From Dear Alf 59, this one I forgot about and upon reading it again amused me, so I made a quick-ish thing for it.
This is my new favorite thing.
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@fuzzle-queen
From Dear Alf 59, this one I forgot about and upon reading it again amused me, so I made a quick-ish thing for it.
This is my new favorite thing.
#OnThisDayInGaming! 🎂
Oddworld: Abe's Oddysee for the ps1 turns 23 today in North America!
Abruptly and unexpectedly throws hugs at you:💙💚💙💚💙💚💙💚💙💚💙
WOW thank you hugs back my pal!!!
While mucking around in Garry’s Mod, I discovered that Doc from Stranger’s Wrath has a unique running animation in response to hostiles in the area. He doesn’t perform this animation at any point in the game proper (AFAIK), so it made for an interesting and very amusing discovery
Could i please get a small mammal cursed bio fact if u have one
the grasshopper mouse of the southwestern United States looks like a standard house mouse but is almost entirely carnivorous and is known to kill and consume everything from less homicidal mice to goddamn rattlesnakes, which they kill by jumping onto the snake’s back and gnawing through its spine
behold…. a Bastard
How could U fail to mention that this fool marks territory by howling? Yunno. Like a wolf
Here’s a clip of one of the “howls” these mice make. They actually have six distinct vocalisation types and their wide range of calls can allow them to distinguish species, sex, even individuals.
Another fun fact about them is because they often prey on highly venomous arthropods like scorpions, they’ve actually evolved to cope with the toxins they inject by using sensory neurons that prevent pain signals.
Preparing my new Redwall OC
Trigger warning on the documentary for anyone terrified of centipedes.
I feel like these are the real-life equivalent of fuzzles
ODD DAMN IT ABE
I love the dialogue in this game
Origins pt. 2
His target was acquired: a fairly standard Mudokon. Steef were perfect, unfortunately no races close to them lived out here. Still, he was a resourceful man, he could make do with the people available. This mud was young, healthy, and seemed to be a loner nobody would miss for a while. He’d followed him for a couple weeks, and the mud had only spoken once, to someone else who seemed inconsequential.
This battle would be easy, the mud had no idea what was coming. During the morning, he waited until the mud came to the river to get water for the day. He hid in the rapids, waiting for the perfect time to strike. The mud knelt down with his jug and he leapt, tentacles outstretched to wrap around his head. They struggled for a while, but his suction was far more powerful than the mud’s large paws. He took a few uncomfortable blows as he repositioned, and sent a couple thin probes through the mud’s ears and into his brain. This was going to be difficult work, this brain was shaped differently, he was having trouble finding what he needed. Fortunately the mud was only using his fists, and hadn’t thought of grabbing a weapon. His flesh could take the blows with only minor damage, he’d heal. But he still had to work quickly. Finally, he found what he needed, his probes shot out thousands of tiny fibers, making new connections with the mud’s nerves. He sent out a large shock to take the body out so he could finish his work. The mud fell, seemingly lifeless on the ground, breathing shallowly.
He sent another few probes, these ones sturdier, up through through the mud’s nostrils and mouth, now that he was passed out and so wouldn’t be accidentally gagged. Rather than going down his throat, two probes he sent up, carefully carving a hole through the top of his nasal cavity, and back towards the brainstem. These two opened like umbrellas, sending out even more fibers, carving out the connections he would need to fully use this body. The probe he sent through the mouth went down through his stomach, so he could feed of the mud’s food.
He tested his handiwork slowly, first twitching his new fingers and toes. Seems he had guessed at the mud’s anatomy correctly. Slowly he sat up, then stood up. He would need to act fast, if anybody saw him uncovered like this his reputation in this area would be over, he might even be killed. However, if he acted too quickly, he could easily topple over. He’d gotten used to having to control six limbs, so four should be easier, but the weight distribution was completely different. He took a few cautious steps, felt how the heavy paws weighted his arms down, made it more comfortable to slouch forward and swing them around.
Of course, this wasn’t his body, so who said he had to feel comfortable? As he walked home he stood up straighter and found a more refined gait. He arrived at the mud’s home…his home now. He had a lot of work to do to find a way to mask his identity, but he had as much time as he wanted to do it. This was the most fun part: deciding how he would present himself to this new world.
The mud had a crude piece of metal hung on the wall to function as a mirror, so he took a moment to inspect his new handiwork. He preferred the hulking mass of a steef, but with a good suit and scarf this mud would do.
He was Sekto, and he had finally been reborn.
Another reminder for those who missed the first post that I’m slowly rolling out a new character!
That would have saved me from some embarrassments
“How do you pronounce G-I-F?”
*phone explodes*
I have a really really long list of these and after hearing out how they are correctly pronounced I…refuse to change??? I acknowledge it’s incorrect and I just…don’t care…like it’s not my problem the English language isn’t even coherent to native English speakers like I’m not sorry….
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Friendly reminder I still pronounce Cecil the Mud as Cecille bc Cecil sounds wrong
Origins pt. 1
Of course the one steef that got away from him was his undoing, and now everything was lost. His dam was destroyed, his pets were killed, his money was inaccessible now that he’d lost his host. Even if he could find a suitable host nearby, how could he hope to rebuild? Everybody downstream knew the dam had broken, and believed Sekto was dead, killed by the last steef.
He could try again, but his name was ruined, and there were no suitable hosts, besides the steef. But he would be vigilant now that he knew the truth. No, it was much better to start over. Sure he had lost the river, but there was a whole world to explore.
With no resources, if he went to the cities he would be a pud, a nobody. He wasn’t about to kiss somebody’s ass to work his way up, not if he could be the big boss.
He didn’t know why he ended up at the village, of all places. Perhaps it was the work of the fates who send so many lost souls there. But once he arrived, he realized he had happened upon a goldmine. Self-sufficient natives, too dumb to realize the vast opportunities they were surrounded by. There was so much unsettled, desirable land, he only had to find a way to take it.
But first, he had to find a body worth taking. Should be simple enough, he’d managed to take down the olden steef, he just had to find the perfect host. If he stayed patient, scouted some more, he knew he would make the right choice and get back on land. Then he could rebuild his fortune, his legacy, and his name.
For his name was Mr. Sekto, and this land was his for the taking.
I’m back to writing with a new character, he’ll be ready to interact with soon! Go give him a follow!
That little thing Abe does when he nervously rubs his arm in New N Tasty reblog If u agree
Happy new year!
Let’s hope soulstorm comes soon! Everybody take good care of themselves, remember to drink plenty of TEA! 🍵💚💚💚
some dank oddworld vines for ya all
BLOG IS CLOSED
This account is officially DEFUNCT!! I’m DONE with this blog and starting over. Follow my brand new account “Cecil and Ray” Things got ridiculous and complicated and just not fun anymore so I’m putting this version to rest permanently. I’m keeping all of my blogs online for archival’s sake and I really don’t want to delete my work for the past 5 years. Anyway, see you on the new blog! onto new adventure!