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silverselfshippingchaos · 7 months

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I've been playing s.aints r.ow (2022) so much as of late!

(n.eenah looks so cool...)

CHECK OUT THE GANG ‼️‼️‼️ THEY'RE ALL MY BESTIES‼️‼️I wanna make an s/i just so she can be stupid with them!

This is my player character!

Her looks are obviously inspired by mine, with the skin color and the red glasses (wouldn't be me without my red glasses haha!), but we have some different features. There's also a red jacket because I wear my favorite red jacket a lot and that's the signature color of many of my s/is!

My player character is so fun and cool and I love her so much!

The friends are so goofy and funny!

#ash rambles 💚#ngl.. it's really fun #it was free bcs playstation network #im enjoying myself doing dumb shit #also seeing so many poc (especially woc) in the cast... None of the main gang is white!!#AND THEYRE OPENLY GAY TOO #as a brown punjabi and queer woman myself. HOLY SHIIIITTTTT this is so sick!!#it's not a perfect game but it's just fun to go around and break traffic laws and steal cars and shoot anyone who says i cant #... and whether or not i think n.eenah (the girl driving the car) is very pretty or not is not relevant right now 😳#sorry for the gush post haha! this game just makes me so happy! it's not often i can see myself fitting into a game because of my identity #it's just dumb stupid fun! i dont have to think too hard whenever i play #new comfort game?#yeah something like that

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bogkeep · 2 months

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truly videogames are such a good medium for stories where Something Is Wrong With Time... every game with a saving mechanic has a time travel function, be it acknowledged in universe or not. games can give you the option to experience pieces of story in a non-linear fashion or skip them entirely. time and timing is no longer bound to the confines of a movie's runtime or pages of a book...!

#yes of course this is inspired by isat and insertdisc5s Comics about this topic #but im currently playing the new prince of persia game and essentially Time Is Broken #you could even say SOMETHING IS ROTTING... FAILING........#and by playing i mean im Dying; Constantly #but im actually having so much fun. i never would've gotten it if it didn't have a demo so i could see if it's playable to me at all #and it's Challenging but i Can play it AND there's a lot of settings and accessibility features!!!!#so that if it does become too hard for me i can change that and that's a big comfort to me #this game is so pretty btw.

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nichedragon · 3 months

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my favorite part of "Dance is a sin" is how seriously brennan took the coordinating back stage. They clearly came up with a good idea for their dance and we will never see it

#game changer #second place #new comfort episode of dropout content

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sillywabbits · 5 months

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❤️ *DCA Depiction Validation Post Below* ❤️

Don't know who else needs to hear this but-

Just a validation post that even with all the cool new canon lore for Help Wanted 2 being out

Your AU's and depictions of the DCA'S are still valid

From my understanding a lot of the games and entries to the series have always kinda been their own self contained things

And so are your AU's. Valid and lovely just the way they are. In their own lovely self contained universes.

It's okay if your AU strays far from the source material. It's okay if it's strictly closer.

This wonderful fandom was built upon pretty little source material to begin with. And we've always supported each other and each other's marvelous ideas no matter how close or far to the canon they were.

Let's continue to do that. It's what this community has always done best. ❤️

I love you all~ You all are loved.

#*cough* totally not trying to assure my anxious self of these things too fjfj ;;#just also wanting to offer comfort to the other soft hearted gentle/anxious folks out there <33 #waiting a lil bit to watch the new game clips myself fjfj #dca #dca community #dca fandom #daycare attendant #comfort post #security breach #sundrop #moondrop #sillythoughts #sillyspills #sillyspiels #help wanted 2 #help wanted 2 spoilers #rsd

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rosenfey · 6 months

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🌼🐚 to the people who enjoy fantasy RPGs, and who might be looking for their next fix after bg3, to the people who love reading, especially choose-your-own-adventure style of books, to those who enjoy dnd, dark fantasy and medieval stories, and the fans of classic RPGs, this is for you: please play Roadwarden!

🍂 it's a text based rpg written and produced by a single person that is set in an original gritty yet cozy fantasy setting with intricate lore and excellent storytelling.

🕯️I usually struggle with text-heavy games but roadwarden's writing flows excellently and I never found myself stuck on the page so to speak.

🏹 you can choose between 3 classes and can create a character with a playstyle to your liking. the atmosphere is unlike anything I've witnessed before and is aided by beautiful pixel art and melancholic soundtrack.

🗝️ this game is my favorite book and it's not even a book and I think it's criminally underrated. plus it's on a sale right now so consider giving it a go

#roadwarden #game rec #moral anxiety studio #ambie.txt #there has been an anniversary update also with new content #djdjdn sorry but I just need to pimp my comfort game on here because I want more ppl to yell at abt it

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tetrakys · 13 days

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New Gen is much cheaper than old MCL

I've finally played the first episode and I'm very relieved to see that prices have been decreased quite a bit, and doing some math New Gen ends up being way cheaper than old MCL. A lot cheaper.

In old MCL we received 600 free APs every month, and each episode used to cost around 1000 APs (University Life and Love Life). Here, we receive 1,780 free APs every month. The first episode ended up costing me around 1,150 APs. Even if the following episodes are slightly more expensive, we will be able to easily play each episode for free by logging in every day.

Additionally, they really listened to the beta feedback. The AP cost has been decreased of around 50 APs for each choice. Neutral choices used to cost 40APs -> now they cost 2APs like every normal line of dialogue. Medium choices used to cost between 80 and 120 APs depending on Ysaline's personality -> now they cost ~50 APs Critical choices used to cost 150-170 depending on personality -> now they cost ~100 APs Archibald's choice used to be a critical choice and it's now a medium choice.

They also increased the number of currency we receive by logging in every day. During the beta the listing price reported that we would get 1290 AP for free and 300 additional APs with the VIP pass every month. Now we get 1,780 AP for free and 700 additional APs through the VIP subscription. (And I haven't calculated the other currencies yet but they also seem to have been increased.)

tldr: New Gen is much cheaper than old MCL and the basic game can be easily played for free.

#my candy love #mcl #mcl new gen #mcl info #and we also start the game with 3540 free APs so we can quite comfortable start playing the game without spending a cent

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noarose18 · 25 days

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SOON YOU'LL GET BETTER -- PART ONE

Here it is! Thanks to all the sweet people that let me know they were excited <3 Love you all. For those who don't know, this is a Peeta POV extension of the cave scenes with Everlark. It'll be very long and very fluffy and romantic but also sad. This is my first time writing so I'm really excited to share it.

Also, part two is out now! It’s pinned on my profile!

“Peeta,” I hear a whisper. It’s morning. It’s our first day in the arena together since she found me by the river with a cut on my leg down to the bone. I’m weak, and I haven’t eaten in two days.

I open my eyes slowly, groggily, and feel a hand on my cheek. A shiver runs through my body. “Katniss…” I whisper.

“You’re burning. You need some food and water,” I hear her say. Nausea clenches my throat at the thought of eating. I sit up a little, resting on my elbows.

“I can try,” I agree.

“I got you some berries,” Katniss tells me, holding out her trembling hand, stained with purple juice.

I stare at the berries as if it will make them disappear. Eating is the last thing I want to do right now. Everything I’ve eaten in the last few days has come right back up no more than 30 minutes later.

I slowly take a berry from Katniss’s hand and put it in my mouth. The flavor bursts in my mouth. I inhale cold air before chewing and swallowing.

“A little more?” Katniss begs, biting her lip. I glance at her face. Pretty, I think. I smile weakly and nod, taking a couple more berries from her and eating them as quickly as I can manage.

“We should wash your wound, Peeta,” Katniss says. I shake my head. The pain is barely even bearable now.

I turn to look up at Katniss again. I can’t read her face. “I….”

“We’ll use fresh water. Drinking water from my bottle.” I nod. “Can we get your pants off?” I nod again.

Katniss reaches for the waistband of my pants and pulls gently. I lift my bottom up slightly so she can get my pants off. She pulls gently, but I still cry out in pain as the fabric goes over the wound. When my pants are around my ankles, she places a kiss on my forehead. It feels almost chaste, but it’s also a sort of reward. Katniss takes off the cap of her water bottle and moves it toward my leg. I grit my teeth in anticipation. Slowly, I watch her shaking hands turn the bottle sideways. I can’t look away as the water hits my leg. I squeeze my eyes shut and tilt my head back, making quiet sounds of pain. The hot throbbing on my cut radiates to the rest of my thigh, and the searing pain in the center makes my vision white. My eyes sting with tears. I open them again to see Katniss’s pained look. I look down at my cut and see Katniss’s fingers moving towards it. I shake my head and wince. Her pointer finger lightly touches a speck of dirt just outside the wound and I cry out.

“Stop!” I almost yell.

Katniss clamps her hand over my mouth.

“You need to be quiet.” Her eyes burn into mine with an intensity that almost feels like anger. A tear rolls down my cheek and I nod silently. She takes her hand away. I gasp and blow a breath out. Katniss uses her hand to brush my hair out of my face. She keeps pouring the cold water on my cut.

“Katniss–”

“--I know.” Katniss uses her thumb to wipe the tear off my cheek, but when I blink another comes. “Stay still for a little longer. It’ll be over soon.”

I shut my eyes. My chest feels tight and I’m starting to feel really nauseous. I try to think of something nice, like my father. But all that does is make me think of my mother. She’d beat me if she saw me like this. Anytime I cried or showed weakness, it was an opportunity for her to hit me. I was always too soft compared to my brothers. Now, if she saw me letting a girl take care of me…I can’t even think about it.

I open my eyes and focus on Katniss’s face again, wiping tears from my eyes.

I try to calm down but my stomach is rolling. Katniss is still pouring a thin stream of water on my leg. I’m shaking as I turn over and vomit onto the dirt.

“Peeta–” Katniss sets down the water bottle and puts a hand on my back.

“Sorry–” I mutter, not looking her in the eyes.

“It’s fine, Peeta,” Katniss whispers. “We’re done washing the wound.” Katniss puts a hand on my cheek. “Can you try to have some water?”

I shake my head. “I still feel sick.”

Katniss presses her lips together. “When was the last time you drank something?”

“Yesterday. I can drink. Just not now,” I say. Water will stay in my stomach, as long as there’s no food. I’ve given up eating for now, but I can’t get dehydrated.

Katniss nods. “We’ll try to get some water in you in a bit. Why don’t we move you to the left a little bit? I can clean up.” I nod. Katniss comes behind me and puts her arms under my armpits.

“On three.” I nod. “One, two, three-” Katniss pulls me and I move to the left as best I can, but it sends a jolt of pain through my thigh and I gasp. We’re still in the cave, but closer to the side now.

“Good. Good, Peeta,” Katniss encourages me and pulls a little further. “Lay down. I’m just gonna clean this up,” Katniss says.

I straighten out my neck until my head is on the rock and shut my eyes. “I’m sorry,” I say softly.

“It’s ok. Try to get some rest. I want you to try and eat again tonight.” I groan quietly. I don’t want to eat. I haven’t felt hungry in days. I shut my eyes. I don’t know how long they’re shut, but I know when I open them Katniss is above me and her hand is on my forehead.

“Peeta, you’re burning to death. You need to be cooled down.”

I don’t feel like I’m burning to death. I feel like I’m freezing to death, actually. I look up at Katniss.

“Cool down?”

“Mm-hmm. I think we should put you in the river.” My heart drops. I can’t swim. Most people in twelve can’t, but I still feel embarrassed to tell Katniss.

“I, uh…I don’t think so,” is what I manage to get out.

“I think so.” Katniss’s bluntness is attractive at times, but right now, it makes me feel like a wounded animal.

“I….I…”

“What?”

“I can’t….swim, Katniss,” I say quietly, looking down in shame.

“I know. I was just gonna have you sit at the edge with your feet in the water and get some water on your face.”

Suddenly I feel completely stupid for thinking she was going to have me swim.

“Oh. Yeah, of course,” I say quietly.” Maybe the fever is getting to my brain.

Katniss smiles at me. “I’ll pull you down, but you have to work a little too. This’ll really help your fever.” I nod. Katniss comes behind me and puts her arms under my armpits like last time. My breath picks up, louder, faster, with the pain that comes with moving, but I’m able to keep it together until we go over a particular bump and I make a sound between a whine and a cry. Katniss stops for a second.

“You’re ok. Just a little farther.” I open my eyes and see that the river is about twenty feet away now. I inhale, my breath catching before I can breathe out again. Katniss continues to drag me down the rocks towards the river. It’s taking an unbearable amount of time.

The pain is only increasing the longer this goes on. I can barely take it anymore. I try to breathe slowly, measured, but I’m quivering and starting to panic. I squeeze my eyes shut and clench my fist tight trying to forget the pain until I feel my feet in freezing water and open my eyes. I hear Katniss sigh in relief. “Good job, Peeta.” I turn to look at her.

She’s splashing cold water on her face. Then she cups some in her hand.

“Let me rinse your face off. You’re still covered in dirt.” I nod. She gently pours the water on my face. A shudder wracks my body. Now I’m really freezing. Katniss can see that I’m shaking.

“I’m sorry, Peeta, but we need to get your fever down.” She puts more water on my face, then a little on my hair. “I know you probably feel cold right now, but I want to get your shirt off. It’s soaked with mud and it’s not healthy to sit around in it,” she explains.

My shaky hands reach for the hem of my shirt, but I can’t grip it. “Just put your arms up. I’ll do it,” Katniss instructs, and I follow her order, lifting my arms straight up as Katniss gently takes my shirt off. She sighs. “Your whole chest, your stomach…it’s all covered in dirt,” she says. I look up at her. She’s already grabbing water and splashing it on my body. The shivers that come to my body are violent and blur my vision. It’s so damn cold. I need a blanket, or my shirt back, or anything. I look up at the sky and grit my teeth. The sun is right above me. It’s the middle of the day now. My body tenses when I suddenly hear Katniss gasp loudly.

“Peeta–”

“---huh???”

I look down to see what Katniss is looking at. My leg had been in so much pain that I’d completely forgotten about it. There’s a shallow cut near my left nipple, but that—

“Oh.”

I’d forgotten about that too. The large, purple-and-green bruise that stretches from my belly button almost to my right collarbone.

“Peeta, what happened?”

“After…no, before Cato cut me, he beat me.”

“With what? This is…”

“A rock.”

Katniss presses her lips together.

“Is it bad?”

“I just can’t believe you didn’t tell me. You could have internal bleeding in your stomach, Peeta. That can kill you.” Her tone is so serious that I’m suddenly humbled.

“I…I didn’t even think about it, honestly,” I run a hand through my hair. “It doesn’t hurt that bad–”

“--if I press, will it hurt? My mother used to do something…something with her fingers to check for internal bleeding…”

“Ah…I don’t know, Katniss,” I say honestly, shaking my head. Now that I think about it, it does hurt. But it’s nothing compared to the searing and throbbing in my thigh.

“Ok. I’m gonna press, gently–”

“Where?”

“Right here.” Katniss points to a spot just below my ribcage. I nod and draw in a breath. “This is how I’m going to see if you’re bleeding on the inside.” I nod again.

Katniss’s trembling hand moves towards the spot and she touches her fingers to my skin, pushing gently. The pain pulsates through my chest and stomach, through my whole body. I’m not even able to tell her to stop before my vision goes black and my head hits the rock.

Thanks for reading! Let me know what y'all think!

#thg #thg series #thg fanfiction #thg peeta #peeta #katniss and peeta #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #the hunger games #hunger games #fanfiction #new writer #everlark #josh hutcherson #hurt/comfort #thg katniss

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psychhound · 2 months

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[ID: a banner for a game. the banner has a speckled purple background with the top of a building rising on one side. light text reads "the graveyard game" with the word "game" having three ghosts rising out of it. there is a block of yellowish-green at the bottom with the words "a for truth's sake ethnography writing game". end ID]

Cecilia the groundskeeper said the ghosts have been extra cranky ever since that tour of schoolchildren came to visit last week. Parsimony Smit (1667 – 1721) disagrees, stating merely that the coming supermoon is what has all the spirits in a tizzy. Not that he would ever stoop to such behavior himself.

Parsimony Smit (“Death is a debt to nature due that I have paid and so must you”) is one of the more respectable members of the deceased community here, according to himself, unlike Archie Jack (1854 – 1881 “Now between / these carved stones / rich treasure lies / dear Jack his bones”) who never got over his childish love of pulling pranks. Cecilia said you should be fine, as long as you don’t bring anything into the graveyard you don’t mind mysteriously winding up in a nearby tree. You’re not sure exactly what you’ve gotten yourself into here.

The Graveyard Game is a solo-journaling game where you travel to a magical haunted graveyard in order to learn more about the community and write an ethnography on them.

Pull cards to ask questions of the residents, roll dice to see how well interactions go, and get to know a host of colorful characters from prankster ghosts, to the cemetery gravedigger, to a local vampire, and a mysterious stranger. Unlock 12 different locations and gain levels in friendship and familiarity with the community as you document more and more in your field notes.

You'll need: A d20, d12, and d8, and a deck of playing cards

The Graveyard Game is a hack of For Truth's Sake by @hmooncreates. It was inspired by The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman

Includes a formatted pdf, a plaintext document, and a dyslexia friendly document!!

check it out on itch!!

#indie ttrpg #journaling game #solo journaling game #ghosts #graveyard #NEW FTS SETTING #inspired by my ultimate number one comfort book the graveyard book #hence the title #hello hello!!!#death cw

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