#troblsomthots

I'm out there getting dragged around by giant alien machines that gurgle to communicate, zapped by lightning, trapped by LIVING WRECKAGE, haunted by crash test dummies, I get caught in an acid rainstorm that sends great globs of burning mucus through the atmosphere and nearly destroys my only mode of transportation; and I barely make it back to the garage with all of my wheels on, forget if they're intact.

I have had a shitty shitty run trying to grind for this electric car (still 700 swamp coral away from my goal) and that woman just can NOT leave well enough alone, can she? DOCTOR OPHELIA TURNER The mother of LIM technology and the cornerstone of ARDA science and technology, most likely trapped in the zone just like I am, drinking her days away instead of actually helping me get out of here, has made no efforts to hide the fact that she does not care if I live or die.

"You know, I can't imagine how a combustion engine car is still running out there, especially the way you drive it."

I did it, I beat the game. I finished Pacific Drive.

I AM NOT OKAY!!!!

I am so far from okay. I don't know if I'll be able to sleep. this is so messed up and so wrong, but also so good.

I WANT to explore the rest of hte zones, that much is true. I 100% want to, but, but my character motivation was to go HOME. That was the entire point of the game! The entire point of using the remnant to explore the zone and investigate and gather energy! The entire reason I complied in the first place!

I feel lied to! Used! Manipulated! Robbed!

Three people. Three people in this entire exclusion zone. Those are the only people I have had any semblance of human contact with and I can't even talk to them!!! Three people in this entire adventure. Three people being my only company, motivation, and guide.

One of them is dead. The other peaced out. There's only one left. One. One person in the entire world I'll be able to have any contact with for the rest of my days, and I bet you anything, they're going to die first. I have no way to contact them. They have no way to know I'm alive besides the data my car is sending them. We are alone and isolated in our own versions of this world, and I still have no way out.

I'm still going to try. I'm going to explore every road, investigate every piece of lore or tech or anomaly I come across. I'm still going to complete the catalogue and then maybe. Maybe something will come of it. Or maybe I'm wasting my time.

But I won't know until I try.

Feeling like going through my sketchbooks and marking all the ones I HAVE posted and then just mass post the rest with no context outside of the tags.

This game has me by the neck. It's so intriguing in a way I don't often get to experience. I'm not a regular gamer, and it's really easy to put me off from a game if it's either too bright, too busy, or too hard/forgiving for my fumbling hands. I like games that give me a goal, but let me get there at my own pace using whatever path I find works for me. Games that have a life lived within them, have a history, have a past and a future. Games that just are and what that is to me is determined by what I find and how I find it. Where lore is found on the surface, and answers are found deep beneath the earth. I can find those answers if I want them, or I can just play the game and let it be. I can get from point A to B and be done with it.

But I'm already planning on playing more, playing it again. I've made an actual shopping list of the materials I'll need to create and all-electric vehicle. I've imagined myself actually traversing these hellscapes, navigating both on foot and behind the wheel, I've pondered a no-car run since my first minute of playtime, and now, as I'm trying and failing to focus on other tasks that I need to complete, all I can think of is playing again.

TOTK had me pretty bad, but only up until I finished the game, I've hardly touched it since. Stardew Valley has had so many restarts, I couldn't tell you what the original plan for my first farm was if I tried. Minecraft? Forget it. Skyrim? Can't be bothered. Party games? I'm an introvert, parties are a very rare thing.

Pacific Drive makes me want to get out and explore almost as much as it makes me want to run crying back to the relative safety of my vehicle. The environments are beautifully crafted maps of confusing anomalies and debris, chock full of this or that, and brimming with an ambience so unenviably ominous that I feel like I'm back in the woods and all by myself.

My only real, both human AND intelligent, companions are voices on a radio. Voices of people that may not even be real. Voices that could have been recorded a day, a week, ten years ago, or maybe even some unknown future date. Time is weird here. I could be completely alone for all I know.

...or to draw your blorbo in a funny hat.

Finally making more progress on the next Chapter of StrayCat. Truth be told, I have a LOT written for it, but it's all for later scenes! And I can't publish any of those until I finish writing this next chapter. I'm chipping away at it a littler at a time, and it's only missing a handful of scenes before it's in proof.

I've also gone and given myself FAR too many ideas for doodles for a new upcoming AU

Y'all....

Y'all ain't ready for this.

I gave Erol a clipboard....and now he's the best character.