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This was inspired by the songs "And Now For Today's Sponsors...!" and "MIKE, the BOARD, please!"
They sound SO much like Mario Party music, and when I started thinking about it, ch3 reminded me a lot of Mario Party for the GameCube, which I played a lot of as a kid. Specifically, I drew inspiration from Mario Party 7 since it was such a large part of my childhood. Tenna's design also just screams Mario Party host to me, maybe because he reminds me of MC Ballyhoo. The board is based on Neon Heights from Mario Party 7.
doodling a bunny vs doodling a hare
a few more quick doodles, for fun
mythical duo edition - jackalope and wolpertinger
spittin mad (affection) bars
First thing i've taken care of since demo is to spruce up those confounded AFFECTION & BREAK bars.
I've been using some community-made content to make things easier and faster (i say that despite having to bend over 7 ways trying to make it work) but the plugin comes with WAYYY too many restrictions and just gets in the way. In the end, if you want something done right, (you know).
And they already look much nicer!
First thing i've taken care of since demo is to spruce up those confounded AFFECTION & BREAK bars. I've been using some community-made con
People rallied against 4e for being well designed? I always heard it was because it was too much like WoW.
D&D 4e being too much like WoW is one of those things that's true in places (it actually had design informed by WoW among other things but a lot of said design was actually remodeled to actually work in the context of tabletop game instead of trying to lazily transplant mechanics from a video game directly into a tabletop game), but ultimately is just a lazy shorthand for "it's like bideo gane therefore bad." On a deeper level D&D 4e wasn't rejected "just" because it was too much like videos game but because its designers actually took a look at all the things taken as default in D&D and actually considered how conducive they were to the experience people were seemingly looking for from D&D (D&D 4e being built to be a fun skirmish game didn't come out of nowhere: it was a response to people basically playing D&D 3e like that and finding the game too unbalanced to serve that experience).
Funnily enough, in being willing to reconsider what people actually wanted out of D&D, 4e is actually the edition of Hasbro D&D most aligned with what people seem to actually want out of D&D these days. A lot of the common design issues people bring up with 5e are issues that D&D 4e already rectified once and 5e actually walked back on because they wanted to get back the purists who had rejected 4e for not being D&D-shaped enough.
I think the bigger issue was that WotC and Hasbro were behaving like scumbags, so a lot of the positives were twisted into negatives. Better combat balance became "they're trying to make something they can license for a video game" and "they're trying to push randomized miniatures on us". I'm pretty sure if you had removed corporate's chicanery, the gripes still would have happened, but they would have died sooner and fewer people would have migrated away from D&D.
It definitely played its part: Wizards of the Coast has never been a good company during the time they've held the rights to D&D, and the lead-up to release of D&D 4e was marked by them burning a lot of customer goodwill. In many ways the controversies surrounding D&D 5e over the past couple of years have been notably similar to the ones preceding 4e's release, but Wizards of the Coast has become significantly better at controlling the narrative even though there have been some very bad missteps. (I think the rise of the influencer economy around D&D 5e is a not insignificant part of it; we didn't really have D&D influencers in the way they exist today in the 3e/4e days.)
There are a couple of things worth noting here.
First, 4E being criticised for being "too video game-like" is nothing new – it's one of the standard criticisms that's been trotted out by edition-warring grognards for nearly every edition of Dungeons & Dragons. When 3E came out, it was dismissed as "just tabletop Diablo" in precisely the same way that 4E was dismissed as "just tabletop World of Warcraft". Hell, 1E was sometimes accused by OD&D fans of selling out to video game fans for its heavy reliance on randomly generated dungeons, and that was way back in the early 1980s!
Second, a lot of the popular criticisms of 4E are basically the result of a game of telephone – the vast majority of the people repeating them have never played or read the thing, and there's a very specific series of fuckups by Hasbro to thank for that:
About a year ahead of 4E's publication, Hasbro announced that 4E would not be released under the Open Game License (OGL), but under a much more restrictive license called the Game System License (GSL). Further, they informed third party publishers who'd been taking advantage of the Dungeons & Dragons System Trademark License (STL) to put the official D&D logo on their products that all STL partners would be required to throw away any products currently in development and redevelop them for 4E under the terms of the GSL, or else their STL privileges would be revoked. Understandably, most third party publishers decided that Hasbro could go fuck themselves. Not only did this reduce 4E's third-party support nearly to nothing, it also prompted Paizo Publishing, formerly one of D&D's biggest proponents, to develop their own OGL compatible in-house system instead; this is what ultimately became Pathfinder, now D&D's largest competitor.
Just a few weeks before 4E was set to drop, the digital print masters (i.e., the digital files that were given to the printers to produce the physical books) for the three core books were leaked online. Hasbro corporate responded by panicking and ordering an indefinite halt to digital sales of 4E products, even though the source of the leak was demonstrably not their digital publishing arm; it's unclear whether those responsible for this decision understood the distinction. This meant that digital pre-orders for 4E's core rulebooks were not honoured, and 4E was initially made available exclusively in print, as an expensive three-book set that dropped right in the middle of the worst economic recession in thirty years. The upshot is that a lot of folks just plain couldn't afford to access it.
4E's planned virtual tabletop integration was hugely ambitious for its time, and predictably, missed its release date by several years. This wouldn't have been big a problem, as few of D&D's competitors had any significant virtual tabletop support at the time – were it not for the aforementioned piracy scare torpedoing the game's ebook version. Between the hasty no-ebooks policy and constant release date slippage on the VTT side, the end result is that 4E had no digital availability at all for the first two full years of its lifespan – and right in the middle of that digital drought, Pathfinder dropped, with a free ebook starter edition to boot.
There were other missteps by Hasbro in the mix, including a tone-deaf promotional campaign that basically told folks who were on the fence about 4E to fuck off and play Pathfinder instead, and an inexplicable decision to paywall the 4E character creation app behind a monthly subscription; however you slice it, the problem isn't just that Hasbro were being generally scummy: it's that 4E's rollout was a shitshow the likes of which have rarely been seen before or since.
4E was basically dead on arrival for large chunks of the fandom, which allowed a tiny core of highly vocal critics to dominate the conversation and spread a lot of frankly bizarre misconceptions about it which persist to this day. With the deck stacked so heavily against it before it was even released, what was actually in the books hardly mattered!
It's interesting that certain aspects of 4e - the rising bounded accuracy, access to multiclassing through replacing your limited class feats/powers with special multiclass feats, and an attempt to abandon the standard/move/swift/free/immediate action clusterfuck - became part of Pathfinder second edition. Many things in 4e WERE quite good ideas, even though some of them were hard sells for D&D players
Yeah, in spite of its less-than-stellar reputation with the D&D fandom, 4E ended up being hugely influential in the indie sphere. It's not just Pathfinder; for example, if you've ever played Lancer (to cite a perennial Tumblr darling), you've basically played Dungeons & Dragons 4th Edition with mechs.
Id jjust like to add in and argue that complaining 4e wasn't "d&d shaped enough" despite it being well made in several regards is a valid criticism.
It's like when you order fried chicken at a restaurant and it's actually chicken strips. Sure it's still nice and the cook did a good job, but it's not what I ordered.
I mean, it's not a great argument because everyone is going to have their own idea of what makes something D&D enough, and at the end of the day that's going to just be a matter of "some people think it is, some people don't." It doesn't really add anything to the conversation.
Listen up liberals, it only counts as D&D if
Dwarf, Elf, and Halfling are classes
The only alignments are Lawful, Neutral, and Chaotic
The order of ability scores is Strength, Intelligence, Wisdom, Dexterity, Constitution, Charisma
Initiative is rolled on a d6
There are instant death killer bees in level 1 dungeons
I can’t believe you’d put Dexterity before Constitution. We used to be a country…
It's Moldvay or the highway

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The 1969 Easter Mass Incident
Content Warnings: Religion, food, symbolic cannibalism, symbolic gore, penis mention, Blasphemy, SO MUCH BLASPHEMY, weapons, war mention. Mind the warnings and your health always comes first. Its a HILARIOUS story, I promise.
As always, all the names have been changed to protect people’s identities. This is a long one, so Press J now if you want to skip it.
When my dad was a young man and still a practicing catholic, he participated in a small church communion that nearly got him and six other people excommunicated.
Father Patrick ran a small church outside of California Polytechnical and tended to be… rather more liberal in his interpretations of scripture than most of the church was, which made him something of a hit with the local students and liberally-inclined populace. Pat went to all manner of civil demonstrations, condemned the shit out of the vietnam war and the politics that lead to it and so on. In January of 1969 a series of incidents lead him to start exploring “nontraditional” means of holding Mass as a means of reaching out to his community and exploring his own faith, which ultimately culminated in the 1969 Easter Mass Incident.
For those of you who weren’t raised catholic, Communion is this ritual where you become one with Jesus by eating a really horrible bland wafer cookie and taking a shot of wine (called hosts), which then *literally* become the flesh and blood of jesus in your mouth, allowing him to become one with you. It’s big McFucking deal, and you have the opportunity to take communion at every mass. All this had to be explained to me second-hand because after this and Dad’s 51 days in the army, Dad decided he wouldn’t inflict religion on any children he might have in the future.
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“Hey dad,” Six-year old me asked the first time he told me this story after my practicing friends were talking about getting wine at church. “Isn’t that cannibalism?”
“We’re getting to that.” He waved.
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The First Incident in January when, due to a serious cock-up by the church, all the hosts Father Pat received were moldering and spoiled and probably would have killed someone if he’d actually fed anyone them. But it was the first mass of the year, when a peak number of people came in after vowing to got to church more for new year’s. He couldn’t NOT have communion.
“I’ll bake.” offered Maria, the parish secretary and probably the best baker in the county. “So we have hosts. Jesus will understand.”
Father Patrick, not one to pass up the chance at Maria’s cooking, immediately agreed.
A Host is supposed to be composed solely of unleavened wheat flour and water, which is why they taste terrible. It’s a theological point of some importance relating to Exodus or something but Maria had an important theological counterpoint: Jesus both divine and loves all his children, ergo, Jesus would neither be a nasty bland cracker nor want his children to suffer as such and so instead, she made Mexican wedding cookies.
They were a SPECTACULAR hit. Many praises were heaped upon father patrick for the Much Better Wafers and that they’d be sure to show up next week as long as Maria kept making them. Father Patrick figuring that hey, anything that gets people in the doors is good and really, if it was turning into Jesus once inside the parishioner, did it really matter what the wafers were made of? So he continued to let Maria bake the Hosts, and encouraged her to try out new flavors, like nutmeg and cinnamon.
This went on swimmingly for a few weeks until The Bishop showed up for a surprise visit the same week Maria decided to experiment with rainbow sprinkles.
Dad remembers hearing the bishop through the windows roaring “THE HOLY BODY OF CHRIST DOES! NOT! CONTAIN! RAINBOW! SPRINKLES!”
The matter went clean up to The Archbishop, who decided that while Pat was probably right to not feed spoiled hosts to his parish, he should attend some remedial classes to remember what Communion was all about, so that if it happened again, he’s come up with a more suitable substitute.
Father Patrick returned in late March, full of spite and some fascinating new ideas.
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“Is this where the Cannibalism happens?” Six-year-old me asked, eager to get to the good parts.
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At his remedial classes, the teacher had stressed the importance of transubstantiation, aka “That bit where the wafer and wine, Actually, Literally, become the flesh of Jesus Christ and we expect you to swallow.” Also on the syllabus was understanding the importance of Christ’s suffering and sacrifice.
“So, I was thinking about Easter Service.” Said father Patrick one afternoon while dad was doing his computer science homework at the church because his dorm was a barely-standing fire hazard and the library was where you went to have sex.
“Well, we do re-enactments for christmas. Why not on easter? Why not re-enact the crucifixion of Christ right here? Make it real for everyone. Trauma’s great for bonding a community together.”
“Who’s playing Jesus?” asked Maria, always one for a good laugh.
“That’s the thing- A Host, it doesn’t look much like flesh, right? Doesn’t look like much of anything, really. Not great for reinforcing one’s belief.
What if, instead, we- and I mean you, Maria, I can’t cook to save my life- make a man-sized loaf of bread, maybe in the shape of a T, and we have some of the boys dress up as romans and whip the bread and we pour the wine on so it’s bleeding and them- then we make a big wooden cross and actually nail the bread to it with, I don’t know, railroad spikes, more wine all over. And we raise the cross, all while telling the story of the crucifixion.”
He paused to take a drink, Maria slowly crumpling onto the floor in horrified laughter and Dad now thoroughly distracted from his homework.
“Then we lower the cross, and invite everyone who wants to take communion up to tear a hunk of Jesus off. Just descend into his corpse like vultures. I think that’d really be a good bonding experience for the church.” he nodded thoughtfully. “The hard, part, I suppose, will be finding enough romans.”
“I WANNA BE LONGINUS.” bellowed my father, barreling into the room.
And so, the plan was hatched. Dad hit up every other guy in the Church and eventually rounded up four more romans, three of them from the Education Department of Cal Poly, and one guy from Chemistry, who just liked to watch things burn.
This, being a play, naturally meant that there was a rehearsal, and test Bread jesus. Maria had decided that if they were going to start being extra-literal, she needed to make the most lifelike Bread jesus possible, and made a distressingly buff and human-proportioned Jesus by Advanced bread-braiding, complete with plaited hair, quail’s-egg-and-raisin eyes, bready muscle groups, and an eight-pack because why not make the lord completely shredded?* She also made the important theological decision that since Jesus loves everyone and was happy to die in spite of all his suffering, he should be smiling, and had a toothy corn-kernel smile. He was Wonderful and Terrifying all at once.
“Maria,” asked Father Patrick after a few minutes of delighted and horrified cooing over Jesus’ toothy grin and abdominals. “Why is he wearing a tea-towel?
“Well, he’s the Son of God. A Man. With all that entails.” She said, pointedly staring at Father Patrick while everyone stared at the suspiciously lumpy tea-towel. “And he might have… burnt, slightly.”
Everyone nodded and agreed that the tea-towel was the best course of action. The rehearsal goes splendidly and everyone agrees that this is the most delicious Jesus they’ve ever had.
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Easter Sunday arrives and the Church is PACKED, from the more lapsed Catholics showing up for a high holiday, parents visiting for spring break and a whole horde of newcomers who had gotten wind that something was up and they ought to come.
Dad is a lanky as hell 21-year old composed mostly of technical jargon and acne but he is STOKED to be playing Longinus, the roman that speared Jesus on the cross, because he gets to do the BEST technical effect in the whole parade. Since he came in at the end me missed a good portion of the sermon, but did hear the “oooh” from the crowd as the massive cross was dragged in by the other Romans, followed by horrified gasps and high screams and a discernible “What the FUCK” as they brought in Bread Jesus 2.0, whipping him enthusiastically, and hammering him into the cross, the sound of wine splashing onto the floor loud in the terrified silence of that Parishioners.
Finally Father Patrick gets to the part about Longinus, and Dad comes sprinting down the aisle as hard as he can, because in order for Bread Jesus to be seen by everyone, his middle had to be about 10 feet off the ground, so Dad had to run, shrieking latin curses, down the length of the church, with a big honking spear and take a flying leap at Jesus in order to spear him in the gut.
Please take moment to imagine you are some normal god-fearing catholic who has decided to visit little bobby or maybe patricia at college and you’re all going to church together like a nice family and this Fucking madman has decided to go all Silence of the Lambs on mass and now there’s some sort of underfed translucently pale man in ill-fitting Roman armor and cape flying at a horrifying glutinous effigy of your lord and savior, with an actual fucking spear, screaming like a madman. Don’t you feel yourself drawing closer to God already? Defensively, perhaps, like an octopus trying to ooze itself into a crevice against the horrors of the ocean.
However, two things happen that were not planned on
1. Dad misses. In his defense, Bread Jesus is close to but not quite the size of a man- more like the size of a doughy teenager, and his middle is a small target 10 feet up in the air and dad is has a computer science minor, not an athletics scholarship. He misses by about 8 inches and instead very solidly stabs Bread Jesus right through the groin, leaving a big hole in Maria’s tea-towel and the spear jutting out at a decidedly… attentive angle, as Bread Jesus’s Bread Dick drops to the floor with a splat. Nobody notices this, however because
2. In rehearsal, Dad had managed to get the spear right in jesus’s navel but neither Father Patrick nor the other romans could get the wine up there to make his middle appropriately bloodied.
Maria come up with the Genius solution that since wine is made of grapes and Jam is made of grapes, she could make a jelly-filled Jesus for Dad to stab. There was a normal-sized test loaf and when dad stabbed it on the table, it had a nicely gooey dribbling effect.
However, this time the loaf was torso-sized, still hot from the oven and upright, so when dad speared the very end of the loaf, all the steam-pressured jam had collected at the bottom and a spray of lukewarm smuckers exploded out from bread jesus, turning the first three pews into a splash zone of symbolic entrails.
There was a hot, sticky minute of complete silence in the church after that.
Then, Father Patrick indicated it was time for the cross to be lowered, and continued on with the normal preparations of the Host, he himself covered in hot smuckers, as though nothing particularly ordinary was occuring, quietly kicking the bread-dick under the altar. At the end of it all, Father Patrick and invited everyone up with the Last Oration:
“Thou, O God, has kindly allowed us to have a part in this Holy Sacrifice; for this we give Thee thanks. Accept it now to Thy glory and be ever mindful of our weakness. Amen.”
…And everybody came up, shuffling like terrified zombies, pinching off tiny bits at first but then the madness took them and they began tearing apart bread jesus by the handful, weeping as they partook, scattered prayers and begging for forgiveness. The whole congregation was kneeling about the altar, tearful and united in their guilt and their need for God.
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“IS CHURCH ALWAYS LIKE THAT?” six-year-old me asked, absolutely stoked. I’d convert on the spot if I got a show like that.
“No, it’s normally bland wafers and lots of chanting in latin.”
“Well that’s boring as hell.” I remember muttering and Dad snorting the coffee he was drinking out of his nose.
*
As people filed silently out of the Church to a gloriously sunny California afternoon, faces wan and smeared with wine and jam, Father patrick turned to Maria and asked “You don’t think that was too much, do you?”
“No.” Said Maria with a sarcastic deadpan so intense it was hard to tell from sincerity.
It was the exact same tone she used when the Archbishop and Six other high clergy showed up, clutching a letter someone had written, Livid and almost foaming at the mouth, demanding to know if such blasphemy had transpired.
“No. That’s crazy.” She said, staring down the archbishop like he was an idiot.
“Such imaginations some people have!” Said Father Patrick, much less convincingly.
“And you- you didn’t… Spear an effigy of our lord and savior?” the archbishop demanded of my father.
“Do I look like I can jump that high?” Dad asked, having in the interim been drafted for 51 days then nearly died of pneumonia from it, and therefore no longer afraid of the Church, the Law or God.
Somewhat relieved that he’d only received the extremely detailed ramblings of a doddering parishioner, the Archbishop sat down and complemented Maria on her most excellent Mexican Wedding Cookies, may he please have another plate for his nerves? Perhaps the ones with sprinkles?
Dad went on to help build the internet, Father Patrick converted to Buddhism and Maria became a Nun.
*For those of you wondering, Jesus was made of Challah.
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C’mon Japan, are you guys even trying?
Um okay but. Your so called “western” Jack Frost is from Shin Megami Tensei, a JAPANESE game. Your so called “Japanese” Jack Frost is from Rise of the Guardians, a film produced in AMERICA. You got your countries of origin mixed up there.
Sorry, but you must be mistaken here. The Jack on the left is from the American game Super Monster Time, and the Jack on the right is from the Japanese shoujo anime Gaadianzu Densetsu no Yuusha-tachi.
No @imsopop is right
No I’m sorry but you’re clearly mistaken. This is why Japan is so behind the times. It’s super apparent when you compare western classics like Earthbound to Japanese ripoffs like Andaateiru.
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Ghost Trick sprite redraws! The GT and Ace Attorney art styles go together nicely …

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You ever think about how unified humanity is by just everyday experiences? Tudor peasants had hangnails, nobles in the Qin dynasty had favorite foods, workers in the 1700s liked seeing flowers growing in pavement cracks, a cook in medieval Iran teared up cutting onions, a mom in 1300 told her son not to get grass stains on his clothes, some girl in the past loved staying up late to see the sun rise.
there are scriptures all over the world painstakingly crafted hundreds of years ago with paw prints and spelling mistakes or drawings covering up mistakes. a bunch of teenage girls 2000 years ago gathered to walk around their hometown, getting fast food and laughing with their friends. two friends shared blankets before people lived in houses. a mother ran a fine comb through her child’s hair and told it to stop squirming sometime in the 1000s. there are covered up sewing mistakes in couture dresses from the 1800s, some poor roman burnt their food so well past recognition that they just buried the entire pot. there are broken dishes hidden in gardens of people no one even remembers anymore
children eleven thousand years ago enjoyed jumping around in puddles made from the footprints of a giant sloth. children loved muddy puddles so long ago there were still megafauna alive
There’s a record of an emperor of Japan in the 9th century talking about his cat - how pretty it is, and how it stalks birds and curls up in a circle and meows mournfully for company and escaped its collar. All completely normal ordinary cat things. And then it ends with him saying “it is superior to all other cats”. I am delighted to be united across 1200 years with this fellow cat owner with exactly the same feelings about his cat that I have about mine.
With October just around the corner, NASA has released its latest Galaxy of Horrors posters. Presented in the style of vintage horror movie advertisements. As fun and creative as all three posters are, they're based on real phenomena. 🎃
Can you hear this exoplanet screaming?
As HD 80606 b approaches its star from an extreme, elliptical orbit, it suffers star-grazing torture that causes howling, supersonic winds and shockwave storms across the planet. Its torturous journey boils its atmosphere to a hellish 2,000 degrees Fahrenheit every 111 days, roasting both its light and dark sides. HD 80606b will never escape this scorching nightmare.
This bone-chilling force will leave you shivering alone in terror!
An unseen power is prowling throughout the cosmos, driving the universe to expand at a quickening rate. This relentless pressure, called dark energy, is nothing like dark matter, that mysterious material only revealed by its gravitational pull. Dark energy offers a bigger fright: pushing galaxies farther apart over trillions of years, leaving the universe to an inescapable, freezing death in the pitch black expanse of outer space.
Cygnus X-1 Presents:
It’s Dinner Time and You’re The Meal!
Lurking in our galaxy, approximately 6,000 light-years from Earth, is a monster named CygnusX-1. This black hole, which has about 14.8 times the mass of our Sun, will stretch and squeeze anything it captures in its immense gravity. Cygnus X-1 is waiting, snacking on its neighboring star. Don’t get too close, or you’ll become its next meal!
This chillingly haunted galaxy mysteriously stopped making stars only a few billion years after the Big Bang! It became a cosmic cemetery, illuminated by the red glow of decaying stars. Dare to enter, and you might encounter the frightening corpses of exoplanets or the final death throes of once-mighty stars.
Something strange and mysterious creeps throughout the cosmos. Scientists call it dark matter. It is scattered in an intricate web that forms the skeleton of our universe. Dark matter is invisible, only revealing its presence by pushing and pulling on objects we can see. NASA’s Roman Space Telescope will investigate its secrets. What will be revealed?
In the depths of the universe, the cores of two collapsed stars violently merge to release a burst of the deadliest and most powerful form of light, known as gamma rays. These beams of doom are unleashed upon their unfortunate surroundings, shining a million trillion times brighter than the Sun for up to 30 terrifying seconds. No spaceship will shield you from the blinding destruction of the gamma ray ghouls!
These doomed worlds were among the first and creepiest to be discovered as they orbit an undead star known as a pulsar. Pulsar planets like Poltergeist and its neighboring worlds, Phobetor and Draugr, are consumed with constant radiation from the star’s core. Nothing but the undead can subsist in this most inhospitable corner of the galaxy.
This far-off blue planet may look like a friendly haven – but don’t be deceived! Weather here is deadly. The planet’s cobalt blue color comes from a hazy, blow-torched atmosphere containing clouds laced with glass. Howling winds send the storming glass sideways at 5,400 mph (2km/s), whipping all in a sickening spiral. It’s death by a million cuts on this slasher planet!
It is time
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Kaena my beloved
im not an original person but what if samus was more messed up from her surgery in fusion?
this isn't the samus we have but it's the one we deserved. never played a metroid game but this is already worlds better than anything the smash games have to offer.