tetris11
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- Comment on Victim Anon 6 hours ago:
It’s a pretty common scottish word for driving assosciate
- Comment on Anon questions North Korea 6 hours ago:
They even painted the ground to match the tree type smh
- Comment on Anon goes on a first date 4 days ago:
All the adverts that I see on my sidebar tell me otherwise
- Comment on What year is it 5 days ago:
NEVER!
- Comment on What year is it 5 days ago:
Are you genuinely serious?
Alan was a child. He had no concept of what had happened or what was happening to him. It wasn’t just some random Amazonian-type jungle he was sucked into; it was an ancient overgrown labyrinth of tangle and undergrowth containing some of the most aggressive and deadliest versions of predators known to man.
Most of the unfortunate people who play that game are in there for five minutes whilst the others roll the dice and wait their turn. Those who get sucked in later during the game know at least what to expect, and can cling to the hope of their turn coming up soon. The fear of the place alone is enough to leave a mark to not want to go back.
Alan was in there for thirty years. Thirty years of learning how to survive in a harsh and hostile environment, with no hope of return, and no understanding of what he did wrong to deserve this fate. The only other human who could have at least served as a father figure of sorts is a mad hunter who wants him dead. Can you imagine the number of times Alan must have approached The Hunter just to strike up some kind of discourse about what is going on or to test the limits of his compassion, only to have to flee for his life each and every time? That can mess up a kid.
It’s a real testament to Alan’s forgiving disposition that he doesn’t blame any particular person for his situation, but the situation itself. Even after time rewound and he got to live out his life as normal human being, the mental scars are likely still there etched into his mind.
- Comment on Anon is a winner 6 days ago:
- Comment on Anon is a gamer 1 week ago:
Christ, we covered this. You lean against the wall, pull down your pants, go into the crouch position, and push like your life depends on it.
Trust me those yellow stairs will be a thing of the past.
- Comment on Anon is a gamer 1 week ago:
(someone sticks their neck out
immediately gets chopped)Well done
- Comment on Anon is a gamer 1 week ago:
They ain’t fish hunting Jeff, they hunting’ WHALES
- Comment on Anon gets corrected 1 week ago:
*sensertif
- Comment on Who can relate? 1 week ago:
Neo did that, but he was machine jesus, so unless you’ve got a pair of sunglasses and some woah!'s handy, you might just want to stick to the latex
- Comment on Checking in 1 week ago:
- Comment on Checking in 1 week ago:
There’s a legit good X-files episode on this
- Comment on Skyrim teaches a Lemmy user about fascist propaganda 1 week ago:
My first impression of Skyrim blew me away.
I came down from the hills early in the morning into a sleepy little village. Feeling peckish, I struck a nearby chicken to harvest it for meat, and was immediately made an enemy by the village. Without any weapons I ran towards a small bridge, but got surrounded on both sides. I jumped into the river and let the tide carry me all the way down away from the angry mob down onto a snowy plain where a blizzard was taking shape. I wandered through the blinding snow heading for the tree line, whereupon a met a frost troll herding goats. To my relief he ignored me, but as my hunger took hold of me, I decided to try to take a goat for myself. For the next 6 hours he stalked me across the landscape. I ran through woodland and mountain and lake to escape him and still he came in relentless pursuit. I ran upstream away from his lumbering stride, swam through parts unknown until I came to a town, where to my relief, there was an armed guard. I tried to beg him for hell, but he recognised me from somewhere and took to arms. The troll stalked still from the otherside. Trapped between certain death, I jumped into the river once more, and to my everlasting relief I saw a fleet of guards attacking the troll. He made mincemeat of them, and then turned to me and smiled.
- Comment on I love my smart TV (From Mastodon) - Repost 1 week ago:
Esphome is limiting though. Want to have a sensor that spawns a camera stream only on PIR detection, and then sleeps? Forget about it, those two will run in parallel.
- Comment on It insists upon itself 2 weeks ago:
both apparently, though I’ve only seen the series
- Comment on It insists upon itself 2 weeks ago:
oh wow didnt know it was film, Ive only seen the series
- Comment on Anon is a winner 2 weeks ago:
same
- Comment on It insists upon itself 2 weeks ago:
Watch Gomorrah if you want to see real power games
- Comment on Anon is a winner 2 weeks ago:
With Ayn Rand overtones
- Comment on Anon is a winner 2 weeks ago:
6 and 7 for me. It got dark in a good way
- Comment on Anon discovers Japanese jazz 2 weeks ago:
This is an amazing analysis. I really appreciate how you located where the empty parking lots were, and now I can see them in both images. Yep, it definitely looks like the downtown area has only developed somewhat and that nothing was torn down.
I still believe somewhat OPs claim that areas were expanded more for cars than for walkability, but yeah a different set of images would be needed to cement that
- Comment on Anon discovers Japanese jazz 2 weeks ago:
??? If so, I’m not quite seeing it
- Comment on Anon discovers Japanese jazz 2 weeks ago:
Forgive me, I’m gonna need some help here
- Comment on Anon discovers Japanese jazz 2 weeks ago:
Are those the same location? I can’t see any common landmarks
- Comment on New social experiment 2 weeks ago:
(In the comment lines is just a list of people OP wants to kill)
- Comment on New social experiment 2 weeks ago:
mullvad-service.service.service
- Comment on New social experiment 2 weeks ago:
straight
- Comment on New social experiment 2 weeks ago:
(Symlink to /Furry)
- Comment on New social experiment 2 weeks ago:
/etc/nixos/~configuration.nix~
/etc/nixos/configuration.nix.bak
