When we were talking about writing comics, we ended up talking about the things enemies are always saying. They're always saying things, but the difference between a six to eight hour campaign and the nineteen hours I currently have in The Division means I have heard them for - at minimum - ten more hours. And I'm gonna play another three hours tonight. So, more. Here's a DLC I will pay for: one that makes every enemy speak a single part of Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture. This guy is the oboe or whatever. Consider it: you could remix the score in real time with your M249.

Here's the second strip. There might be another one, I'll decide tomorrow. Until then, another bit of "C" Team fic. I'll get the art from Ryan later, it's fucking Christmas.) -----

I wasn't there when it happened, but I'm told that Ronia and her incredibly smart friend Sarah cracked the case on this Santa shit, and Brenna folded quick. I might have done more to safeguard the tradition, but Brenna occupies a realm of perfect honesty - a realm so dedicated to the virtue that our son had an operating knowledge of prostitution when he was five.

Her mother called her Walnut. First, because she was small. When Walnut was less small, there were other reasons to call her thus. She was sweet, but secretly so; tender, though few were allowed to know. And there was power, too; great power, her birthright as a Daughter of the Enclave. A sky-piercing power.

At some point, Ubisoft - which had theretofore been enunciating the annual release deathmarch decreed by the Market Elders - decided to release a game and then stay awhile. They also paused Assassin's Creed, but I don't know if they did as a corollary to the new policy or because they needed to plant legumes there because the soil was out of nitrogen.

We need to entertain the idea that is was a joke, one of these Ha Has youths are always entertaining themselves with. But it is true: members of The "C" Team did conspire at the event to consort with another.

Sometimes my friend Amy Falcone says that something is "a lot," and now Gorborath has adopted it. Generally something is "a lot" when you "can't even." That's the threshold.

The Sword of the Conqueror
Notes compiled 1489 DR (AC, SCRTRN)

I feast on spoilers; I actively seek them out. I typically read the last page of a book first - just one more way in which I am an iconoclast, whose zesty street wisdom is incalculable by the undifferentiated Norm. The problem is that there exists a kind of Reverse Market for this type of illicit information, and it's generally flooded with nonsense.

Here's what's going on there today:

(Here's the strip. I've never had a single interaction with Geoff Keighley that wasn't good, so there's no beef; I just do a lot of public appearances too and it's a very fragile time. Here's today's Acquisitions Incorporated: The "C" Team fic, with art by Kate Welch, that is to say, Rosie Beestinger.)

I've wanted to see The Last Jedi ever since I got out of the theater for The Force Awakens. Arguably, I've wanted to see it ever since I knew there was such a thing as Star Wars. You know me; I've wanted people to ask hard questions about these fucking Space Wizards from the jump. It seems like we might be getting there? Anyway, it's out next week and that seems a little crazy, but I am "not mad at it."

The Little Mouth was coiled, asleep, around the dagger that was its child.

As is firmly established, I really, really like it when reviews for a game do not generate consensus. It can mean a few different things: for example, it might be a bad game game whose fetishists tolerate (or even laud) its worst tendencies. I'm certainly guilty of this; that fact that I don't "see art" means that there's an entire band of data I don't perceive and it leads to tension between myself and my friend Glob. In my defense, I played text adventures and games I had to load from cassette tapes, and my aesthetics haven't really changed that much.

I picked up Xenoblade Chronicles 2 for the Switch last week and have not been able to put it down. Yesterday on Twitter I mentioned a Reddit post that I found super helpful when it comes to the combat. Even if you’re not playing Xenoblade it’s a pretty funny read. The combat system is so completely bonkers you end up having to say shit like this while trying to explain it: Bursting 1 orb extends the Chain Attack for 1 round. You can burst multiple orbs in 1 round and that would extend the Chain Attack to the number of orbs burst.

Yes, we just did, like, three PAXes, but there is another one fast approaching - and it is in need of Enforcers! This august body makes PAX what it is, and South especially needs your help. Check out the Enforcer page for South and, thus inspired, take a moment to fill out the application. Here are common Qs, with the As following dutifully behind.