#and I have to have the game Dx

[eggsrblue]

ANOTHER!!! (this time shitty) Doodle dump!!!

[munchboxart]

Paying my knight tax

[krysmcscience]

I will be the first to admit I'm not the best at drawing animal or furry characters, but I wanted to get something scribbled down in my Non-Goof style, anyway. Plus, I've been enjoying the many reference pages folks were posting of their own designs for the Lamb and Narinder, so, uh. Here's mine, I guess! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

do not comment on how long narinder's tail is or i swear to the lamb i will make it even longer next time >:]

[sonysakura]

Story time! ✨

Back when I got into Sonic there were only two games available at local retail stores: SADX and Sonic Heroes. Obv I wanted both and since we didn't have any allowance and no money of our own (aside from tiny amount of change we got for grocery shopping chore), it had to be only one and had to wait for my birthday. A couple of months after I learn about these CDs my birthday finally rolls around and! I get SADX! Of course, we immediately try to install it which it does… but the game crashes right after the intro. Reinstalled, fiddled with the settings, etc. Same results… So we take it to the store with the receipt and everything, the girl there checks the disc out for scratches, then pops it into their PC, installs the game and it works perfectly, she shrugs and says tough luck, no returns for perfectly good CDs 😭 You don't know how many times I rewatched that SA1 intro as it was the only piece of the game I had…

My best friend later let me install the game on her PC but with a prerequisite that we play the game together, so there were some parts I never played with my own hands, and then she had to uninstall the game before we could complete it anyway for some reason I don't remember…

Then another friend lets me borrow his SADX CD that was a repack with pre-rendered cutscenes cut from it so there was no intro for example. It installs and it actually plays! But at random times it crashes (not every session!) and sometimes it freezes our PC, and finally it manages to make it bluescreen. That's when Dad bans the game forever 😭😭

When I got my own laptop though, I was in a very time-consuming university (and then work) and didn't have time for gaming 🤷 So it had to be 2020 for me to be able to replay SADX properly. And hey, it was installed from that very same 2004 CD I got for my birthday =D

[tinyangrynerd]

me, autistic and adhd having:

"why yes. i would love to spontaneous start a massive, long winded project cataloging every weapon in a dead dragon MMO. listing full information for drop levels, rarity, and locations :]"

[fruitsofhell]

Goin' strong on a year of struggling to process RTDL DX's fucking Magolor ethnicity twist, but I think I've come to maybe my third eye-opener on why it happened.

The core of Magolor's character is that he is a nobody who pretended to be someone y'know? Even when it was implied he was from Halcandra, you got this image of a little runt living in a hellscape dotted with vestiges of a great past, and one that he lied and stole his way into, ultimately in order to get his hands on the symbol of ownership over it right?

But if he's from Halcandra, to a lot of people and probably the writers, that would imply that there IS something special and deserved of his hoarding of the Ancient's glory. In fandom I often see a character being implied to be RELATED to the Ancients meaning they *ARE* an Ancient. They ARE an important old fart with a lot of history and knowledge, but I have personally never seen it that way.

I LOVE history. I LOVE HISTORY AND ANTHROPOLOGY SO MUCH, and I love thinking about history, mythology, and people as symbiotic living things and concepts, so to me, INSTANTLY the most intriguing route is for the Ancients to be a myth and whoever is left to Just Be A Guy. Maybe they can trace direct heritage, but more than anything they are a person living in the shadow of something, there is nothing but the shadow, and the shadow is that Legacy of The Ancients. Whether it be Hyness ranting and raving about a magic and religion he fundamentally misunderstands, or Magolor claiming an artifact that may've ironically been what brought his home to such ruin.

But I think the writers want to avoid Magolor being Halcandran - to the point of not just leaving it open, or hinting to the negative, BUT EXPLICITLY SAYING 'NO' - because they don't want to say that he is special or deserving of the legacy he is so fascinated with by birthright. But simply, I love writing characters who DO have birthright to things they seek. They're just not informed that birthright is fucking stupid in my headcanon and they will suffer for that.

[umblrspectrum]

so gamebreaker

[thesleeplessdream]

☠️ My Chosen ☠️ Name: Sif Race: Drow Age: 28 Class: Rogue Background: Noble

Sturdy and quiet till you get to know her, 'to the point' kinda girl and don't take shit from neither fiends nor ghouls

Her mother came from a House but choose to disown her family name in pursuit of 'greater purpose' and instead sought the aid and affection from a different god. (I don't wanna spoil for you but if you know what the Dark Urge is then you know which god I'm talking about ☠️)

She's currently bed/heart buddies with Astarion and plans to keep it that way. With them sharing similar backgrounds of trauma they can 'even compare notes' as Astarion once put it

Although not personally sworn to Lolth she decided to take in Minthara in her company/camp and is trying to grow a closer bond with her as well, Drow gotta stick together

She wields two weapons, preferring scimitars but currently being forced with a staff and longsword because the only good elegant weapons so far are 2 rapiers and Astarion has those -_-

[constantwarriorblogs-blog]

I am taking a short break from SA2 since I've been playing it a lot, so here are some screenshots I took of A Jet Set Radio mod for SADX while I was trying it out

It even lets you Tag buildings with graffiti! This mod rules!

I seriously need to play Jet Set Radio now, that game looks awesome!

[perenlop]

my hope for the pokemon presents that i know will not happen is gates to infinity remake ok bye

[jupiter--dream]

"I should lower my standards for myself because I've never played a rhythm game before and it's late at night so I'm even less coordinated than usual" I say through gritted teeth, one missed combo away from rage quitting the game because I just started today and I can't full combo the song on normal difficulty

[cookinguptales]

I know this is from a glorified salt advertisement, but you know what, I did need this today.

[griseldabanks]

for the ask game, would you do #23 for link and zelda?

Let Me Count the Ways ask game

Prompt: "I feel like we've met before…."

“You only want to go there because you think she'll be there.”

“I do not!” Link retorted, hanging his helmet on Epona's handlebars while holding his phone to his ear with the other hand. “I'm going to study for midterms, like I said. Not my fault you didn't want to come along.”

“And watch Malon making googly eyes at you the whole time? No thanks.”

Link paused halfway through slinging his backpack over his shoulder. “What? Malon?”

He could practically hear the rolled eyes across the phone line. “Oh brother. She's had her eye on you since orientation!”

“Really? How can you tell?”

“Because I have eyes in my head!”

Suddenly, Link spotted a familiar pink backpack weaving through the tables outside the coffee shop, heading towards the door. “Sorry, Navi, gotta go.”

“Hey! Listen to me—“

He hung up and darted over to the front door, managing to reach it just in time. He grabbed the door and pulled it open.

The girl who'd been reaching for it started at his sudden appearance, then let her extended hand fall back to her side. “Oh...thanks!”

She smiled up at him before stepping inside, and for one glorious moment, their eyes met. Link grinned stupidly, but she'd already passed him.

Heart pounding in his chest, Link followed her into Lon Lon Cafe. He stuffed his hands into the pocket of his green hoodie, trying to act casual as he stepped into line right behind her. He glanced up at the girl behind the cash register, and the pleasant giddiness in his chest deflated somewhat as he remembered what Navi had said. Sure enough, Malon spotted him and immediately shot him a grin, tucking a lock of red hair behind her ear. And she kept glancing at him as she listened to the next customer's order.

Link looked back at the girl in front of him instead. Zelda. So was so pretty, her blonde hair pulled back in a half-ponytail, golden earrings dangling from her ears and catching the light.... And there was an elegance to all of her movements, even simply in the way she pulled her wallet out of her purse. Like a princess...if princesses ever graced college-town coffee shops.

Suddenly, she looked over her shoulder and turned to face him. “Hey, do I know you?”

The bottom dropped out of Link's stomach. “What?”

Zelda cocked her head to one side. “I feel like we've met before....”

Link swallowed, mouth suddenly dry. “Uh...History 101. Professor Rauru.”

Zelda's face brightened with recognition, and somehow she looked even more beautiful that way. “That's it! So are you ready for—“

“Next!”

With a little start, Zelda quickly turned around and stepped up to the front of the line. While she was ordering her drink, Link couldn't help noticing that Malon wasn't smiling anymore, but answering Zelda tersely and stabbing at the register with more force than necessary.

When it was his turn to order, Link was a little nervous at how Malon would receive him, but to his relief, the second her eyes landed on him, a huge smile lit up her face again. He might have been imagining things, but he thought he detected a hint of sharpness in her gaze that wasn't there normally. “What can I get you?”

Link opened his mouth to reply, but she talked over him.

“Pumpkin spice latte, right? As usual?”

He'd actually been thinking of trying out something different this time, but she was already ringing him up, and he did like anything pumpkin spice-flavored, so he remained silent and just handed over a couple blue rupee notes.

Zelda was still waiting for her drink at the other end of the counter, and Link's heart skipped a beat when she glanced up from her phone as he strode over to her to wait as well. “So, what's your major?” she asked, her blue eyes bright and interested.

“Uh...undeclared, so far,” Link admitted, feeling his cheeks go warm. “I came in with an archery scholarship, but I don't know if that's what I want to go with....”

“Well, that's okay,” Zelda said. “You're a freshman, right? You've got plenty of time to figure it out.”

“Wait, are you not a freshman?”

Zelda giggled. “Oh—no, I'm a sophomore. I just didn't get around to history last year. I wanted to take harp lessons, and my schedule didn't work out.”

“So you're a music major?” Link brightened at that. Maybe he should've signed up for singing lessons or something after all.

“For now,” Zelda said with a thoughtful frown. “I love the harp, but I've been thinking about switching to political science instead. Do some real good in the world, you know?”

The more they talked, the more relaxed Link felt, just like he was talking to Navi or Saria—except that every time their eyes met, he felt a glorious swoop in his stomach. “Maybe your harp can usher in world peace,” he said with a grin.

As Zelda laughed, the barista slid their drinks across the counter towards them. “So do you play any instruments?”

“Oh, just the ocarina—“

They both reached for their drinks at the same time. Both froze, staring at the backs of their hands. Link's left, Zelda's right. Like a strangely geometric birthmark, against their pale skin was the clear outline of a triangle divided into four smaller triangles. On Link's hand, the smaller triangle on the bottom right was filled in; on Zelda's, it was the bottom left.

Link stared at their hands, the marks upon them perfect mirrors of each other. For his whole life, his soul mark had been there, as familiar a sight as the moles and freckles on his arms. He knew it was supposed to be a reflection of his soul, and the legends went that somewhere out there, his soulmate bore the mirror image of it. But who that person was, or if he'd ever meet them...that just wasn't something he bothered thinking about too much.

Just like anyone, there had certainly been times when he'd wondered who his soulmate was. Growing up, he'd compared soul marks with his friends—Saria had been extremely disappointed when she realized that the swirly mark on her shoulder was nothing like his soul mark. In idle moments, he would daydream about whether his soulmate would turn out to be someone he married, like his parents, or a really good friend, or maybe even one of his children someday.

But then life got busy, and there was no time to think about something so frivolous when school and archery club ate up so much of his time. If he ever met his soulmate, he would deal with it then.

Then was now.

Slowly, Link's eyes traveled up Zelda's arm to her eyes, which were open wide with shock. “Does this mean...?”

“You're...m-my....”

“Oh my!” Zelda's face instantly grew as red as a tomato, and she whirled away from him, covering her cheeks with her hands. Link's eyes were glued to the back of her right hand. The soul mark was unmistakable.

Without warning, Zelda began speed-walking back through the cafe, almost knocking into several people on her way out.

“Wait—Zelda!” Link grabbed both of their drinks and rushed after her, finally catching up to her where she had collapsed into a chair at one of the tables under an umbrella out front.

Hesitantly, Link set Zelda's drink down in front of her, then slipped his backpack off his shoulder and sank into the chair across the table. He looked over at her staring fixedly at the cast-iron tabletop as if she could melt it with a glance.

Just to have something to do, Link sipped his pumpkin spice latte, but it scalded his tongue, so he set it aside.

She was so pretty, even with the blush extending all the way down her neck. Actually, the blush made her look even prettier, the pink tinge of her skin setting off the pink shirt she wore.

She's my soulmate, he thought numbly. All I wanted was to talk to her, maybe ask her out eventually...and she's my soulmate. The most important person in my life.

“Um...sorry,” Zelda said with a shaky laugh, looking up at last and tucking a strand of golden hair behind her ear. “I didn't mean to run out, I just...that took me completely by surprise!”

“Yeah, uh...m-me too.”

They both realized at the same time that they were staring at each other's hands, and broke into nervous laughter.

“So, we're...soulmates.” Zelda let out a long breath. “No, saying it out loud didn't help. It still doesn't sound real.”

A sudden thought occurred to Link that made his heart sink. “Hey, um...just because of this,” he pointed at the back of his hand, “that doesn't mean we have to...I mean, it's just a legend. You don't have to feel, like, obligated to...to hang out with me or....”

To his relief, she smiled sweetly at him. “You're right. But...I'd still like to get to know you. If...you don't mind.”

“No, of course!” Link said, a little too quickly and too loudly. He cleared his throat, his cheeks burning again. “Can I buy you coffee or something sometime? I-I mean, I know we already got coffee, but....” Crap, he was making such a fool of himself....

But Zelda just giggled, hiding her smile behind the hand that bore the mirror image of his soul mark. “Yes, you can take me on a date sometime. But, um...what's your name, anyway?”

“Oh!” They'd been talking all this time, and he still hadn't introduced himself. “It's Link. Nice to meet you.”

Zelda cocked her head to one side. “Link...strange...it feels somehow familiar....”

Link realized he'd felt the same way, the first time he'd learned Zelda's name. He'd passed it off as merely thinking it was a pretty name, but...maybe it was a sign that their souls were bonded to each other.

Either way, as they sat at the coffee shop and continued to get to know each other, everything felt right with the world in a way it never had before.

[aecholapis]

Helios in Astral Chain as a Neuron transport helicopter *eyes emoji*

[sonysakura]

Sonic Adventure DX (2004): from Super Sonic's Adventure cutscenes

This last line is the most important line in the whole game to me. It implies this: Knuckles values Sonic's opinion a lot and/or believes Sonic is on the same level of knowledge or even more knowledgeable than him when it comes to Chaos Emeralds. Sonic's connection to the Emeralds has always fascinated me, but for Knuckles or other characters to acknowledge it, too? Always a treat 💎

[justablah56]

soooooooo how ya feeling?

wagt the fuck ,,..,,.,,