i left. the end

baycatta  asked:

What was wrong with the game (night in the Wood's I think it's called? The cute furry one) story? (I haven't played, just curious)

I wrote a short post about this before, but I didn’t really go in-depth. 

Basically, I had been waiting for NITW for a long time, and I was very excited to go on this coming-of-age supernatural adventure. For the most part, that’s what I got…


At the end of the day, when I play a game, I want to have an experience. I want to think back and say, “Wow, that was cool. How I did that was cool. How that happened was so clever.” In NITW, at the end of the day, I left feeling like I’d just experienced a piece of art.

But not in a good way. 

Look, I’m a liberal, okay? But this game? It made me roll my eyes so often. Anarchy! The police are pigs! Baby boomers are the reason nothing works right! Life sucks! 

Ergo, it’s perfect demographic is the general mid-teen tumblr crowd. No one in the game has opposing views to the characters, which I think is terribly shallow; if the police can’t be trusted, show us why the character thinks that. If baby-boomers are ruining the town, show us how. But, alas. Things never get that well developed. 

One of my major gripes with the story in general are the characters involved in it. I know you can make different choices based on different playthroughs, but I chose to hound Beatrice. Shes a fatalistic, overworked reptile who’s friends with our main character because…. 


Well, they live close together. 

That’s about it. It’s explicitly stated. Beatrice is generally a horrible friend to the MC throughout the game, constantly snapping at her for he unintentionally harmful things she says while refusing to tell her why it upsets her until later into the game. 

And, maybe the biggest reason I felt like I’d just been to an art show instead of played a game: the entire thing was, as I understood it, a heavy-handed allegory for mental illness. Every character in the game has a different illness, aside from Agnes I think, which was fine! But you go through this entire story expecting something grand or supernatural because the story sets it up as supernatural and then (SPOILER ALERT) it turns out to be…? Some monster in a cave? But also mental illness. But the monster in the cave is causing it? 

So I personally didn’t enjoy it. It felt like a game that was made for tumblr– which, again, six years ago I’d have probably loved NITW– and it buckled hard under the scope of the message(s) they were trying to deliver. 

I ended up legitimately hating most of the side characters by the end (again, I spent most of my playthrough with Beatrice. It’s easy to say, “But I feel bad for her! Her life is so hard! She’s depressed, she has so much on her plate–” Yes, true, the game tries to build pity for her and justify her actions, but that doesn’t give her an excuse to be a dick, ya feel? I don’t know. It just was really heavy-handed and just when I thought the game was actually starting (we’d tracked down a cool cult!) Suddenly… time skip (???) and…


The game was over. 

The art is cute, the music is nice, the aesthetic is alluring, but the story leaves a lot to be desired. Pick it up when it’s on sale and check it out– you might have a different experience than I did. 

Fill-a-Page February day 25!

Apparently today is a day for Keith feels. I’m still not particularly comfortable drawing his face or hair consistently, but I suppose that means I just have to draw a lot more Keiths - what a shame ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

and girls were so pretty. there was the effortless girls who had the wide eyes, the freckles, the hair pulled back. who didn’t wear makeup and always wore a smile, who knew you needed help before you asked it; the sunshine and picnic girls, who you felt carried spring with them. and the mountaintop girls, strong bodies and fierce in their bones, drinking green tea and teaching you yoga, who watched you and made sure you ate well, who knew what it was to fight for a body that listened. and the soft heather girls who knew nature and spoke gently and would show you how to hear the light hitting a lake, who would listen no matter how long the story was and somehow know what to say. and the girls who were red moons, a dangerous flash of teeth and darkness, an excited wildness that came in black leather and spoke of nights you ache when you remember, who would look at you and pin you to a board for a moment, so that for once you felt important. and the summertime girls, wide smiles and makeup that never smudged, who could make you feel as if you lived inside a photograph, who brought the feeling of the fourth of july to every party, who convinced you to come to the party. and of course the rain girls, who didn’t need an explanation, but simply were, in a way that when you made eye contact with them you knew somehow about sorrow and also about the safety of staying home. 

and girls. girls in their sweatpants in the aisle of a supermarket looking lost. girls staring down their teacher, demanding the grade they deserve. girls with their hands on the wheel, with their hands passing lotion to another, with their hands in their hair. girls upside down on the couch and spine straight in business meetings and body curled around a book. girls who were upended libraries, who were railroads, who were a choir’s last note, who were carols, who were snow, who were a racing track, who glowed or who gave warmth or else sewed cold, who bit hard, who laughed loud, who fell asleep on trains, who rode bikes in rain.

and then there was you.


You think so much of what you and I can accomplish together. You and her.


In other news Hiryuu’s too cute and I’m weak

Ear Biscuits: Uncut

So Ear Biscuits got released at midnight eastern time last night, and my trusty podcast app, Overcast (not a sponsor, but seriously, best podcast app ever), immediately downloaded it for me and gave me a notification for it as I got in bed. I caved and listened to the first few seconds just to see if it really was the episode or if it was I don’t know, a blank file? This is what I heard.

The episode that was released about 20 minutes AFTER this one does not start like this. I recorded all the way to the actual episode opener, though my version doesn’t have the intro music playing over it.

Sorry about the audio quality, I tried to reduce the noise as much as possible. What you’re listening to is a recording of my phone playing a recording, so there was only so much I could do. But it’s worth a listen just to hear an innuendo-laden exchange between Rhett and Link involving soft and hard sticks.


IMDB’s top ten highest voted episodes of Teen Titans [insp]


Benophie AU: Roadtrip

(Ben footage from x)

F a n t i n e & C o s e t t e

In the depths of Fantine’s nature, we know dwelt modesty and virtue. She had a vague feeling that she was on the eve of falling into distress. She must have courage, she had it, and bore up bravely. 

There was in Cosette’s veins the blood of the bohemian and of the adventuress who goes barefoot. It must be remembered that she was rather a lark than a dove. She was wild and brave at heart.

Prompto and Noctis’ first kiss would have been during a pocky game after school with their classmates, before they admitted their feelings for each other. Everyone’s having fun and laughing up a storm but both boys are anxious and secretly wanting to just play it together. It’s Promptos turn to pick his partner and he just goes for it and picks Noctis and the crowd goes quiet, murmuring between each other whether or not Noct will go through with it, and who would pull away fiest. He puts one end in his mouth and sits and closes his eyes so he doesn’t end up blushing in front of everyone. Noct is stunned for a second, but quickly decides to go for it himself. He walks up to Prompto and, much like the video I linked above, pulls the pocky from Promptos mouth and kisses him. It lasted for only a few seconds, but definitely longer than just a play kiss. Prompto was so shocked he gasped causing his lips to part and he could feel lightly bit his lower lip before he feels Noctis pull away and he definitely feels his face getting hot. Noct opens his eyes first and sees Promptos hands shake and his face is red, he almost goes in for a second real kiss. But then he hears cheers and laughter around him and he remembers where he is and what they were doing there. As his classmates start swarming him, he silently promises next time he will play with Prompto alone. Prompto opens his eyes and he is relieved to see that no one was staring at him and just carrying on like it was a game. He bit his lower lip remembering the sensation of Noctis doing it just minutes ago, then got up to join the crowd.