Selfsurprise

Using Spotify to listen to the black metal band Schammasch. If you're a fan of groups like Akercocke or Secrets On The Moon I reckon you'd love this lot.

The more annoying part is that I tend to love those genres too, even preferring the arguably "purer" practitioners of a given style of music over the more fusion inclined, post-whateverisms favoured by most eclectic types. I find myself in the slightly untenable position of loving the utterly self-centered strain of the most boneheaded and insular black metal, but loathing the unreservedly smug conceitedness of it all.

I've just noticed one on the site called A Trip to the Art Museum, it should give some insight into what generally happens in my free time... :3 Thank you Jeb, though I'm not sure I ought to willingly take credit for expelling the fictional equivalent of Typhon and Echidna's monstrous offspring... ;p Sorry, I just had to single out these lines. This is the one piece of crossover fiction that none of us ever knew we wanted.

It's never fails to amaze me how every genre, even the most avowedly leftfield and counter-cultural, ends up harbouring some deeply conservative company that stick to their given styles constraints as if it were spiritual doctrine.

Awakening From The Dream Of Life by Schammasch

I brought this subject in a late night and slightly imbibed conversation up to my geeky friends and DnD buddies Pete and Naomi, and they had a few nuggets of imaginative geographical weirdness to contribute. The Ringgold Islands, Yasawa Islands, or some other archipelago in Fiji, all interconnected by a pre-war Austro-American funded teleportation network. There are no large human power groups, just small but highly individual settlements, who are constantly waging war with a race of hive minded rat people. Tropical Skaven/Tyranid style enemies. Puerto Rico. It's a geographically and culturally unique setting despite still be U.S. territory. She suggested densely populated, architecturally diverse Diamond City-style shanty cities and competing mercenary factions with access to pre-war technology. Río Coco, or the Coco River, in Nicaragua. Most of the regions inhabitants (including your character) would be some variety of rad-resistant amphibious ab-humans, and you spend much of your wading through heavily mutated jungles battling giant catfish. Pete just gave me the town of Newcastle-under-Lyme as a place to set a Fallout game. Hamfisted attempts at trolling aside, Newcastle-under-Lyme has an interesting history (wiki) notable as being the place where the engine for the Gloster Meteor fighter jet (the Allies only operational jet powered aircraft during WW2) was built. Also it's in the West Midlands, my particular neck of the woods, so my pathological regionalism compelled me to include it here. It's unashamed bias on my part but I honestly think that the Midlands would be an awesome setting for a Fallout game, whichever town or city you focus on. We're a heavily industrialized and yet deeply ancient part of England, there's so much post-apocalyptic potential in the fabric on contemporary life and history here.

I read a lot of SCP Wiki articles, and if you're a fan of the site you'll know that the foundation often deals with tonnes of mysterious and often highly dangerous (if not outright lethal) artefacts. Forgoing that particular franchises for a moment, it got me thinking about a kind of "extraordinary item inspector" themed puzzle game, perhaps with comic tone rather the more usual sober life and death feel of the aforementioned Foundation. Each round involves various artefacts with varied powers and qualities, some of them obviously not-of-this-world and some of seemingly innocuous and banal, but otherwise requiring inspection by you. Aside from your wits and generally suspicious nature, you have various scientific, mystic and downright normal tools at your disposal to prod, probe and pontificate the many artefacts you are tasked with analysing. Alongside the various play modes there could be a kind of randomized shuffle mode, in which you could select the number of rounds or go up against the computer indefinitely, ala Survival, with a gigantic selection of randomly generated items.

Probably carry on as normal. Without wanting to sound like a massive downer, I've always suspected that most of that which constitutes as "happiness" in cultural consensus is more of a social construct than a genuine emotional state of being. I think the majority of the time we simply experience contentment and discomfiture in varying degrees of extremity. I think it's hard to compare the happiness visiting a really great exhibition gives me to something more base and visceral like eating or sleeping. So to answer your quest BTG, I pretty much already live my life under the assumption that happiness is an arbitrary ideal and not a truly attainable thing. What would you do if your emotional states manifested as different and dangerous breeds of dog?

George Condo, The Young Sailor

You aren't repeating or paraphrasing Freeman's lines in your signature and this thread, Scott, you're just being paranoid.

9/10, that might just be the soundest advice anyone can give. "Happiness is a choice that requires effort at times." - Aeschylus

Mine gets very weird, almost immediately, I thought to apologize in advance. I hope you can forgive some minor tweaks and edits on my part to correct some of the awkward grammar. (excerpt) "...as long as you're all here, you can help me look for arseholes." - BTGBullseye

You're a veritable source of forum fun and frolics, Jeb :3 I also happen to be a fan of random Wikipedia browsing, especially when I'm brainstorming ideas for any topic relating to alternative history, monsters and different locales for Fallout. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seldom_Seen_Roadhouse Seldom Seen Roadhouse (located in Victoria, Australia) was a 1960's petrol station until being destroyed in 2003 by bushfires. The whole article reads like the intro to a seemingly innocent but actually mysterious SCP.

"This is the best tea I've ever tasted!"

Last game I played was Fallout 4, started again with a new character. Final Fantasy 9 + Fallout 4 = Final Fallout (5/7?) Final Fallout is set in the city of Kyoto, Japan, several centuries after the nuclear extinction of the human race. Earth is now populated with bizarre and colourful mutant wildlife, genetically engineered mythical beasts, countless rogue robots and a sapient and diverse species of corporeal holographic anime characters. Just out of curiosity Jeb, do we have to hybridize the actual game titles like we've doing or are entirely names allowed?

It's been hammering it down here in Tamworth, and it's still going. It's still a little muggy side for my overweight black metal sensibilities, but it's blessed relief I'll admit.

Feather by Ash Koosha

Fine then! I don't care! In fact I'm going to make a whole slew on non-Jackie Chan Jackie Chans. And there isn't a damn thing you can do about it! 1. non-Jackie Chan wearing a Fez 2. non-Jackie Chan dressed as a Gestapo agent 3. non-Jackie Chan wearing the actual Jackie Chan's recently sloughed off skin 4. non-Jackie Chan wearing a nametag with the name BTGBullseye written on it 5. non-Jackie Chan wearing one of those creepy Richard D. James face bear suits from that one Aphex Twin video for the song Donkey Rhubarb :3

Reading that makes me wonder if that was his primary reason for acting at all, to conquer various fears. Rocky = Fear of being punched in the face? Rambo = Jungles?/The Viet Cong? Judge Dredd = Poor film adaptations? Demolition Man = Wesley Snipes hair?

I've often imagined what it would be like if "football hooliganism" manifested in some other fandom or past-time. In an alternative universe where sport is a somewhat niche interest with a tiny but polite following, and then something like horticulture is a gigantic mainstream spectacle with legions of drunken gobshites screaming about it like it even matters. Like the fate of the multiverse itself depends on it. edit: Sorry footie fans if I sound like I'm bemoaning the whole thing, I didn't mean to.

"Don't worry, I'm here to fix everything you've probably screwed up."

1. It's warm today. 2. Too warm. 3. Why is it so warm? 4. Damnit European mainland you can keep your warm weather. 5. Did I mention it's WARM? Folks are more accepting of us Attack Helicopters, now. When I was a confused youth the general consensus was that we were mentally ill, or didn't have strong enough father figure in our childhoods, that our orientation was or morally indefensible, or they just assume we were armed with dozens of air-to-surface missiles. Society is more tolerant now. I don't want to lay down suppressing fire on your parade, but I technically think this is still Jackie Chan. :3

Just don't get a piggyback from your clone and you should be fine. :3 if I had a clone he would be the one doing my job, and id be doing some kinky shit Kinky shit involving heights? :3

Warm. Warm sunlight, warm breeze, warm house, warm pants, warm brain, everything's sodding warm. I'm not an enormous fan of summer.