The game awards have just started and the FUCKING RUZZIANS start bombing my city
I thought the sky was falling down
I hate these monsters
I wonder how many ruzzia-affiliated games will be presented this year. Getting ready to vomit.
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The game awards have just started and the FUCKING RUZZIANS start bombing my city
I thought the sky was falling down
I hate these monsters
I wonder how many ruzzia-affiliated games will be presented this year. Getting ready to vomit.
This festive season, I'm thinking about how, from now on, every Year ends with loss, and every New Year starts with mourning for the Dessendre family. The ghost of Verso is doomed to haunt them forever, reborn every time a New Year's Tomorrow comes.
Today I'm looking at some screenshots and think about how Julie would look very much like Aline if she could get older. The resemblance is there, that's how I imagine young Aline looked like.
She had to use a reference for creating the people of Lumiere, even if unknowingly, "from head". No matter the genius, one can only come up with some unique ideas without copying (here) the reality.
Today I'm thinking about cursed cycles and hypocrisy and the pain of not having a choice "for your own good" and the fact that Gustave for Maelle is the same as Verso for Aline
How long will it take for him to beg to unpaint him?
And for her to justify their shared suffering as wanting to spend this lifetime together?
you cannot spell Paintress without pain
the brainrot is well-documented 👁️👄👁️💅
Rewatching the end of Act 2 and now realizing two mind-blowing things. 1/ Verso is genuinely shocked their attacks are nullified. He is also obviously shaken when Aline appears and Maelle starts approaching her — he is surprised to see her there.
It just dawns on me now after so much time that THIS is the moment he figures out his mother is The Paintress. Just rewatch it. Though I think all of you guys have realized it well before I did, and I was the slow one. I am just sitting here baffled and emotional because this makes it all so much worse for Verso. He didn't know his mother and the Paintress are the same person. He viewed the Monolith's giantess as the one, not his mother. I cannot put it into words. I can feel it, the way it is, but cannot explain in a way that makes a lot of sense. 2/ the Monolith's entrance and after - the area where Aline appears. It's not just a sanctuary, an ode to Paintress put into worship etc. It is the mirror of where Alicia and Clea have hidden the Canvas in the real world. Aline knows where it is, already, even before she is pushed out of it. I've thought about it since I've played the game, but now it is just once more jumped at me as something beautiful and so so obvious. So I decided to mention it.
if I create a short interactive fanfic (kinda cyoa with the adventure being a drabble slice of life) about one day in Clea's life, would you read it? Or play it? I dunno what the right word for these things is, I have never created anything similar before. The truth is, my adhd makes writing unbearable, but when it is ✨interactive✨ writing I seem to be slightly more productive. Sometimes. And I have a bunch of mostly verstave fanfic ideas I will maybe try to deliver this way too, BUT they are all long and complex, while this Clea sketch is just as said - a sketch. A good opportunity to see if there are even people interested in reading a fanfic in this way? So please tell me, because the doubt is me even though I kinda really want to do it 🧐
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Today I'm thinking about the cruelty of answering the "I don't want this life" with "I just wanted to live this lifetime together. This lifetime that was stolen from us".
Gustave doesn't have a hand. Simon doesn't have hand.
The terrible, terrible creature of the dark, created as a cruel joke just to scare a child, requires the help of the brave to make it complete - to join the workshop and do work.
They put it together part by part, and he needs this to exist, handless otherwise, helpless.
So in my mind, legends say that a monster lives in the dark, a horror no man can fathom, a pure mix of hatred and cruelty. To survive, to stay, to be it needs to collect what is not his - hands. Arms.
Those unfortunate enough to caught its attention are doomed to lose their limbs, one way or another, sooner or later.
For the monster never settles, never finds peace.
Today I think about how when the 33th reaches the Paintress and faces her on the top of the Monolith, it is actually the first time Verso sees his mother since the Fracture.
In the flesh, truly, really there. And it's the first time in 67 years that she sees him. Acknowledges him.
(only to wip him across the face with the broken "you are not my Verso")
I think about how he looks heartbroken and desperate and like a little child, his temperament and bravado nonexistent, a look and demeanour he only adopts with Aline and painter!Renoir.
"It was a search and rescue operation at first", - he reveals in a conversation with Lune, during Act 2 camp stays. - "I was looking for my mother".
They had no idea then. The Paintress didn't exist on their horizon yet. Him and Renoir - just a father and son searching for a missing loved one amidst the utter horror of their apocalyptic reality.
And then, 67 years later, he finally reaches his mother, the red petals in his hair - all that remains of his imperfect father.
A tragedy frozen in time.
Today I think about how when in Old Lumiere Alicia takes Maelle's hand in hers and shows her the fire for the first time, only one wing of the manor is engulfed in flames - the one where children's bedrooms and the library are.
A tiny detail that gets me every time I think about it somehow.
Today I'm thinking about how Noco's death and possible rebirth foreshadowes the repainting of anybody else after they've died/gommaged.
"Not all of them will return". It will be another person.
Also, having a focus on Sciel while Monoco reveals this truth to us not yet knowing about Pierre and her determination to get him back. Reincarnated. Just like Noco.
I'm gonna so draw Verso or Gustave or Verso AND Gustave like you have no idea
Run from the one who comes to find you Wait for the night that comes to hide... ...leave them to die
cookin' 👁👄👁