Well, unless he’s insanely strong, he did it with weapons sized for him, or is a master poisoner.

Both are equally impressive achievements for his physical limitations, in that Genghis Khan sorta way.

Well, he looks quite pleased about it. Probably takes a lot for a caterpillar to reach the rank of Emperor.

They creeped me out as a kid. It didn’t help that I had this concept that they were like “evil” butterflies. Child brain hardcore taking my grandmother’s complaining about moths eating clothes and being a nuisance too far.

Absolutely adore them, now. Go ahead and enjoy some lamp, little friend, you’ve earned it.

"As you pull the blade free, it begins to rapidly rust away. The legend was never the blade itself, it was the strength of the heroes who led the way.

That strength has caused the ground to shift, rocks fall, everyone dies."

I wonder if there’s some kind of near-surface pipes they might hear water running through.

Has Phoenix Wright been a documentary about the Japanese legal system this entire time, and we just wrote it off?

Any large enough insect is relatively easy to kill, you just need a Buick.

I don’t know why, but something about the way it looked made me think of the Swamps of Dagobah.

Though now looking closer, I also get Swamp-Thing vibes, like he’s called them back through The Green.

Damn, the TMNT x Star Wars crossover goes hard.

WotC and Pinkertons.

What’d that European beech call me‽

Vampire Survivors has got me back in its grip. The Ode to Castlevania DLC dropped on Halloween. I really don’t understand where the time goes when I play that game.

Also picked up Webfishing, an absolutely adorable time. I don’t know that I really consider it “playing”, the actual gameplay is pretty basic, but I’ve enjoyed the peaceful nature of it and have had fun just chatting.

This is seriously dating myself, and probably hyper-specific, but it feels more like chatrooms back in the late 90s to early 2000s. Most of the rooms I’ve been in have been relaxed. Having a talk about life while someone strums “Simple and Clean” on a guitar somewhere in the background. A bit of roleplay going on.

The small lobbies, the small map, the chill gameplay, all makes for a cozy, welcoming place. Like you really did just stumble across someone’s campsite, and they invited you to sit.

Safety first, no matter the species. Unless you’re the experiment.

I can kinda see something in it, looking at it in a very abstract way.

The man tried to capture nature, and failed. Capturing the butterfly didn’t make him happy, but being in that pond, being a frog? Happy.

Don’t try to capture nature, but be a part of it.

Also don’t look for meaning in AI artwork, I feel like a burn-out in the back of a college philosophy course.

This is one of those questions you ask, and let sit for months. Long enough that most of the table has started to forget you ever asked.

How about instead of coming in and being a dick in someone’s thread, you post things to encourage what you’re looking for?

No, it must just be easier to smell your own shit in the garden than finding a toilet.

“Your Impostor Syndrome Made Flesh” is for everyone.

Though reactions may vary between mental breakdown and “I’ve wanted to punch my demons since birth”.

Hey, there’s the Tauros Programme! Someone’s trying to breed Aurochs back as close as they can!

Found a package of ground beef randomly hidden in the very back of the milk cooler. Thankfully kept fairly cool, and still in date, but a customer had stuck it there because he wanted to come back later. He came back the next day and tried to file a complaint because it wasn’t there.

Fish left in the bathroom. Like, straight up a pack of salmon fillets, just left there on the top of the toilet tank. Our best guess was that someone wanted to steal it, but either couldn’t fit it or got spooked and just abandoned it. It was in a far corner, barely used bathroom, too.

Half eaten fruit or candy thats been shoved to the back of a low shelf. You know a kid did it, there’s massive mess back there, and depending on what aisle they hid it in, it might have been there for a couple days to a week. Once found a bell pepper some kid had chomped into.

This is more just “general trash”, but still not uncommon if your store has a hotbar: Stolen food containers. People grab their dinner, eat it throughout the store, and then just put the trash wherever. If you’re lucky, they leave it somewhere obvious. If you’re unlucky, you find an open container of half-eaten rotisserie chicken shoved into a vent after they turned the heat on for the winter. Going past the deli in my store has triggered minor PTSD at times. That smell… Just… Hot rot. That’s the only way to describe it. Rotting garbage, oven warmed.

You can and will find terrifying things working in grocery.

I once found a pack of beef jerky that had become 90% mold. It was tucked all the way towards the back of the shelves, partially shoved into the crack between two of them. We had no clue how long it had been sitting back there, because jerky rarely needed a full teardown.