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The mystique of SciFi is solved and will never come up again. --- My goal is to make a take so catastrophically bad that I get assassinated

Good morning gamers. I am playing Armored Core 6. I am not normal about it in the slightest.

Tomorrow was going to be a big day. Tomorrow was going to be violent, possibly disruptive. Tomorrow was going to be painful for everybody involved - mentally, for some, but mostly physically. It was unfortunate, then, that Donavan found himself with a bout of insomnia. It wasn't a new...

Now, killing Daoud was definitely not a good idea. A trail of blood leading back to him wasn't exactly ideal, but it beat being dead, and at least there was some level of shielding from repercussions in the form of protection from the mob. For now at least. Further, it made sense Connor had...

Ah. So it wasn't actually an interview. It made sense, looking back at it, that the organizers wanted Daoud gone. He had ran his mouth, and revealed too much of his hand - he was the weak link in this mafia business. It was only reasonable to assume that the organizers had bugged most of the...

Donavan was the last person to make it to the hotel. Having wasted quite the sum of time hunting for a camera, he moseyed across the lobby and started back towards the room. Everybody seemed like they were in a big hurry to get around the giant lobby flatscreen. Given the heightened publicity of...

It didn't take Donavan long to find a little video store, although "little" was certainly being a little generous. There was enough room inside for 2, 3 people maximum. Thankfully the place seemed deserted. He stepped inside, scooted past some of the shelves and wound up in front of a small...

If your laptop sucks, post here. If you think all laptops suck, post here. My ASUS ROG Zephyrus G14 2021 laptop sucks. It gets way too hot all the time, can't hold a charge to save its life, and somehow doesn't have enough RAM for really anything despite having 16 gigs. Since everything is...

The old man seemed to be suffering from a stroke of smarts, given that he went weirdly quiet. Donavan looked over at him, expecting for him to say something in addition to his muttering, but either he never said anything or he forgot. Or both. "You got something to add?" He waited a little...

"Right. We don't know where he is exactly, but if you challenge him in public he will come," The old man was surprisingly quick to the party, and he certainly had a point. If the gang could lure out Bek into somewhere a little more open, they could probably win. "I nagged on and on about him out...

His phone buzzed again. Once again, he declined. "Actually, don't answer that. I just... let you do your thing. I'm a street fighter, not a wrestler." His phone buzzed once more, persisting into his conversation. "Uhh, give me a second-" and he stepped away. Donavan fumbled in his pocket...

No Surprises - Radiohead (OK Computer) A heart that's full up like a landfill A job that slowly kills you Bruises that won't heal You look so tired, unhappy Bring down the government They don't, they don't speak for us I'll take a quiet life A handshake of carbon monoxide And no alarms and no...

The new guy wasn't a chemist, or a pharmacist, or a hunter, or Crocodile Dundy. He was just a regular guy, like the rest of the gang. Donavan really, really wanted to be sure that trusting Rivera was a good idea on this, and it wasn't exactly promising. We're dead. "Hey, if you wanna tango...

At least they had a new ally. At a glance, this Trent fellow didn't have that much of a... chemist vibe to him. Didn't chemists have those outrageously white lab coats? Or were they the hazmat suits? Or did Donavan just watch too much breaking bad? It was probably the last one. Still, if Rivera...

"Old Asteroid" - Valentine, Starfield (minor non-story spoiler) I miss my dear Darling and New Atlantis, As I wander the Blackness of the deep abyss. My Ship is in tatters all dented and worn, But I trust my old engine to get back by morn. Way ho, out in the blackness, Way ho, out in the void...

With the hotel now as quiet as it was going to get, Donavan glanced over to the windows to see if any cops were coming. It was silly, he knew nobody was going to arrest him, just a force of habit from his occupation. What he did see, though, lingered a bit longer than he would've liked - and...

Vesti la Giubba - Pagliacci Recitar! Mentre preso dal delirio, Non so più quel che dico, E quel che faccio! Eppur è d'uopo, sforzati! Bah! sei tu forse un uom! Tu se' Pagliaccio! Vesti la giubba, E la faccia infarina La gente paga, e rider vuole qua. E se Arlecchin t'invola Colombina, Ridi...

This World is Not My Home - Ben Babbitt Cover (which, IMHO, is so much better than the original) This world is not my home I’m just passin' through My treasures and my hopes are placed beyond the blue Many friends and kin have gone on before and I can't feel at home in this world anymore Oh...

An excellent idea, for sure! Just a little spitball idea, would a "camera man" of sorts be a neat idea to play with? Someone who tags along with no real paranormal experience, charged with documenting absolutely everything? Obviously if this doesn't fit I'd still be interested regardless, just a...

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