"Oh," I said.
He had recently been diagnosed with ("Anything ending in -oma is bad," I joked, laughing when there is nothing else to do, like Mom, like Richard), and his friends and family had kept it quiet til the end at his request. Mom and I talked a while longer, about my pets and hers, about whether she was coming this way at the end of the month, and then we hung up. I looked at the game on my TV screen. I had settled in to play something familiar and comforting before Mom called, hoping to unwind, thinking she was calling about holiday travel. How strange to see it now. The last time I saw Richard, I hadn't known that game existed.
I lay down on the floor with the dog.
While he pawed at my head, asking to be pet, I read. Multiple myeloma is cancer of the plasma cells in the bone marrow, causing pain, kidney problems, anemia, leaving you vulnerable to secondary infections because your white blood cells are few and producing the wrong antibodies. It must have been very advanced when they found it. According to the post Alan left on the theatre facebook page, the diagnosis had only come on October 11th. I read the year twice to be sure. Barely a week ago. Some of the names in the comments, I know; some I don't. I know all the sentiments, though. I'd express the same ones if my brain weren't still full of static. Such an incredible man. Such a fantastic presence. I'm so grateful to him for giving me a chance.
How do I mourn a man I haven't seen since 2014?
I don't suppose I really knew him, any more than he really knew me. Director and actor. Encouraging, sardonic, begging a shy teenager to speak up, please, they want to hear you in the back of the house. When I picture that theater, I picture him. Such a small slice of a man's life, but so unspeakably founational to me. Mom still likes to laugh at the surprise on his face when I sang at the auditions for Carrie. I don't think he knew I could make so much noise. I don't think I did, either.
If I were a poet, maybe I could find the right words to express what this strange half-mourning feels like. Maybe it just hasn't sunk in yet. Maybe I haven't let it. Tears haven't come easily since I started testosterone, and part of me is afraid that if I can undam my eyes and get them out, they won't stop again. Have I got the time to mourn? That's a cruel question to have to ask. Crueler because I know the answer is "no." No time to mourn. I'm writing this post in moments snatched between tasks at work. If there's no time to properly write, there's definitely no time to understand he's gone, or to grapple with what he meant to me. In the short time our paths crossed, close to the world. I kept doing theatre all through college. I'd like to tell him. I want to tell him that in my capstone, while I tried to wrangle a cast of students and stumble through directing and acting and designing the same show, that he was the one who shaped how I worked, more than even my advisor. I only had to yell at them a few times, but I suppose we never got quite loud enough. Would you like to see?
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khittyhawk · 2 years
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Current quest: Skull Storm with all the starter decks
My first success came with the Blood Deck, which seems like a no-brainer - you’ll minimize the amount of time you have the Annoying(TM) cards on the board, and the ones that will linger on the board can take a hit.
My second success came with the Egg Deck, surprisingly. (Though I might want to run that one again, since I am suddenly having doubts I had “No Boss Rares” checked when I did the run. Eh.) My other two successful runs were with the Trifurcation and Bone Decks.
I did want to try the Water Deck, because I found a cool synergy with Dam Builder on the Great Kraken, but the Annoying(TM) sigil makes this strategy less useful. Not sure how much the Ant Deck will do against Eight Fucking Bears, given the most a single ant can do is 4 damage unless I get lucky with the sigils. The other remaining two are the Null and Vanilla Decks.
To be fully honest, it seems kinda cheating to face down Royal Dominguez at the end, since he’s way easier than Leshy, but I’ll take it! My other concession is that I consider save scumming legal for battles.
My advice for Skull Storm so far (in no particular order):
Remember that your enemy isn’t the Level’s Boss, it’s the Eight Fucking Bears. You need to be able to play enough cards to withstand the onslaught of bears. This means you can’t blitzkrieg your way through, say, the Angler’s battle with a two-damage Mantis God on the first turn. You need to focus on biding your time so you can build up a hand, or else you’ll be left wide open for the bears.
Related, don’t fall back on habit and feed your critters to the Trapper for pelts, either. You aren’t going to be trading with this boss this time around.
That said, early Angler battles run the risk of starvation setting in if you keep needing to feed him squirrels every other turn
There’s nothing wrong with admitting a run is a wash. I would, however, caution you to let Leshy kill you rather than end the run yourself if you’re on the first level, as you’ll be down a pelt at the start of the next run if you do.
Your first stop at the trader should be to gather low-cost damage dealers. If one has a sigil you want to apply, fine, but be aware that that limits your fodder for the first few battles.
I would also recommend against immediately going to the sacrifice stones, even if you want to, say, get your Unkillable Skink up and ready to go. The backpack is best, as you’ll be granted another card, which you can later use as sigil fodder.
I reiterate: items, items items. These can carry you through the first level’s Eight Fucking Bears if nothing else.
Totems are a crapshoot. At their best, they can make an entire run - Trinket Bearer, Fecundity, Unkillable, etc.
Deck Challenge critter is my favorite stop, and the Three Sigils challenge is nearly always a gimme.
If you have at least four teeth, stop by the Trapper. Grab two rabbit pelts, especially if you might be approaching the mycologist and don’t want to need to merge two Curious Eggs, say. Getting the mycologist to merge two rabbit pelts means you can trade for an already powered-up card.
Cards that do variable amounts of damage based on situational factors are a boon - Hand Tentacle and Lammergeier are some of my favorites.
Find ways to build up sacrifice fodder that don’t rely on squirrels - Unkillable Skinks (as mentioned) are a good one. (If you put a skink down to the right of a critter that’s going to die next turn, when the Bear attacks, your skink will run to the left and still be left alive after the round is over). The Warren and the Beehive are also some pretty good low-cost ones.
Mm, I might edit this for later with more stuff I’ve found.
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Goodnight everyone!! I love you!! 💕
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