PSA For People Coming To Fallout 76 from Watching The Fallout Show
High-level players don't want to grief you. We aren't going to attack you. We're emoting for you to come to where we are because we're trying to drop you a bunch of free shit.
FO76's community is friendly and generous. High level players giving things to lower levels is so common that the devs added donation boxes!
Please don't run away from the weirdo moon-jumping towards you in a mascot costume! They are here to help! We are all from the same vault!
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WIP Wednesday💛💛💛
'tis Wednesday! I've been looking forward to sharing this part of the WIP, because I've been enjoying writing greatly these past few days (probably because I'm working again as of next week and inevitably won't have as much time)!
Tagged by @thequeenofthewinter 💛
Here are some more festival shenanigans, following on from last week's WIP, featuring Elyse, tarts, and a very drunken Hrongar....
"Where's Balgruuf, Elyse? I thought you were with him," Hrongar drawled just as he finished what was most certainly not his first tankard of mead that night based on his breath alone, taking a seat beside her on one of the benches beneath the Gildergreen where she had hidden herself away from the main bustle of the festival. "He was… pretty damn eager to spend the festival wi' you."
Having been caught by him in the middle of eating some of the tarts that she had taken far too great of a liking to because of just how delectable and cheap they were, she had to quickly wipe some of the pastry crumbs from around her mouth before she could properly speak. "We decided to check out a few of the stalls together, before he realised the time and said that he needed to return to Dragonsreach soon…" She then pulled the remaining tarts, which had been laid out on a cloth beside her, closer to her leg and hopefully out of sight, though the one she had been eating rested on her lap. "He's probably back there now, if you're looking for him?"
His face scrunched up at her response. "Idiot had an opportunity…" he attempted to mutter under his breath, just for it to come out much louder than he likely anticipated, and leaving her feeling puzzled by what he meant. "I'm not looking for 'im. Just thought the two of you would be together." He then shrugged, and leaned back. "By th' way… You're not hidin' those cakes well."
Scowling, she grabbed her half-eaten treat, then bit into it. She had been very much enjoying not having company as she indulged herself, but it seemed that the drunken Hrongar was there to stay given that he was now reclining to her side. She also didn't half feel perplexed by... well, everything he had said.
Once she had finished eating, she remained sat for a few moments, fingers digging into her knees as she contemplated either seeking a new place to finish her remaining tarts, or just letting him continue to linger in her personal space. Or perhaps she would even try to seek out Lydia, Dagny, and Mila on their 'sweet treat tour of Whiterun' just to get her mind away from the awkwardness.
She settled on returning to Dragonsreach.
Just as she stood up, and ensured that her remaining tarts had been carefully bundled away into the satchel which she had with her, a large hand suddenly grasped hold of her wrist. She turned to face Hrongar and glared at him as he held on tightly and didn't allow her to pull herself free.
"Jus'… before y' go," he mumbled, his voice starting to slur even more than it had been previously. "He's got walls built up. But… I think a dragon can bring 'em down."
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I was so wrong.
Wednesday has been a complete and utter shit storm.
I can jump through all the hoops, and get all the things in line…and the powers that be end up shitting the bed.
Waste of my time, waste of my skills, just a fucking waste.
Oh, look at that, it’s the first of the month and I need to send out my invoicing.
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Quick Lil Announcement.
Goin' ta be 'n a board meetin' tomorrow, and Mildred will be there as well. Meanin' there might be little ta no word from here for... What, mosta the day?
I mean, you have that free window in the morning, then there will be a break for lunch, but yeah. We're dead aside from that.
Don't be so dramatic bout it, ain't like they're takin' our phones.
There is. NO SIGNAL in that meeting room. They MIGHT AS WELL take our phones.
You'll live. But anyway, minimal word from us till the evenin', and even then you'd have more luck with responses over the weekend.
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I know objectively the next part of the scene, where Sofia teaches Katya how to each a pomegranate and tells her about the mythology of Persephone and Hades and the pomegranate juice stains Katya’s suit is the more iconic part, and for good reason, but like, especially considering how feral we’ve all gotten about the resurgence of this movie this past week, I couldn’t help but dig up an old copy of the script to emphasize that last line, which I feel like we’ve definitely been skipping over in our discourse.
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Sorry I know I’m lagging on things, I’m just currently obsessing over these gdi computer parts and overhauling a whole corner of my room to make room for a new desk and monitors.
Also you wouldn’t BELIEVE the fucking JOURNEY I’ve been on to get this goddamn graphics card. I think I’ve finally got one now. Straight from nividia. But I’m still gonna scream internally until I get the shipping confirmation email and the rug won’t get pulled out from under me…again. :’}
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