#playstation duck game

[retrogamelovers]

Ever play it? 👇🎮

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[b3crew]

REVIEW | "Sam & Max: The Devil's Playground" | B3crew.com

Sam & Max: The Devil’s Playhouse is the Freelance Police at their very best, rivaling Hit the Road both in its creativeness and sense of humor.

[soldmoondoggie]

NHL FaceOff 98 (Playstation 1997)

[fictosphere]

Lord Myk Vs. Physical Media: Lara Croft: Tomb Raider

I’ve been playing video games for most of my life, and through most of those years I’ve primarily played on Nintendo consoles though I’ll dip into other consoles when the opportunity arises. In the early years this meant getting a Sega Game Gear and getting heavily into the Sonic the Hedgehog cartoons and comics. After all, while I could just play the Super Mario games his cartoons were usually…

[gogglebob]

FGC #685 ToeJam & Earl in Panic on Funkotron

The Nintendo Switch release of ToeJam & Earl in Panic on Funkotron unlocked Galaxy Brain thinking in my poor noggin. Take a peek behind my brain-curtain with the simple starting question of… Is ToeJam & Earl in Panic on Funkotron Bad? Yes. Wait! No! That has just been the prevailing wisdom for decades. ToeJam & Earl in Panic on Funkotron aka ToeJam & Earl 2 was released in 1993. Since then, it…

[geekcavepodcast]

Geek Cave Podcast 163.2 | GAMING | Use the Farce

This month, Justin tries his hand at DUCK GAME, Darrin revisits a galaxy far, far, away with Star Wars: KOTOR 2, Chad downloads the demo for a new Contra game, and somehow a book review made its way into the gaming segment. 

Sponsored by Shirtasaurus and Gamefly.

Download and listen today on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, iHeart, Amazon, Stitcher, Goodpods, and more of your favorite podcast services! Find more fun at GeekCavePodcast.com! 

[magic-belodie]

Disney Dreamlight Valley A Fishy Dispute Is Online! I also made a guide for the quest in the video. You can find the guide here:

https://magicbelodie.com/friendship-quests/#AFishyDispute

[qwerty-between-the-lines]

Kingdom Hearts (2002) - Sora Gets the Keyblade, and the Destiny Islands get destroyed

Darkside heartless fight included.

Later: Sora finds himself in Traverse Town.

[vivitalks]

we don't talk about it enough but duck and billy's relationship in amnesty is truly a tragic one.

imagine: you rescue a mindless drone. you save his life, you give him autonomy, you give him language. you teach him trust. you protect him at your own expense. you name him billy. he knows three words in your language, and one is your name. you promise to keep him safe, and he betrays his programming to help you in return. he defies everything he was designed to do in order to aid you.

you save him from being a drone, but in doing so, you kill him. he was never supposed to be here this long. you gave him freedom at the cost of rapid decay, and now he's dying. and if he could just go back to his home planet, he would live, but he doesn't want to. because you're here. duck newton, his first friend, his savior, his guardian. you showed him that there is a better way to live - with free will, with pizza and playstations.

he's damned if he stays and damned if he goes. but you can't watch him suffer. that's not who you are. you're duck newton, local beefcake, defender of the disadvantaged. so you wait until he's engrossed in his video game - in humanity, in freedom of choice - and you strike him down out of mercy.

billy reverts to his original form: a four-armed being of light, once a drone, now a friend. he's beginning to disintegrate, but he has unfinished business here. he never finished his video game. and you give him one last gift of mercy: you lie to him. don't worry, you tell him - that character you're worried about? she's fine in the end. no, i know it seems bleak now, but she turns out okay.

you can't give him anything else, so you give him hope. it's the same thing he gave to you, all those months ago when you saved him.

[puffyducks]

Puffy's Really Comprehensive and Cool Review of PK Out of the Shadows for the PS2 (not emulated guys I didn't emulate it I bought a really legal copy for my PlayStation 2 console that I own)

Ok guys I just did a really epic playthrough of the Paperinik video game (that was streamed on Discord thank you to everyone who watched me scream and struggle for like 6 hours) and I'm here to give a review for the other PK fans or perhaps even people who really like playing old niche PS2 games for some reason (get a better hobby)

First of all this game gets a 10/10 rating from me because this game has Paperinik in it and there are no other games with Paperinik in them.

Paperinik's English name is "the Duck Avenger" but I guess there was too much PK logo branding in this game for them to bother to change it so they kept his name as just PK and tried to explain it by saying it stood for "really cool duck" or something in Latin. Which I'm pretty sure was just a fucking lie.

I'm really happy that Uno was there, I love him and he's my best friend even tho he was FUCKING USELESS like this whole game. Sorry he just kinda grabs Donald, turns him into a superhero, then throws him into an Evronian base with 0 explanation and is like "go kill" and like who am I to say no to the giant floating orb?? Like he gave me a gun which is really nice but I'm out here getting fucking jumped by the Evronian empire and Uno isn't even there to cheer me on or NOTHING. He only occasionally shows up to explain when you get a weapon upgrade like FUCKING DO SOMETHING UNO THEY'RE BEATING MY ASSSSS

The little collectibles are just tiny floating Uno heads so that also gets a 10/10 from me I really enjoyed running around and collecting my army of Uno PNGs. The SECOND collectible however- Ok so there are like these scientists that are tied up by the Evronians and you're supposed to save them right? Well for whatever reason (they don't really explain why this is happening) every time you get close to a scientist it starts a big menacing countdown in the corner and you're supposed to save them before the timer goes down or else THEY JUST FUCKING DIE?? I THINK?? LIKE I SAID THEY DON'T EXPLAIN IT SO I CAN'T REALLY TELL WHAT'S HAPPENING, BUT IF THE TIMER GOES DOWN AND YOU REACH THEM TOO LATE THERE'S JUST LIKE A PILE LEFT BEHIND FROM WHERE THEY USED TO BE, I THINK THEY GET FUCKING VAPORIZED OR SOMETHING? AND LIKE I WAS REALLY BAD AT SAVING THEM BECAUSE I GET REALLY STRESSED WHEN THE TIMER STARTS. I HAVE SO MUCH BLOOD ON MY HANDS. anyways.

I like totally didn't get stuck on the same section for 10 minutes because I kept comedically sliding PK directly into a big pool of evil pink goo. Like evil Evron goo I guess, don't remember THAT from the comics. If you so much as touch it with your little pinkie toe he dies instantly, it's very troubling. Like I said um that didn't happen to me though because I'm really good at video games. Idk if you knew I'm level 102 on Wizard101 which is like pretty high. Like it's not max level I'm pretty sure max level is like 180 right now but it's still cool I'm still cool and also really good at video games.

Oh yeah also something that was really amusing to me is the way that PK is just fucking Stanced Up the entire game. Like he's always kinda menacingly crouching and shuffling around everywhere he goes like a little superhero cockroach. Love him.

Can't believe I haven't mentioned this sooner but for the English dub of this game (which is what I was using because I am, in fact, an English speaker) they made the huge brained decision to get Rob Paulsen to do Donald's "superhero" voice. Rob Paulsen of course from Yakko Warner fame... and Steelbeak 1991. Donald sounds goofy as shit the whole game it lowkey kills me. I guess they assumed people wouldn't wanna sit through his regular scratchy voice for however many hours of gameplay but trust me, I would WAY prefer regular Donald over the weird 90s protagonist Crash Bandicoot wannabe thing he has going on. Uno sounds great tho, zero complaints.

At one point PK walks out of the level and he's like "haha who knew this superhero stuff would be so easy!" and I took that as a deep and personal insult. That was not easy Donald I was fighting for my fucking life in there. You have like 13 bullet wounds and I dropped you into Evron goop like 6 different times. Stop making me look bad.

I got stuck standing around like a fucking idiot for 10 minutes because I got an upgrade for the X-transformer and Uno was like "you see that hole? Go over and press □ to send the X-transformer through it!" and I was like oh ok. Except there was no hole I couldn't find the hole. I was only able to progress past this part because I pulled up a youtube video of someone else playing the game, and the guy in the video ALSO proceeded to get stuck in the same spot before realizing you have to backtrack to find the hole like 15 feet away from where Uno gave you the instructions. I can't tell if it's bad game design or if I'm just stupid.

I'm ngl I got to the end and heard Zondag start talking and he lowkey sounds hot as fuck. I mean WOAH that's crazy who said that??? (he's also British for some reason)

Wrapping up my final thoughts with some simple questions:

Does this game have Paperinik in it?

Yes.

Is it a good game?

No.

What's the best part about the game?

Uno is in it.

What's the worst part about the game?

Everything else.

Would you have been able to beat this as a child?

Absolutely not.

Why did they think it would be a good idea to get Rob Paulsen to do the voice of PK for the majority of the game?

Hell if I know???

Would you recommend this game to other people?

Probably not.

It took me a total of 6-ish hours to beat the game (it can be beaten in like 2 hours I'm just slow) but in that amount of time you could read PKNA chapter #34 "Nothing Personal" like 6 times which I think would be a way better experience.

Anyways like I said 10/10, would maybe think about playing again. On like a really depressing rainy day where I have literally nothing else to do.

[hannahssimblr]

The day I leave the beach feels like the last chapter of a book. I awake that Wednesday to change. The sky, which held steady and cerulean all summer, perfect, porcelain, is a mottled grey as clouds roll in over the beach. I swim, early in the morning, in a sea that is choppier than before, the waves crashing over the rocks and tossing foam into the air, and over the shore now slimy with seaweed.  

I spot Liam in his wetsuit, board in hand, and I wave. He waves back, and I have the striking realisation that this may be the last time I ever see him.

I say goodbye to Joe and Kasper at the door that morning, their PlayStation games and the half-filled bags of Doritos they never finished bundled under their arms. 

“Good luck with it all,” says Joe. “We’ll see you around.” It’s a thing you say to a person when you’re not sure you will, and as I watch them go from the window, there’s a finality to it. It’s like I’m watching them leave, not just with their games and their snacks, but with a phase of my life, too. We’ll never be together in the same way, and never be these exact versions of ourselves again. 

Shane is the next to go. After a thorough clean of the bedroom, the sheets washed and dried and put back on the bed, ready for next summer. He drops a hand onto my shoulder. 

“Good luck in Germany, yeah? Maybe I’ll come and visit.”

“You should.”

“Yeah, I might.”

“If you do, I’ll see you there.”

He nods and ducks through the door, and to his back, I shout “Good luck in college!” He lifts a thumbs up into the air, and he’s gone. 

And then there is Jen. With a click of her last suitcase, she has packed up, and in the empty house, there’s nothing to distract us anymore from the new, yet ever present rift between us. 

We’ve barely spoken since the festival. I haven’t known how to, despite her pleads, and made a big deal of getting Kasper to sit in the passenger seat during the ride home. I asked him all kinds of questions about himself, realising only then, to my immense guilt, that it was the only bit of effort I had made with him all summer. 

I spent the days between then and now away from the house. Swimming, cycling, driving into town and just looking around, reading a book while the last of the summer tourists milled about, still in their flip-flops and sun hats as though they hadn’t noticed that autumn had already taken up residence in the shadows. 

I’d come home before dark and stay in my room while the others watched their movies and played their games. One night, I heard Jen crying softly in bed. I didn’t ask her if she was okay. 

Now, once again, I avoid her as she sits on the floor surrounded by her bags, by arranging a stack of books on the shelf. One of my sketchbooks is there, complete with a thousand drawings of the summer. I leave it where it is.  

A clock ticks somewhere in the room. 

“I’m sorry you’re so mad at me,” Jen says to the back of my head. 

“Same.”

“I still think you should give me a chance to explain myself.”

I sigh. “I’m not ready to talk about it.”

“Okay. Have you seen her? Have you talked to Evie?”

“No, I haven’t.”

I turn around to see her hugging her knees to her chest. She looks remarkably small like that, and her hair, which was so bright in June, has faded with the salt water and the sun, and now her brown roots are showing. 

“I think I’d like to get the bus home.” She mutters.

“That’s alright. Do you want a lift to the station?”

“No thanks, I’ll just walk.” 

I don’t argue, and before that hour is out, she, too, is gone, and I am the last man standing. 

Turn off all the lights, switches and the hot water. Store the garden furniture. Leave the fridge running. Double check ALL doors and windows are locked. 

This is all contained in a cheerful email from my father, followed by a paranoid diatribe about all the catastrophic things that will happen to the house if I fail to comply. There’s something about a potential flood or explosion in there, I think, but I barely skimmed the bulk of it.  

Thanks for the essay lmao.

I write back.

Be home at 2.

I do my last check of the house, then stand by the door for several minutes just looking at it. The kitchen, once a hub of activity with friends chatting over breakfast and a sink full of dirty dishes, is now deserted, immaculate, and quiet. I realise I hate endings. I do not want to dwell on things anymore, or be sentimental, or hang on to the past. 

I lock the door behind me and get into my car without another look back.

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[lexisecretaccx]

High School Sweethearts pt.12 - Chris Sturniolo

Other parts are on my Masterlist!

(Fem reader x Chris Sturniolo, suggestive, slight mentions of family death, can’t spoil anything..)

A/n: sigh…

As we leave school I turn to Chris and kiss him gently on the lips, he smiles before looking up at Oliver who was talking to Matt and Nick, causing his smile to faulter, “promise you will be ok?” Chris ducks his head into the crook of my neck and whispers against my skin before kissing gently.

“Yes Chris, I promise.” I pull him away and kiss his cheek before we part ways and I walk towards Oliver, Matt and Nick saying bye to me as they go to walk with Chris.

Oliver smiles at me and we start to walk, I look back to Chris and the others and see Matt looking back, he quickly turns his head nervously. “We still have the old house, my dad couldn’t bring himself to sell it, I think because he knew he was gonna.. you know.” Oliver swallows hardly, I pat his arm comfortingly. “Yeah.” I breathe out.

“So you still have your old room? With the car wallpaper?” I chuckle, he shook his head also laughing, “I tore that shit down, my walls are just white and grey now.” He looks down at me, “I think you should’ve kept it.” I smirk before looking down at my feet.

The only sound is our feet dragging against the concrete sidewalk, we turn down Oliver’s old street. “My mom is working until 5 and Lacey has dance practice until half 5 so they’ll be back after that. So it’s just us for now.” He spoke as we walk up the path to his house.

I nod softly as he opens the door, nostalgia hits me as I take in the living room, different furniture but same layout. My face lights up, “it’s just like I remember.” I say excitedly, Oliver laughs at my reactions, “yep.” He replies.

“Wanna come see the new improved, no longer car filled room?” He grins, I look to him, “yeah, it’s not gonna be as cool anymore though.” I laugh and we walk upstairs. He pushes his door open and I’m greeted by the plain white walls and one grey feature wall, his black and white furniture and LEDs across his ceiling.

“This is nice… would’ve been better with the cars on the wall though.” I shrug, causing him to smirk. He sits down on his bed and pats next to him for me to sit down. “Wanna play a game?” He says, causing me to tilt my head in confusion, “what-” he cuts me off, “on my PlayStation, of course.” He adds on motioning to his TV and PS5 sitting next to it.

“Oh yeah of course.” I nod. He hands me a controller and turns on the PS5, “what about this? A zombie fighting game.” He offers and looks to me, excitement in his eyes, just like when we were kids. “Yeah okay, I’m gonna shit myself.” I joke.

We start the game, he’s great at it, my eyes focus on his hands on the controller, pushing buttons, flicking triggers.. “you’re gonna die.” He spoke, causing me to look at the TV, “shit.” I fight back the zombies and Oliver adds on “what distracted you?” I hum in confusion, “when you almost died just then, you seemed distracted, why?” He asks.

I shrug, “I’m just a bit tired.” I lie, my eyes darting down to his hands once more before continuing to the game. “Apparently you beat up a boy..” he spoke, a smirk evident on his face. I scoff, “he deserved it.” Is all I reply with as he chuckles.

Some time passes and I die on the game, “fuck.” I complain as I set the controller down next to me and lie back in defeat. “You’re bad at this game huh?” He teases, I lightly hit his arm. “Fuck off, it didn’t help that you..” my phone buzzes, Chris❤️ flashes up on my screen. “Chris is calling me, let me answer him.” Oliver nodded and I stepped out into the hallway.

“You okay?” I say, “uh yeah.. what you up to?” He replies nervously. “Playing a zombie game on his PlayStation, thats all.” I chuckle, “wait aren’t you supposed to be eating dinner there?” Chris spoke in confusion, “oh yeah but his mom and sister aren’t here for another half hour.” I say. “So you’re alone in his house with him?” Chris said, jealousy evident in his voice, “yeah.. do you trust me?” I ask. “I trust you, just be safe.” He replies, “I will.” I smile to myself. And we end the call.

I walk back into his room, “Chris okay?” He asks me and I nod, he turns the game off and faces me as I sit next to him, “he’s just a little bit nervous that I’m here alone with you.” I let Oliver know, “Why? Does he think we’re gonna kiss or something?” Oliver laughs, “I don’t know, I think he’s scared because he’s been cheated on before but he knows I’d never do that.”

“You wouldn’t?” Oliver asks, tilting his head. “Of course not!” I say loudly, “that’s good, great even.” Oliver swallows awkwardly. His eyes dart to my lips and then back up at my eyes and he leans in slightly. I look over at the picture on his wall and stand up quickly, “uh.. what’s this? That’s cool.” I say nervously asI point at the picture.

“Oh that’s.. a photo I took of the beach, my friend edited it for me and uh.. now I got it on my wall.” He shrugs as he stutters awkwardly and stands up too. “Hey I’m sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable.. I wasn’t trying anything I’m sorry.. I’m an idiot.” He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose.

“It’s ok.. you’re confused I get it.” I reassure him, and we both sit back down. Some time passes before he spoke again, “do you remember when we got married in 1st grade?” He laughs, I remember and join in laughing, “I don’t even think we got divorced.” I chuckle, “You’re cheating on me with Chris? What about the kids.” He jokes as he fake cries.

“I’m filing for divorce.” I smile, “rude.” He replies before smiling back. His phone buzzes and his phone reads Mom. “Oh shit, my mom’s calling me.” He answers the phone infront of me, I can’t hear what’s on the other side of the phone. “You okay mom?” He asks, his face drops. “Is she okay?” He spoke nervously, “shit, should I meet you there?” He swallows, “it’s ok, she’ll understand. I’ll drop her home and head to you.” He looks at me and smiles. “Okay love you.” He hung up.

“What happened?” I ask anxiously, “uh.. change of plans, no dinner but a trip to the hospital!” He spoke with fake enthusiasm, my eyes widen in confusion, “Lacey missed something in dance and fell and broke her arm.” He sighs.

“Oh shit, you’re gonna drop me before going to the hospital right?” I ask, remember what he had said a minute ago. He nods, “my mom’s really sorry we couldn’t do dinner but I’ll drive you home.” He said as we walk down the stairs.

“Since when can you drive?” I smile, pushing his arm slightly, “since a year ago, my dad wanted me to pass my test before he.. died.. and I did.” He smiles softly as we walk outside and he unlocks his car.

We get in the car and start to drive. “Still in the same house?” He asks and I nod, “still in the tiny house yep.” I answer, he pats my knee. “It’s a nice house, is your room still pink as fuck?” He laughs. “Yeah.” I join in laughing.

“I guess I’ll see you next week.” He says as we pull up outside my house but on the opposite side, since there’s a car parked outside, other than my mom’s. I forgot it was Friday. “Oh yeah.. see you then.” I smile as I innocently plant a friendly kiss on his cheek, he smiles and I hop out the car. “Send Lacey my wishes.” I speak as I walk away.

I open the unlocked door, “mom?” I call into the house and she runs up to me, “you’re home early.” She said nervously. “Yep, Lacey broke her arm so he had to drop me home.” I reply trying to push past my mom but she’s blocking me. “So you with a different boy now? Oliver? From when you were a kid?” She asks, trying to change the subject from the fact she’s blocking me from entering my house fully, “still with Chris, just wanted to catch up with Oliver.” I reply.

“His mom was a bitch.” She rolled her eyes, I open my mouth in shock, “His father’s dead mom, her husband. Don’t be so inconsiderate.” I hiss. “Go upstairs.” She spoke, trying to redirect me to the stairs. “No get off.” I half yell.

I hear someone clear their throat from behind my mom, “you got your mom’s anger for sure..” the voice echoes through my head and I feel sick to my stomach.

“What the fuck.” I gulp.

A/n: uh ohhh! Hehehe. I won’t be able to update for the next like 2 days because tmr I’m sleeping at my friends house and the next day I’m going to a funfair. I’ll try to write stuff on Saturday!

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[freakshowtwopointoh]

Marie ducks out of the gala, praying that no one will try to stop her. She can feel Cate's eyes on her, Emma's eyes, Jordan's eyes.

Did they tell the others about their past? Did they even care? The way they treated her in Brink's office, it was like they had no memory of her. Then the club, Luke, outside the crimefighting building, the interview... a collection of charged and confusing conversations. Never a confirmation that they even remembered her, but there was so much emotion in everything they said to her.

Maybe they thought she didn't remember...

But she remembers. She remembers everything. The games they'd play, the secrets they'd shared, the late-night playstation tournaments...

Her first crush, her first kiss. Of course she hadn't forgotten, how could she.

But she moved away. And then her life became a horror movie. And even if she'd been allowed to contact anyone, what do you say to your best friend after you've done the unimaginable?

So when she walked in and saw them at the desk for Brink's office, what was she supposed to say?

"Remember me, I'm the weird kid you were friends with until she moved away and vanished, who kissed you in her sister's princess tent in the backyard? Also, I found out I'm a supe and my schedule's fucked."

Yeah, no. That doesn't really work. So she played a bit dumb. But now... she sees Jordan leaning up against the side of the building, watching her.

She sucked in a breath through her teeth.

"I'm not in the mood, Jordan. You can attack me in the morning." She rolled her eyes, and attempted to walk away.

"I'm surprised you can walk straight, with everyone's tongue lodged up your ass."

"You don't know shit about me anymore, Li, so shut the fuck up." And she tried to keep walking away.

"So you do remember me." God fucking dammit. "And I do know you, and I know your type. Brown-noser. One-upper. Mommy and Daddy's perfect little hero." The words stopped her in her tracks. She spun on her heel.

"Yeah, well that's definitely not me. Because my parents are dead. Because I killed them." The words fell from her lips before she could stop them.

"Bullshit." They say, but they don't sound like they mean it.

"That answers a whole lot of your questions, now doesn't it?" She snapped. "Questions that I could've fucking answered, if you'd ever bothered to ask. It was just a few months after I moved. I... I had my first period, my mom came in and.... and the blood sliced right through her neck. Dad came in, same deal. Annab-" Her voice broke. She took a deep breath. "After that, I was sent to a facility called Red River. I didn't really have the option to email or anything for.... awhile. Happy now?" She was ready to storm off, but Jordan placed something cold in her hand. A flask.

"I always thought you just... forgot about me. And when I saw your name in the pile of incoming students, it wasn't hard to invent all sorts of reasons why you'd lie to me. And then... well..."

"Shit got complicated real fast." She said simply, after swallowing a gulp of the lukewarm rum in their flask. "I.... wasn't sure what to say when I saw you in the office that first day."

"You're telling me! I'd spent like 5 years being pissed at you and missing you at the same time, then all of a sudden you waltz into my office, demanding I un-reject you from his class, and at that point, I still didn't even know what your powers were." They laugh.

Marie looked at them, taking in their straight bob, their big brown eyes, their chiming laugh. God, she'd missed them so much. She'd missed her best friend more than she even understood until this very moment. They missed out on so much - so many late night chats and lazy weekends and... her eyes flicked to their lips. And before she's even registered what she's doing, her hand is on Jordan's cheek and she's pulling them in, and kissing them. Pouring years of pining, missing, loving, hating, everything, into this kiss under the moonlight.

When they pull away, there's a look she can't read in their eyes.

"I'm not sure what I was expecting, but it wasn't that." They said. And then their hands are on her hips and they're kissing again and everything is magical and beautiful and perfect and there are no words needed. And then someone coughs behind them.

"Uh, guys? I fucked up." Andre and Cate are standing there awkwardly.

~ au idea by @mariejordans

[ponett]

i always find it funny that twitter lets you actually lets you go into your settings and see your "interests" that it assumes you have based on your activity. i mean all the targeted advertising panopticon shit is very darksided but it's funny to see the list laid bare like this

interests twitter has assigned me include, but are not limited to:

Amazon Prime

Angry Birds

Arknights

Astral Chain

Bernie Sanders

Blaseball

Bread

Brennan Lee Mulligan

COVID-19

Cardfight!! Vanguard

Chicken recipes

Chrono Cross

Combat sports

Curb Your Enthusiasm

Danganronpa

Doki Doki Literature Club

Dr. Disrespect

Dragon Ball Z Dokkan Battle

Dril / wint

Elon Musk

Furry fandom

Game emulation

Geoff Keighley

"Google brand conversation"

Gunma-chan (the mascot of japan's gunma prefecture, apparently)

Homestuck

JRPGs

Jaboukie Young-White

Jennifer Hale

Keemstar

Kizaru (this is apparently the name of a russian rapper but i definitely got this interest for tweeting about the one piece character)

Legalized Marijuana

Luigi's Mansion

Markiplier

Masahiro Sakurai

"Miku Hatsune"

Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid

Mobile Suit Gundam: Iron-Blooded Orphans (this is the only gundam series they have listed separately)

PAW Patrol

PAW Patrol

PAW Patrol

PlayStation Vita

Pope Francis

Roger Craig Smith

Saint Seiya

Secret of Mana

The Mighty Ducks: Game Changers

Todd Howard

Touhou Project

Twin Peaks

Twin Peaks

Twin Peaks

Twin Peaks: The Return

Walmart

"X - the everything app"

Yoshi

Young Sheldon