Imagine doing some elaborate deal with Raphael for the promise of greater power through understanding of infernal runes only to get this fucking translation done.
I would die laughing.
Cylusthevirus
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Now, 11 years later, it looks like the finish line for Squadron 42 may be in sight, although CIG stopped short of announcing a release window.
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[Insert lengthy, nigh incomprehensible diatribe on why, well acthually, Qatar isn't practicing slavery in the very specific and coincidentally convenient meaning of the word I invented 5 minutes ago]
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There, I think that covers the bases for the thread, don't you?
Okay but Obama with Spike Spiegel's hair though.
Yeah, nobody was a miserable lech who treated women like meat before the porn industry!
Man what do you people do for a living that you can drop this kind of money on a car?
I really do try to model the behavior and stay home when I'm ill. I had Shingles and Hand, Foot and Mouth this year, so they've seen me call out (I was happier before I knew that viral orchitis was a thing and also, boy does it suck to get a shingles out break near your bloody eye).
Well I've told them and behaved that way to suit. It's been a bloody year. Also we're public sector, so it's not like we're going to be downsized out of nowhere.
Frankly I think whether or not V survives is largely a headcanon thing. Maybe you head off into the sunset with the Caldos and find help. Maybe you knock over the space casino and buy yourself something like the Relic with all of your stupid new wealth. Maybe you turn into an AI and become a ghost in the machine.
Or maybe you develop natural charisma and an impressive cock, who knows.
Point is they left it vague and uncertain on purpose in several of the good (ish) endings. I get why, but it always felt kinda cheap to me. But it IS a noir story and those aren't known for fairy tale endings.
Okay so here's what I don't get. I run a small team of 10. I am SUPER cool about people calling in. I don't give people grief for it. I don't have ridiculous performance expectations. I get that timelines have to slip when people call in. Even my upper management is pretty sane.
YET PEOPLE STILL COME IN SICK. WHY?!?
Motherfucker you're in a union shop with 8 hours sick leave a month and 10+ hours of vacation time per month AND at least 3 floating days you can use whenever AND other leave benefits. Most of you assholes are sitting on like 200-500+ hours of leave in your banks. I tell people to take care of themselves and their families first on the regular. The hell else am I supposed to do? Give people a gold star and a BJ for calling in sick? Keep your goddamned plague at home.
I found Astarion's "Let's go hurt someone" line so off-putting that I actively avoided him. My wife took a near instantaneous hatred of Shart (like, to a comical degree - I even explained the cult thing and she didn't even care).
Oddly enough, we're both like "Ok Lae'zel's an asshole, but she seems pretty straightforward and not needlessly cruel."
Honestly it's fine as long as everyone is in a similar power band. All you do is scale up encounter difficulty slightly by adding monster abilities or extra opponents. All power levels are relative to the campaign's conditions, after all.
What sucks is when one person is vastly stronger than their peers and sees no problem with this. Those people never learned to share and should be shunned.