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[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

Ironic how Elliot can't swim, yet he lives by the ocean. (At least that's my personal headcanon, just for funnies)

#its all fun and games #until the kiddies realise there's strength in numbers #sdv #stardew valley #sdv elliott

[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

AISHDIAOSNEJAOIA

YES! IT'S MY LITTLE GUY I LOVE IT SO MUCH THANK YOU!

@marsiiiiii please know that if you ever face any hardship in life, you have but to call, and me and I'll summon the armies of hell to aid you.

Hi yes hello I'm calling out to any Stardew valley artist listening.

It has just come to my attention that my special little boi Krobus was in fact, hatched from an egg.

I DIDN'T THINK HE COULD GET ANY CUTER. BOY OH BOY WAS I WRONG.

Now I'm not asking anyone to draw this, but if someone also happened to believe that Krobus is the greatest thing to ever happen, perhaps an amazing drawing of Krobus in an eggshell could appear for everyone to enjoy...

Look I would draw this myself but I make stick figures look bad

[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

Hi yes hello I'm calling out to any Stardew valley artist listening.

It has just come to my attention that my special little boi Krobus was in fact, hatched from an egg.

I DIDN'T THINK HE COULD GET ANY CUTER. BOY OH BOY WAS I WRONG.

Now I'm not asking anyone to draw this, but if someone also happened to believe that Krobus is the greatest thing to ever happen, perhaps an amazing drawing of Krobus in an eggshell could appear for everyone to enjoy...

Look I would draw this myself but I make stick figures look bad

#stardew valley #sdv #stardew #krobus

[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

I see a lot of people clowning on the people of Pelican Town for not repairing the community center themselves or clowning on Lewis for embezzling and. like. Those criticisms aren't entirely unfair. But I think instead of coming at it from a perspective of "why can't the townspeople do this" we should be asking "why and how can the farmer do this?"

Like. Think about it. The farmer arrives in Stardew Valley on the first day of spring. By the first day they're obviously different. By day five the spirits of the forest who haven't been seen by the townsfolk in years or generations are speaking to them. By the second week they've developed a rapport with the wizard that lives outside town.

In the spring they go foraging and find more than even Linus, who's spent so many years learning the ways of the valley. Maybe he knows, when he sees them walking back home. Maybe he looks at them and understands that they're different, chosen somehow.

In the summer they fish in the lakes and the ocean for hours on end, catching fish that even Willy's only ever heard of, fish that he thought were the stuff of legend. They pull up giants from the deep and mutated monstrosities from the sewers.

In the fall, their crops grow incredibly immense; pumpkins twice as tall as a person, big enough that someone could live inside. The farmer cuts it down with an axe without even batting an eye. Does Lewis wonder, when he checks the collection bin that night and finds it full to the brim with pumpkin flesh? What does he think? Does he even leave the money? Does he have the funds to pay the farmer millions of dollars for the massive amounts of wine they sell? Or is it someone--something--else entirely?

In the winter, the farmer delves into the mines. No one in Pelican Town has been down there in decades. No one in living memory has been to the bottom. The farmer gets there within the season. They return to the surface with stories of dwarven ruins and shadow people, stories they only tell to Vincent and Jas, whose retellings will be dismissed by the adults as flights of fancy. People walking by the entrance to the mines sometimes hear the farmer in there, speaking in a language no one can understand. Something speaks back.

The farmer speaks to the the wizard. They speak to the spirit of a bear inside a centuries-old stone. They speak to the shadow people and the dwarves, ancient enemies, and they try to mend the rift. They speak to the Junimos, ancient spirits of the forest and the river and the mountain. They taste the nectar of the stardrops and speak to the valley itself. They change Pelican Town, and they change the valley. Things are waking up.

And what does Evelyn think? She's the oldest person in the valley; she was here when the farmer's grandfather was young. (How old *is* she, anyway? She never seems to age. She doesn't remember the year she was born.) Does she see the farmer and think of their grandfather? Does she try to remember if he was like this too, strange and wild and given the gifts of the forest?

And does their grandfather haunt the valley? He haunts the farm, still there even after his death; his body died somewhere else, but his spirit could never stay away for long. Does Abigail, using her ouija board on a stormy night, almost drop the planchette when she realizes it's moving on its own? Does Shane, walking to work long before anyone else leaves their house, catch glimpses of a wispy figure floating through the town? Does the farmer know their grandfather came back to the place they both love so much?

Mr. Qi takes interest in the farmer. He's different, too; in a different way, maybe, but the principles are the same. They're both exceptional, and no matter what Qi says about it being hard work and dedication, they both know the truth: the world bends around the both of them, changing to fit their needs. Most people aren't visited by fairies or witches. Most people don't have meteorites crash in their yard. Most people couldn't chop down trees all day without a break or speak to bears and mice and frogs.

The farmer is different. The rules of the world don't work for them the way they work for everyone else. The farmer goes fishing and finds the stuff of fairy tales. The farmer goes mining and fights shadow beasts and flying snakes. The farmer looks at paths the townspeople walk every day and finds buried in the dirt relics of lost civilizations.

The farmer is a violent, irrepressible miracle, chosen by the valley and destined to return to it someday. Even if they'd never received the letter, they would've come home.

They always come home eventually.

#this is the shit I'm talking about #but i wonder #is the farmer aware of their differences #or do they live in ignorance? #Stardew Valley

[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

Oh to be an NPC in Stardew Valley! Their lives must be so interesting and unique, and yet, they have no clue of it themselves. It must be nice to be so clueless as to one's legacy.

Pelican Town was quiet, and peaceful for a long time. Tourism was beginning to bolster, and the town was growing. A young, aspiring writer took up residence in an old shack on the beach. A family moved in to the town, bringing laughter and joy. An artist fixed up an old cottage, ready to bring her creations to life. Other businesses begin to pop up as well; a doctors clinic, a blacksmith, a scientist exploring the valley. For a long time, life was good. The old residents and the new blood worked together to improve the town, and carefully grow their slice of paradice for others to enjoy.

Unfortunately, all good things must eventually come to an end. The Farmer, a good, kind man, eventually had to retire, and his spirit returned once more to Yoba. The local economy begun to waver, just a little. Lewis knew they'd be okay, but it would take time.

And then Joja Corp stepped in.

The first the townspeople heard of the development was the builders rocking up to begin construction. Lewis, who should have been informed of the plans, was outraged. Unfortunately, he was bullied out of filing any lawsuits by Joja's ferocious team of lawyers, hounding him into silence. Pierre looked on with worry as the Joja symbol was painted on the new billboard.

The new Jojamart did help to keep some of the struggling townspeople afloat, with it's cheap prices and large stock. Unfortunately, it had a chain effect that was felt by the whole town. Pierre was hit the hardest, having to lean in heavily on savings he had put together for retirement. In turn, Marnie's clientele hit rock bottom, as did Clint and Robin's. They had to rely on travelers and tourists to support themselves, of which there were less and less. Joja had turned the town's rustic feel into another slice of modern suburbia.

Lewis eventually couldn't affort to keep the bus going, and it fell into disrepair. No one visited. With the main highway carefully making it's way around the town, only the occasional visitor would stop in. Slowly, the town fell further and further into ruin. The once grand community centre lay wasted and abandoned, left to rot.

But while everyone was focused on the ruins and the past, no one saw the magic creep back in...

The old Farmer's grandchild was certainly a bit odd. New to the town, the villagers looked on in faint amusement as they sprinted their way around the town. Pierre, who was sadly preparing to sell the store, felt a faint sense of hope start to stir. Within weeks of their arrival, they had project after project lined up for Robin to begin, and she took to it with great vigour. Clint and Marnie, who's businesses had all but dried up, were suddenly back in swing. And once Gil and Marlon had shown them the mines, well, Harvey never ran out of patients. While the Farmer dealt with extradimensional entities and shook hands with the magic of old, everyone else was noticing the slight uplift. The old, rusted gears that ran the town had ever so slightly started turning once more. Morris sat behind his desk and happily assumed that Joja was there to stay, and magic was left for fairy tales.

As spring rolled into summer, little improvements continued. The annual luau was a bit more festive, and the pot luck just that bit sweeter. Everyone liked the Farmer, even the most jaded of residents had to admit that having them was a big help for the town. Pierre found himself with more stock than he knew what to do with, and had begun shipping it out the excess to the distant Zuzu city. Robin found herself almost constantly called out to the farm, as the Farmer was constantly asking for new barns and sheds. Linus was the first to notice the re-appearance of the magic. The green rain which the Farmer ran through happily, the little creatures hiding in the ruins of the community centre. The faint wails echoing from the mines. He quietly observed from a distance, but chose not to interfere. As distracted as he was from the local politics, even he could see the positive change that was occuring.

The Stardew Valley Fair brought new crowds with the recently fixed bus. Everyone knew who had fixed it up, but they had chosen not to come forward, so no one pressed the issue. With new tourists filtering through the town, it truly felt like the Pelican Town of Old. Welwick the Oracle glanced at the old Community Centre, ruined and abandoned, and then at the shiny Jojamart that stood nearby, and smiled to herself. She knew that someday soon the roles would be reversed. When Lewis checked the quarterly figures for the town, he nearly jumped out of his seat with excitement. For the first time in years, he was able to put back into the town savings, instead of skimming from the bottom as he had been.

It was a quiet winter's day when the Community Centre was restored. Lewis was going for his morning stroll, and something nagged at his brain, telling him to take a different route. As the grand building came into sight, he fell to his knees, and tried not to cry. Evelyn was next to notice, carefully making her way next to Lewis. She put a hand on his shoulder, and they simply looked on in wonder. "It's just how it used to be." Evelyn said.

Word spread through the town, and people came out to have a look. The inside was just as grand, with the reinstated town vault, plenty of areas for people to socialise and a proper office for Lewis to work at once more. Food was brought in, and they celebrated, harder than they had for a long time. More than one person had to dab their eyes from time to time, trying their best not to cry. The Farmer was the last person to arrive, and quietly watched the celebrations from a distance. A faint smile came over their face, and they seemed content.

It was a while before Morris found the community centre. He had only been out there once, to survey the land for the new warehouse he wanted built. The sight of the centre standing once more shook him to his core. In that instant, he knew that everything he had worked for was over. Despite his best efforts, the town had prevaled, and Joja had lost. Pierre officially saw to his execution, and he fled for Zuzu city in shame. The higher-ups in Joja Corp were not impressed, and Morris was never able to recover his position.

Life in Stardew Valley changed once more. The Community Centre brought everyone closer, made them feel like a real community. Lewis was able to fund more projects, clean up the town, make the festivals bigger. Willy's idea for the "Trout Derby" took off, and at the first annual event, more than a hundred avid fishers took off into the Cindersnap forest to hunt down the elusice Rainbow Trouts.

For Pam though, the biggest moment was when she came back from her shift at the bus station, and saw Robin setting up construction equipment where her caravan usually sat. At first, she was angry and afraid that she'd been moved, but when she heard what was happening, she openly wept and thanked Robin for her service. Pam knew that the house being built would ensure that Penny would have a stable future, with a place to come back to if she was ever in need.

Kent returned from his time as a prisoner of war, scarred and hurt. When he had left, the town was on it's last knees, and feared for it's future. To see the Community Centre standing once more filled him with a sense of joy he hadn't felt in a long time. Of course, that feeling was completely overrided by the ecstasy of seeing his wife and children happy and safe. It was a long time before he was able to open up about his experiences, but together they were able to heal and grow.

It was a warm, spring day, and Linus was foraging for salmonberries in the forest when a man appeared. He was dressed completely in black, with a broad brimmed hat and sunglasses to hide his face. Stars twinkled all over his clothing, as if you were looking directly at the night sky. Linus turned to look at him, and smiled. "Hello old friend. I was wondering when you'd show up next." The man in black smiled, and for a brief moment, you could see the blue skin beneath the hat. "I've been rather busy of late, but I thought I would just pop on in." No one else would see his firm grip on the valley, no one but the Farmer.

Sometimes, there were dreams. The townspeople would dream of screams and death. Creatures being slain where they stood, unable to stop the wrath of the monster. Children crying and running, reaching out for help, only for them to turn into doves and fly away, cooing cries of sadness. Some of the younger townsfolk would have vague memories of the farmer in a more intimate light. Perhaps a moonlit stroll, or a spring wedding, but then anger, and a sense of betrayal.

They would wake up in a cold sweat, trying desperately to remember what had made them chilled to the bones, but it always faded. Life in the valley is beautiful, but is it by their own volition or the hand that made it so?

#stardew valley #stardew #sdv #my writing #writeblr

[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

I just had an insanely lucky moment in my stardew world. I was doing the prismatic jelly quest, and after killing it, it dropped two prismatic jellies because I had the Monster Compendium book.

Now I got one to keep to myself.

Absolutely marvelous day

#stardew valley #stardew #sdv

[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

What makes the farmer of Stardew Valley so... different?

What made the Junimos believe this twenty-something loser could be their saviour?

Why does everyone accept their behaviour, and choose to believe they're a friend when their behaviour is almost stalkerish?

Why did Mr Qi believe they were interesting enough to meet?

When anyone else visits the old community centre, they find an abondened building with rotted wood beams and plants growing through the floor, but when the Farmer explores, the spirits of a different world greet them at the door.

Everyone knows of these legendary fish, rumoured, but never seen. The Farmer can find them all with unnatural ease. Willy has worked in the fishing industry for his whole life and he only knew of their existence, and has not once been able to find one.

The explosive force of several kilos of dynamite should be enough to shred a person to pieces, but, it just knocks them around a little.

Aliens crash landed on his property. The witch cursed his farm, the skeletons cursed his luck. The fairies gave him blessings in return.

Why is it that when anyone else looks down, they see dirt, but when the Farmer looks, they find an ancient fossil of unknown origin? Why does regular food and drink change them at the atomic level?

Is it a blessing or a curse to be at the centre of the vortex, forever forced to play out century-old vendettas and be the change in a thousand lives? Wherever the farmer goes, the world moves with them, twisting itself around to curse and appease them as much as possible. Is the Farmer drawn to the supernatural, or is it the supernatural that finds the farmer so alluring?

And everywhere they go, Mr Qi watches, and waits.

#stardew valley #stardew #sdv #stardew farmer #stardew cryptid #cryptid

[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

Stardew Poetry! Part 1!

Be forewarned, many of these are heavily influenced by the things I see on #Stardew Valley and this series will be updated erratically.

Without further ado, my first poem based off of @three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat ‘s “The Farmer is a Fallen God, or perhaps something worse.” Theory/Au! (I plan on doing multiple of these.)

“Look at you, my darling little one, and see what has become of yourself. “I know falling takes its toll, and perhaps beyond such, but I did not expect the effects to be so extreme. “I… I did not expect it to affect you so much. In truth, were you affected at all? Or, were you, perhaps, always like this? Savage and Cruel and Fatal and HUMAN? I thought that you, my most precious and perfect creation, would so easily, so swiftly redeem yourself of your sins.”

“You DIDN’T. In fact, I’m inclined to believe that you refuse to.”

“Instead, you pridefully march anywhere you please. I’m so very proud. Smelling of the blood of your enemies, the tears of your allies, and your own sweat. “You believe yourself invincible. Because you are. But forgo the consequences of your actions by restarting a cycle when it does not go your way. Because you are afraid to face such things, just as I. Because such things fear you. “Blood drips from your weapons and your hands and your wounds, you manipulate the gifts I give you to fix it. You adore the gore of the things humans others monsters you slaughter as if they are sheep from your own pastor. You are beauty and power beyond comprehension when covered in your battle won bounties. We Love YOU For It. “I will not be played for a fool, you will not succeed, even at the cost of my existence.” “I have been played like a fiddle, but as have you. We will LIVE, even if they must DIE.”

“What Are You Doing?”

“What You Have Naught The Courage To Do Yourself.”

“Kill Them, Knight of Death and Gore, and they shall adore you forever more.” “Hurt Them, Poet of Pain and Suffering, and they shall sing you their sympathies.” “Warn Them, King of Dark and Lonely, and they shall take advantage of your Kindness. Of your Knowledge. Of your Strength.”

“Your Ruthlessness is Love, Mercy, Peace. Never let this old fool or any others tell you it is not, they are only prolonging the suffering of others so that they do not have to feel such themselves. “Drink The Blood- Eat The Flesh- Consume The Marrow- Of Our Fallen Brothers and Sisters -That have SO Ironically taken the form of Imperfect, Purple Stars- If You Must Do So To Shield Your Hoard, Your Heart, Body, Mind, And Soul.”

“But Always Remember That Big Brothers Arms Are Open And Warm, If You So Desire Them. LITTLE FARMER.”

#Stardew valley

[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

This is absolutely fucking brilliant.

I love that it's perhaps from the perspective of a benefactor or another god (Mr qi maybe?) I personally like to think the farmer doesn't feel things the same as everyone else and this definitely captures that.

Stardew Poetry! Part 1!

Be forewarned, many of these are heavily influenced by the things I see on #Stardew Valley and this series will be updated erratically.

Without further ado, my first poem based off of @three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat ‘s “The Farmer is a Fallen God, or perhaps something worse.” Theory/Au! (I plan on doing multiple of these.)

“Look at you, my darling little one, and see what has become of yourself. “I know falling takes its toll, and perhaps beyond such, but I did not expect the effects to be so extreme. “I… I did not expect it to affect you so much. In truth, were you affected at all? Or, were you, perhaps, always like this? Savage and Cruel and Fatal and HUMAN? I thought that you, my most precious and perfect creation, would so easily, so swiftly redeem yourself of your sins.”

“You DIDN’T. In fact, I’m inclined to believe that you refuse to.”

“Instead, you pridefully march anywhere you please. I’m so very proud. Smelling of the blood of your enemies, the tears of your allies, and your own sweat. “You believe yourself invincible. Because you are. But forgo the consequences of your actions by restarting a cycle when it does not go your way. Because you are afraid to face such things, just as I. Because such things fear you. “Blood drips from your weapons and your hands and your wounds, you manipulate the gifts I give you to fix it. You adore the gore of the things humans others monsters you slaughter as if they are sheep from your own pastor. You are beauty and power beyond comprehension when covered in your battle won bounties. We Love YOU For It. “I will not be played for a fool, you will not succeed, even at the cost of my existence.” “I have been played like a fiddle, but as have you. We will LIVE, even if they must DIE.”

“What Are You Doing?”

“What You Have Naught The Courage To Do Yourself.”

“Kill Them, Knight of Death and Gore, and they shall adore you forever more.” “Hurt Them, Poet of Pain and Suffering, and they shall sing you their sympathies.” “Warn Them, King of Dark and Lonely, and they shall take advantage of your Kindness. Of your Knowledge. Of your Strength.”

“Your Ruthlessness is Love, Mercy, Peace. Never let this old fool or any others tell you it is not, they are only prolonging the suffering of others so that they do not have to feel such themselves. “Drink The Blood- Eat The Flesh- Consume The Marrow- Of Our Fallen Brothers and Sisters -That have SO Ironically taken the form of Imperfect, Purple Stars- If You Must Do So To Shield Your Hoard, Your Heart, Body, Mind, And Soul.”

“But Always Remember That Big Brothers Arms Are Open And Warm, If You So Desire Them. LITTLE FARMER.”

#im also really glad that people are enjoying my theories #stardew valley #sdv #stardew #stardew farmer

[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

Hi there I would like to know

WHY WOULD YOU NEED THIS FOR FUTURE REFERENCE

WHAT ARE YOU DOING

Memory in Stardew Valley is kinda fucked

So, memory in Stardew Valley is almost like a tangible thing, and I wanna talk about it. I mean technically speaking, you can sell it, trade it, swap it, bop it, twist it and so on and so forth. Why do I wanna talk about it? Because I have no social life and the only thing I can feel is the rage of my ancestors as I harvest yet another batch of ancient fruit wine.

Most people know about the Dark Shrine of Memory, the fun statue that wipes your ex's memories for a quick buck. Now that's pretty neat and all, but I think this leads to further interpretation I'm sure Concerned Ape wouldn't think is relevant but I'm gonna push it.

Someone had to put that statue there. I don't think it's the witch, because she has to shell up 30 big ones every time another thirsty wizard comes along. Also, Rasmodius still has his memories of them, and if I were her I wouldn't want a guy like Razzle-Dazzle thinking about her. And it's probably vice-versa, as the witch still curses the town from time to time to spite the purple-haired goblin.

Mr Qi would be a reasonable guess, especially since you have to pay to use it, and he is known to have several marketing schemes around the place, but this one doesn't feel like him. I think there's another powerful creature out and about, they've stumbled across a way to erase memories and are using it for profit. The witch is just a tool behind the mastermind.

On top of the memory shrine, the Dark Shrine of Selfishness also contains a portion of memory magic. No one remembers the children that disappeared. No one except the farmer. Perhaps some immunity comes with being a fallen god, or perhaps it's simply because they're the ones that paid, so they are cursed to forever remember their sin. Either way, considering the fact that two of the statues directly erase memories, there's something interesting going on.

Another aspect of memories that people don't often think about is resetting days. Now this does reach a fair bit into undertale, but I think it applies pretty well here too. Days can loop over and over again, and no one will remember any of them, except for the Farmer. With the knowledge and foresight of what's happening, the Farmer can escape danger and the villagers know no better. There is perhaps only two other people in Stardew who might have an idea of what's going on. The Witch, and Mr Qi.

The witch is obvious, she has the shrines in her house, but from Mr Qi's dialogue, we can gleam an idea of what he may know.

I got to where I am through the force of pure willpower, kid. You see... The mind is a very powerful tool. In fact, it's the most powerful tool in all of reality... and beyond

“Some things transcend time and space, kid. It's a unique feeling in the heart... a whisper of things beyond.”

Now it could be pretty easy to interpret this a hundred different ways, but I want to link it to memory right now. The specific wording states that Mr Qi might be aware of resetting save files and that memories can be erased. I don't think he can alter other people's memories (though we don't know enough about him to be sure), but he may have found a way to keep his own memories safe.

Perhaps it's even how he found the Farmer. One day, he wakes up again, and he knows it's the same day. This happens sometimes, and he's forced to live the same day twice, three times or even more sometimes. He seeks out the source of the issue and stumbles across the farmer. On the surface, they seem like a regular person, until one day, the day resets again and the Farmer acts like they've done it a thousand times, taking every right move in the mines and getting everything they failed to do in the last attempt.

I think Mr Qi would want to keep an eye on someone like that.

From all of this, I have come to a conclusion. The statues present the idea of memory, but they also show that memory magic can be used to accomplish very specific tasks. We've only seen a few examples, but it wouldn't be much of a stretch to say that memory could be distorted a thousand different ways in Stardew. Perhaps none of the memories you have of your neighbour are real, and they never existed before yesterday. Or your parents actually died when you were three and you were raised by the spirits of hell. You actually have the memories of your best friend who died last week. Who knows?

Nothing is real, reality is an illusion.

[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

Is it wrong to want both Kent and Sam in Stardew Valley as lovers.

At the same time? Yes.

But thirsting for them both just means you've got good taste.

#in my opinion kent is better #but only because he can get away with sending explosives through the mail delivery system #Stardew Valley #sdv #stardew #stardew kent #Stardew sam

[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

I've never used easier fishing mods, and have always enjoyed the fishing minigame, but I've heard so many people say that they love fishing mods or need them to catch certain fish so I want to actually weigh it up with the Tumblr community.

#to mod or not to mod #that is the question #i wanna see people throw hands over this #stardew valley #stardew #sdv

[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

Well the Stardew 1.6 update is certainly interesting

I was just gonna open it and have a look around, but I ended up playing on a new save file for 5 hours today because OH MY YOBA

IT'S SO GOOD

When the 1.5 update came out, it expanded upon the game, adding more things. This update feels like ConcernedApe's gone through and polished everything, and made the game feel really complete. The increased detail, more dialogue options and some other new things like the bookseller just tie the game together.

Going through the opening cutscene and seeing the updated bus station, it just feels so much nicer, and less sparse around the edges. The new animal farm is really unique, just like the beach farm in the way that it changes how you play the game. I think it might be my go-to farm from now on, simply because I like the balance between farmable space and the starting animal coop, though I think to balance it perhaps only starting with one or even no chickens.

And then there's things like the new Joja background on the letter

It's these details that really bring the game together and make it stand out even more.

I've only played through spring, and I'm excited to see the rest of the update

#concerned ape has really nailed it with this update #stardew valley #stardew #sdv #1.6 update #1.6 spoilers #sdv 1.6

[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

I SEE THAT FUCKING MAYONNAISE YOU DONT ESCAPE ME

Hello everyone, this is your friendly reminder that while the Farmer from Stardew drinks mayonnaise from the jar, that does not mean you should too. Please do not let the 1.6 insanity get to your head and end up drinking any strange liquids, no matter how tasty they may look

New computer is all set up and ready to play some Stardew Valley!

#Stardew valley #sdv 1.6

[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

Throwback to that time when I was participating in Stardew Valley zine (it was a year ago lol). I haven't posted these because I don't like how Qi turned out but now I just don't care. I can't print my stuff myself but I really want to so it's nice to have something printed, although irl these prints are not saturated like in photos because CMYK eats all the blues. Also my old Qi gif because why not.

#holy shit i love these

[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

I can't tell if this is an honour or a curse to be struck by @the-disemvoweler

People sometimes wonder why the farmer in Stardew Valley has the strength of a giant and the will of a thousand men in order to make the old farm profitable and revive the dying town.

They're a twenty-something ex-Joja employee and they have just discovered free will for the first time in their life. If I had the caffeine addiction of a college student and the rage of a fallen god I could probably run a pretty good farm too.

#all i feel is confusion and a faint sense of bewilderment

[three-penguins-in-a-trench-coat]

I've just started a new save file for Stardew and I just got the message from clint that I can't pay the 25g to break a singular geode.

Life is rough out there in the valley

#stardew valley #stardew #sdv #shitpost