Constantly crying to a funky beat.

What still pisses me off abt fallout 4 is how, in simple text, it is a doomed narrative haunted by both your dead spouse and the child you're tearing the wasteland apart to find. You walk through the park you conceived Shawn in and find children's comic books he would have liked. You go to places you graduated, or were set to give a speech at. You scavenge from the store you probably bought your baby food from. Your home is literally torn asunder and unrecognizable but you recognize it. You pass houses you might have had friends at. Dealerships you might have gotten your car from. The robotics store you got Codsworth from, the only other person who knows what you mean and who you're talking about when you go "I used to take my partner here for dinner," "I had photos of Shawn in this child's swing," "This was the first road I drove on when I got my license."

He must have, like…

Now it’s a fun buddy cop show.

Serious, workaholic cynical cop Johan SacreBleu, still mourning his dead husband, finds himself teamed up with eccentric private detective Pierre Baguette as they try to solve this case, while falling for each other

People don't like to admit it bcs cringe or w/e but Homestuck really did revolutionize the webcomic as a storytelling medium and I am endlessly frustrated that before webcomic artists could really stretch our legs fucking webtoonz swooped in, set a new, more restrictive standard, and then monetized and monopolized the ever living fuck out of the concept of The Webcomic until it drove away anyone who couldn't be a professional quality manga artist for free, and now the only webcomics that actually feel like spiritual successors to Homestuck are so obscure they're basically cult classics that you have to beg people to read.