He looks like he just realized that Father Mendez is made of cheese.

That's what we in the business call dedication. Man's basically a super-scientist.

If he had an arch a'la Venture Bros, who would it be? Maybe that glove-hatted penguin, Feathers McGraw? Piella Bakewell was his arch for a while, but that ended after a tragic ballooning accident.

Honestly, I was thinking more of Wallace going after Father Mendez from Resident Evil 4. The "Big Cheese" would be running scared as that mad Yorkie engineer chases him down in a ramshackle mech, drooling maniacally.

Wallace: "Everybody knows you're made of cheese, Bitores..."

Meanwhile...

Gromit: [silently looks around the village, wondering where everybody's going]

Wallace from Wallace & Gromit would probably disagree.

He'd still be wrong, but he'd still disagree, 'cause he loves cheese that much.

Quoth the raven; "mmmm lead poisoning".

More intensely at the poles, since the equator's typically too hot for bodies of "methanum" (that's what Atlas Pro coined to refer to liquid methane). In fact, despite Titan being a very cold world, most of the surface isn't cold enough for methane to condense into a liquid state, so the poles are typically where you'll find lakes of methanum.

And the username is literally "van living" backwards.

I wonder if this conversion was their vanity project?

I've heard of degloving before, but this sounds like REgloving.

But do you know what they also do?

They spread their seeds and make more trees. Those trees then soak up more CO2, which goes into making more wood and tree-seeds. Gee, it's almost like a cycle! A CARBON cycle!

I was mostly Cass, too, with Rex as my "non-humanoid" companion. Mainly because I hadn't found ED-E until the late-game.

Specifically, the first time I met ED-E was in Lonesome Road. So when my time in the Divide came to its conclusion, and Divide ED-E went off to Navarro, I went and sought out Mojave ED-E, since Divide ED-E had transferred what he'd learned to Mojave ED-E. It was like an old friend walking their own road, but leaving a piece of themselves behind with you.

Honestly, that's the very first thing that came to mind when I heard about these events. Get rangers out there with dart guns, maybe whip up a vaccine blend that works best for deer.

And I guess maybe add a little tranq in there so that the rangers can tag the ones they've vaccinated. After all, you don't want to waste darts on a buck who's already had the shot.

IIRC one of Kvasir's poems basically describes a baseball game.

I wouldn't be surprised if Kvasir had some sort of interdimensional lens, or access to the Infinite Corridor from Castlevania. After all, Brokk and Sindri were able to step in and out of the Realm-Between-Realms.

Wasn't this made by the same people who made The Secret Island of Dr Quandary?

I wonder how long it'll take for the river to wear through that little strip. Whenever I see that kind of bend in the river, I can't help but think of oxbow lakes.

> It's basically the same idea as, "The monster stops being scary once you get a clear look at it".

This is pretty common in horror games, too. After a certain point, the monster loses its scare potency, and it runs the risk of outstaying its welcome. In the post-Amnesia wave of mechanically-minimalistic haunted houses, where you can only run and hide from the monster (if even that), the monster usually burns out its welcome pretty quickly, and instead becomes an annoying pest since you can't even awkwardly attempt to bash its brains in with a length of old pipe.

With that said, in more traditional horror games like Silent Hill and Resident Evil, monsters can retain a more existential fear factor beyond the immediate threat of violence and terror. After all, in those kinds of games you're usually relying on manual saves, so a monster killing you can potentially mean losing more progress than you would if you had an automatic checkpoint shortly before an encounter, thus setting up a sense of existential dread at the prospect of losing progress.

What's more, on top of that, you also tend to have limited ammo that allows you to dispatch monsters, and health items that let you make more mistakes. If you make them especially limited, it sets up a survivor's economy where you dread running out of the things that make life easier, so you have to decide if it's worth risking a hit by trying to slip past the monster, or if it's more worthwhile to expend precious ammo to remove the problem permanently.

You didn't really get that with a lot of Amnesia-imitators, where you could only run and hide from the monster, and your progress was saved frequently and automatically. The right kind of mechanical depth can add enough tension and dread to offset the monster losing its personal scare factor, since if they embody the existential threats of lost progress and resource scarcity on top of mere violence, they're still kinda scary because such threats are universal and intrinsic to the human condition.

This kinda stuff is the exception to the rule "show, don't tell". Sometimes, it's better to leave things told, but not shown.

Looking back, his head design kinda reminds me of a Space Marine from 40K. Like he could fit in as a mini that you spend half your tuition fees on, because Warhammer tabletop can be pretty expensive.

This brings me back to the days of Robot Wars. Anyone remember Thermidor or Sir Killalot?

> spicy water

I love that spicy water is actually an oceanographic term. Mainly because it reminds me of "Twials of Mana".

I won't post the video here, since some mod will probably get sand in their craw over it being off-topic, but just search for it on YouTube. If you find "Twials of Mana Five Times In A Row", with a girl holding a bottle of "spicy water", that's the one I'm thinking of.

An impressive feat, but no doubt preceded by several failed practice attempts. Even if I had that alacrity, I wouldn't attempt it without shin-guards, 'cause if you jump too late, that ladder is gonna trebuchet into your shins.