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It did get a little rapey...

“My cosplay efforts are complete. Now I think it’s time to take a little nap. The only thing to do after getting dressed up, really.”

Ah, nothing like a Touch of Malice so your toy shelf can commit suicide.

Ever wonder if ‘Flame of Justice’ is just a euphanism?

And sassiest.

Ooh, I almost read it as ‘Trumpeters’ and thought it would be a catchy tag for a moment, but then again I feel we’d get a lot of protest from the brass section.

WOO-HOO PART OF CANADA! Why migrate there when they’ll be coming to us?

It can’t be shade when the burns are so broad and bright no shadows can be cast.

Jon Stewart! He’s technically entertainment.

Kind of a weird, back-and-forth ‘rescue-ish’ story:

Arby’s! Hey, it’s not White Castle.

I’m only a handful of story missions in (redoing stuff for loot and to practice techniques), but I do have to say it’s fun though a bit garbled. The diablo-ish mess of gear abilities feels overwhelming and not easy to grasp what exactly you’re getting without research.

I think I need to find a hand-shaped desk so I can head-desk and face-palm at the same time.

Medieval sniper scope.

So basically if you screw up really bad at the altar all you have to do is run back into the room naked, avoid your in-laws best as possible (especially your mother-in-law since it’s likely she’s an elite demon unit with immunity to fire), retrieve your corpse, and continue with the ceremony.

... very different.

It looks like what happens if the Pokérus becomes transmittable to humans.

Now playing

Iron Pineapple had some good, clean fun trolling with the game:

*reluctant high fives in one hand, groaning face palm in the other*