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Hunting unholy abominations in the bayou is easy breezy if you have the right team.

I have discovered the truth about chainmail bikinis, and it is imperative those wearing such armor do not think about it too hard or they may inadvertently cross the line between Sexy Hero and Homicidal Pervert.

‘tis the spokky season, the season of spirits, ghosts and things that go bump in the night and/or “rarr.”

It is the 17th of October and I am still thinking about Malignant so I just had to do some fanart.

I am not too proud to admit I cried twice during the movie.

What a cinematic tour de force.

Lunch friend.

Landing your ship intact is a luxury reserved for people who have more than twenty minutes to live.

Outer Wilds is a videosgame masterpiece and everyone should play it. It is also the hardest game to talk about because the less you know going in, the better the experience. Don’t even watch the trailer, just go wilds out there.

The DLC that just came out is also ver’ good.

There’s a mechanic in it that a lot of people are complaining about (I did too) and my spoiler-free advice for Maximum Enjoyment® is that if you find yourself irritated because something seems poorly designed, it’s because you’re Doing It Wrong (I say this as someone who was Doing It Wrong and got unnecessarily frustrated as a result).

Apparently I had acquired Barony in a sale long ago and never really tried it.

Or perhaps I did but I simply hadn’t yet acquired the taste for swift, surprise, hubris-induced demise.

The game keeps a log of your doomed heroes, but it does not record how said doom occurred. I figured I would immortalize the first few adventurers so’s I could remember important survival lessons such as “do not chase after the giant spider into a dark room” and “more than zero gnomes is too many gnomes.”

Resisting the urge to play Sekiro by playing Dark Souls 3 instead.

As a concession to my burning desire for ninje antics, I will never go over the fast roll equipment weight limit and thus finally play a souls game without resorting to the traditional Big Stick Tin Can® build.

I have summed up the entirety of my Dune knowledge in one picture.

A warrrior with abundant osteoptimism and one more skeleptical re: bone toughness.

I found a fancy fishnet brush on the CSP asset store and I tried it out by drawing extremely scientifically accurate rabbits. You can tell by the meat and the floof, the tell-tale signs of the Leporidae family.

I haven’t seen the muscle-people show yet, but if there is not at least one of these variations of swole Orko, we’re going to have Words.

A small shouty smol witch.

A small smol witch.

I suppose tumblr can also have my late night thoughts about the odd trajectory of my artsing career.

An old witch.

The drawing is old, the witch is a baby. Figuratively speaking, but also possibly literally.

Still thinking about Elden Ring and our new clay best boi.

The main character of Elden Ring turned out to be more glorious than I could have ever expected.

Praise the pots.

An old wizard.

I mean the drawing is old, the wizard is wizard.

A poor demond. You can tell they’re poor because they could only afford 2/3 of a pair of trousers.

It’s okay, renowned air-bathing enthusiast Kevin is here to dispense valuable financial advice.