#disaterpieces

[mynonsenseistingling]

So, funny story*...

I'm doing one of the vehicle delivery gigs and I get to the drop off in Rancho Coronado North and there is a van just parked in the middle of the way. It was there the last time I was here too, so I go have a look at it.

Well I'll be, it's Judy's Sea Dragon. It has all her gear in it from Disaterpiece.

Hang on a minute

There's two of them

"That's odd!" I say "what are the chances", at which point I look over at the first one and see a third.

All of them are inaccessible. I guess they're assets for missions and this parking lot in Rancho Coronado North is where the devs store them.

As well as three Arasaka branded Valors, that are also inaccessible, and the Aldecaldos liveried Valor belonging to Trevor Brass

This one is odd since Trevor's car is still at the motel, I checked.

*Not funny as in haha, but funny as in huh?

ᵐᵃᵖ ˡᵒᶜᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ᵐᵒʳᵉ

[neon-pink-leitner]

Ran "Disaterpiece" last night.

Even after 500 plus hours of game play it's still a fucking toss up on whatever that quest causes me to have serious anxiety issues.

Personally, it's probably my least favorite mission in the game due to brutal medical imagery. By all means it fits the theme of the mission by far but goddamn does it have a high chance of giving me nightmares

[the-o-outcast]

(I know I'm a day late but) Happy 16 to one of the most chaotic heavy driven, and insanely monstrous violent albums by #Slipknot!!! Happy 16 #Iowa!!! I remember when I 1st heard this album, I was blown away with how "In your face" it was compared to the 1st album. Songs like "People=Shit" "The Heretic Anthem" and my personal favorite "#Disaterpiece" is a testament to that. Even the title track IOWA pushes the listener pass their own limits, a dark and twisted meaning with vomiting guttural vocals of Corey Taylor while cutting himself, bringing the intensity and darkest out of the record, also stripping naked to go into a deep dark place. Songs like "Everything Ends" which is Corey Taylor's suicide note points rage in a whole new direction. This album has influenced so many bands, as well as I musically. Although the band refuses to make another album like this due to them all almost dying while recording it. This Diasterpiece brought out the most of the band, yet their worse which ironically became their best. #Slipknot #Iowa #Happy16 #Metal #Music

[wizzardbaby]

Twilight isn't the worst piece of literature, it's only kind of shoddy writing, the characters suck, but like, if you tweaked that shit, it could be a masterpiece instead of a disaterpiece.

[teawesley]

The English language is a disaterpiece.

The fact that the sentence, ’ Jake rustled Jerry’s Jimmies by Joshing him about his Johnson in the John.’, makes any sense is remarkable.

[castlxs]

disaterpiece | pt. 1 (hoseok itfollows!au)

Genre: Angst/Smut, ItFollows!AU

Pairing: Hoseok x OC 

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: Light smut

Summary: "Can you see him, too?" 

"See who?" 

I shook my head in disbelief. After all these warnings, I wouldn't believe it. I hear from everyone, "Sleep with the wrong one, it will follow."

But, would he? Would he be the wrong one?

It all started. The night I walked to that local bar. I never went there for love, but boy, was it a week. The smell of sweat and the high buzz of alcohol surrounded my senses, telling me it wasn't right; with my heart telling me go, go for it. I walked in, the music coursing through my veins, the lazy gazes that follow my every step. I slowly made my way to the bar, my eyes burning holes into the silver stool, lost in my train of thought of what may happen here. I sat beside a lanky man, looking at his long fingers pick up, what I assume, is another round of shots. He glances at me with his peripheral vision, turning away quickly as I catch his side-eye. I turn to the people along the bar, either too knocked out for their own good, or having each other tongues inside their cheeks. I turn back, tapping my fingers, 

unsure what to concentrate on. I see the boy beside smile, giggling to himself.

"You alright?" I ask, curious of what this man's mind was up to.

"Yeah, just been a long night." He reaches up to fix his collar, look me dead in the soul with his dark, clouded irises. He looked at me with a tilt with his head, smiling with his oversized teeth, but god damn, was he beautiful.

"O-oh. Myself being here, wouldn't have known handsome men like you even come around here."

He smirked at this comment, knowing where this was heading. Not that I wanted him to take me down by the river to pound my brains out until I was seeing stars, but what I would do for anything, something.

"Drink on the house for the lady."

I smile, feeling warm that someone actually paid me mind.

"So, what do you do?" He asked deeply, as I eye his lips as they move.

"I work daily, but I'm an artist in the making, I guess you could say?"

He giggled again, this time looking upon my torso. "Artist, hey? I write songs here and there, my friend and I."

"What kind of songs?" I say as I take my drink, throwing my head back and gulping it all down.

"Whatever feels right, I guess. You going anywhere after leaving this joint?"

I look at him, eyeing his jawline and down his neck, where a scarf chocker laid across. "Not really, probably back to my place. You?"

"Same here. You wanna go and catch a movie or something?"

My face flushes red, looking at my lap and twirling my fingers. Nobody had ever asked me to do such a small thing, and I'm surprised someone like him, handsome and smooth, would ask me to a movie instead of sex.

"Yeah. Yeah, I would love that."

He gets up, a little tipsy I can tell, but not enough to kick over in the floor. He holds out his hand, greeting me once again.

"Hoseok. Jung Hoseok. But, you can just call me Hobi."

Hoseok.

I kindly shook his hand, feeling the warmth.

"Elana."

He kissed my knuckles, charmer.

Handsome and a charmer? Something had to be up.

He took my hand, led to me to his car and the night was off.

My hand flew on the steamed window, my hips meeting his as I reached my high. He kept pounding into my womanhood, making me feel as if my life could end at any time.

"Hoseok," his name flew from lips like river off a cliff, sliding into a beautiful waterfall. I kept rocking upon him, bouncing, feeling him inside me. He gripped my breasts, slowly massaging them, twirling his fingers around the hardened bud. "I don't think I can cum a-again."

He pulled me down, kissing me slowly, biting my lip as he pulled back.

"Yes you can, jagi. Yes you can."

I reached down, rubbing my clit in fast circles, letting my hips go as they please. I push my hips back, quicker than I ever have.

Then, I felt white heat coursing through my body. I felt my pussy tighten around him, my juices flowing around him.

I reach up to turn the inside car lights off, laying down on his body, drenched in sweat. I crawl off him, letting his cock slide out of me.

"So, you still up for that movie or do you just want to hit my place up?" He asked, laughing softly, tucking my hair behind my ear.

I stare up, in complete darkness I see the outline of his face, his eyelashes and how his weat hair grip his forehead. I smile small, agreeing to go to his apartment.

"Yeah, that'd be great." I sit up in the back seat, pulling my clothes on and jumping out to the front seat, as he does the same exact thing. I felt something or someone around us, not knowing how to feel. The cold, night air hit my face, calming my clammy skin. I shake it off as nothing, thinking I was still coming down from my pulsing high. He comes around to open the door for me, and I hop in waiting for him to start the car.

"You ready?"

"Sure am, Hobi."

I take his hand in mine, stroking his boney outlines of his skin, the prominents veins flinching as I rub my index fingers across them.

"You alright?" He asks, mimicking my question from earlier that night.

I look around noticing a man, a man with a dark stance, slowly heading for us, or should I say, me.

"Do you see him?" I grip his forearm, slowly hiding behind his back.

"I do." He swallows hard, knowing he had hid something from me.

I look at him with wide eyes.

"Run, Hobi."

I had heard from the people in town if you sleep with the wrong one, it will follow.

But was he the one with that god awful gift?

Would he be the one to start it all for me?

Am I running with a person who wanted to pass it on to me?

Questions hit my mind as my limbs begin to burn from running through the night, my heart pounding, my face stinging from the icy cold air. Tears prick at my eyes, holding onto Hobi for dear life.

Would it follow me next? 

Hey everyone! I don’t typically write fanfics, but since I’m on a four day weekend atm, why not? I also apologize for any mistakes, was too sleepy to check for mistakes. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[waynekelton]

The worst way to play Hyper Light Drifter is the best way to learn it

Heart Machine’s Hyper Light Drifter is one of the best action adventure games you’ll play this side of A Link to the Past. It’s sombre and contemplative, and yet can be surprisingly uplifting and warm. It’s beautiful in both its moody and brooding backdrops and in it’s lush and vibrant locales alike. It’s available on basically anything that can play games, and it's a pleasant experience everywhere you decide to check it out.

Well, *almost* everywhere.

Recently, the Special Edition of HLD was ported to mobile, and while I’d hoped it would make for the perfect place to start yet another run of this instant classic, the iOS port leaves so much to be desired.

The content is all there, of course. You’ll still be playing the wandering Drifter, as they battle a plague that has corrupted both the world and their well-being. Armed with a sword, a gun, and a trusty robot sidekick, you’ll climb the highest of heights and sink to the deepest depths in order to save what's left.

The charming anti-dialogue is still just as enrapturing. All conversations with NPCs are had via pictograph, small slideshows depict the jist of what they’re trying to say to you, and outside of conversation, there are plenty of level design tricks that train you to examine every inch of a room you’re in for possible secrets. All that remains just as clever as it ever has been.

But the controls suffer greatly. Many action games that come to mobile - be they ported to or developed primarily for phones - tend to use the touch screen controller set up that HLD employs here to a wide range of successes and failures. A couple hours in, I still can’t rightly determine what side of the spectrum this control set is on.

When exploring areas and taking out small groups of enemies, things seem to be working well enough. The moving is done with a digital left stick that appears wherever you tap or hold on the left side of the screen, and it does it’s best to keep up with your rapidly changing angles or long drags in a single direction... but it’s responsiveness is dicey. All the action buttons - dashing, shooting, attacking - are on your right side, and these tend to respond well, but with so many actions for basically just one finger to be responsible for, you end up being a jumbly mess after a while.

It may seem a little nitpicky, but when combat heats up, this control solution can often make a tough fight feel near impossible. On a controller, these options were spread out as such to allow the sort of complicated sequences of actions you have to make in order to beat some bosses. Even some extra challenges, like the dash room in the main hub town, are frustrating feats. You really miss the shoulder buttons on mobile.

Hyper Light Drifter was never a cake walk. The struggle, though maybe not Dark Souls, was still part of the experience. This port’s struggle seems artificial, or at the very least, incidentally difficult. It sort of mars what I used to consider well balanced and designed encounters. To make matters worse, there’s no way to adjust or change the control scheme, further sending home the concept that you're going to have to struggle with it as is if you want to play it in this format.

All that said, if you’ve never played Hyper Light Drifter, the mobile port may still be the best way to get into it. There’s an Easy Mode, which takes a lot of the combat pressure off of you. With less and weaker enemies on screen hitting, the mistakes you’ll inevitably make due to the control scheme will be forgiven far more often. It’s also the cheapest way to play it -- at around $7 bucks, it’s well worth the cost to experience the visuals on a nice handheld, given how pretty their screens are these days. Be sure to grab a good pair of headphones, though; Disaterpiece’s score should not be missed. It’s easy to look down on mobile ports of action titles because of the inevitability of their tactile shortcomings, but when it comes to one of the best Zelda-like adventure games available today, consider meeting this one half way.

The worst way to play Hyper Light Drifter is the best way to learn it published first on https://touchgen.tumblr.com/

[schlockarama-blog]

25-12-2015 That guy off tellies Grizzly Adams is department store Santa trying to stop a Nazi created elf from doing something. The elf is laughable. Characters come and go without explanation. The elf kills without explanation. Grizzly Adams acting defies explanation. The dialogue is priceless. This movie was delightfully bad. I highly recommend it -- Elves (1989) #elves #DismemberDecember #disaterpieces #bmovies #schlockarama #slasher

[cometothesabbat]

Slipknot | People = Shit | Disasterpieces

[schlockarama-blog]

15-12-15 This is one of those horror movies that interests you so much that you have to watch it again and again. What I liked about it is that it uses a popular character instead of a totally make-believe character like Jason from the Friday The 13th films or Freddy Krueger. You have to ask yourself this question. What would have happened if Santa Claus had been a psychotic murderer? -- SILENT NIGHT, DEADLY NIGHT (1984) #SILENTNIGHTDEADLYNIGHT #DismemberDecember #disaterpieces #bmovies #schlockarama #slasher

[schlockarama-blog]

14-12-2015 4 mental patients in an asylum are convinced that the doctor (Dwight Schultz, before playing "Howling Mad" Murdock on the A-Team) is a murder. So they escape and to to work a scheme to take him out. This movie is pretty rad. Who wouldn't love to see Martin Landau, Donald Pleasence, and Jack Palance all in one horror film? Alone in the Dark delivers some solid chills and funny moments. Jack Palance and Martin Landau should are amazing psychopaths. Donald Pleasence yuks it up as a stoner psychologist. Plus, we get to meet a babysitter named Bunky and listen to vomit inducing punk rock. A must see -- Alone in the Dark (1982) #aloneinthedark #DismemberDecember #disaterpieces #bmovies #schlockarama #slashe

[schlockarama-blog]

13-12-2015 This film is truly a masterpiece of 1980's horror/suspense/comedy. This movie offers brilliant stereotypical references delivered by actors who are talented enough to portray their emotions in a believable yet campy manner. Fun for every scary movie buff and a must for people who think horror movies are too much for them too view - a great introductory to the horror genre. This is what I consider to be an artful horror movie with a storyline that is easy to follow, familiar and well directed. Gore and skin buffs may be disappointed as there is minimal(yet some) of both. My favourite Line "Sometimes..with the tides..it can take someone all night to reach the mainland..and even then..sometimes..they don't make it" I think there a little something in that for all of us -- April Fools Day (1986) #AprilFoolsDay #DismemberDecember #disaterpieces #bmovies #schlockarama #slasher

[schlockarama-blog]

It's the month of Christmas, and what's the main colour of said holiday?? RED!! And you know what else is red? Blood. Like the kind you find in an 80's Slasher pics. So this December will feature 80's slasher classics for Dismember December. So in the interest of clarification here's schlockara's definition of a Slasher. A subgenre of horror films which typically involve a violent psychopath murdering several victims. These villains often don masks, wield bladed tools and are generally traumatised by a past event. The killers also seem it have it totally in for sinful teenagers. The flicks often begin with an anniversary of the important past event and this reactivates or re-inspires the killer somehow. Often, the hero or heroine survives, but is maimed by his or her experience with the killer and almost never shows up in the squeals. #DismemberDecember #disaterpieces #bmovies #schlockarama

[schlockarama-blog]

With the summer months just around the corner (for us down under at least), it just about beach time. So what better way to celebrate than to do 30 monster shark flicks for the 30 days of November #disaterpieces #bmovies #schlockarama #monstermegalodonmonth #sharkattack