I’ve been playing Coral Island and I keep thinking… why am I not playing the superior game?
Mentally ill woman in my late 30s.
I’m here to help!
(Formerly of lemmy.world and of kbin.social before that.)
I’ve been playing Coral Island and I keep thinking… why am I not playing the superior game?
I was thinking of that guy who raped her multiple times and had HIV. I really need that guy to have more than “some time to think about what you’ve done” because he’d probably jerk off to it. :(
Normally I’m 100% for this, it’s just that this particular case seems so evil and egregious…
She wouldn’t let the fisherman look in her wooden box, so they came up with this while story about her being a foreign princess, married for convenience, and took an illicit lover, so they killed her lover and put his head in the box and set her to sea.
That is an insane amount of bananas details for “she has a box and won’t let us see what’s inside.”
I do want to warn you it hits hard. The album hits hard and the visuals really twist the knife.
Also as my quickest early game hat, the garbage can lid is chef’s kiss.
“This metal will shield me from the sun!” - my ginger ass
I love this. Nothing like standing in a field, cromching an unwashed veggie.
I want to open it overseas! Export some actual American culture.
I also want to have special football nights where we put the game on and do snack food appetizers. Pigs in a blanket, a couple crackpots of little smokies, chips and dip. There’s a big sign out front that says when we offer tea we mean southern style sweet tea, so please ask for unsweetened if that’s what you want!
So many ways this could be done right.
Stoked to be part of the answering force!
Moissanite is the absolute best.
Downright folksy.
I’m not guessing nothin.
I do the same.
“Here’s my thoughts. But since the consequences of your decisions are yours, make sure you want to listen to me.”
I want to understand, intrinsically, and be able to manipulate to my liking, all the financial systems of the world.
At worst, I’d quickly become a well-paid accountant. At best, I’d become an extremely talented, untraceable, modern Robin Hood.