People seem to be enjoying the vignettes I worked on at Klei for Don’t Starve Together’s Winter’s Feast event, so I thought I’d share them here! The Webber one is probably my favorite
Reflection on some almost purely mental things, centered around the realizations and changes of past few years.
May my words be tossed into the endless abyss that is the cyber sea.
I was born with strong memorization, empathy, imagination and an adaptive ability akin to straight up personality-absorption, all traits which interacted with one-another. To the point of picking up the conversational habits of others within days, and others acting like I was their best friend or close to it when I didn’t even know their name.
I would feel physically less capable by being around old people.
Generally, I'd know how to please anyone in my vicinity, and wish to do so due to feeling their various pains.
I've been an impromptu therapist, recognizing the things that people didn't want to admit to themselves through my absorption and ability to nearly relive their memories as my own after hearing enough details and recording them like the vines on some random walls I passed in New Orleans around the age of 4 or the first ceiling I woke up to on the day that my long term memory kicked in and I realized that I was alive.
Those traits and resulting habits have also offered me a bit of insight; that combined with a few rather interesting encounters, which simply made me realize that some people have capabilities and thought processes that others can never imagine, have granted me some peculiar mental tools to manipulate the workings of my own mind.
The reflection on this allowed me to realize that every act of good is an act of evil in some way; that matter can't be created from thin air. That giving to one requires taking from another, whether or not the theft is acknowledged. Be it an item, or an opportunity.
That a moral of good is one of evil to another party.
That even the standard social practices of one first world country are plain illegal in another first world country.
That helping one can make another miserable simply through that action and past grievances bringing about the power of human hatred.
That being a genuinely good person meant being the ultimate form of evil and causing harm with every step.
...that people rarely express what they actually want, or accept what they want or need internally, and that the only way to guarantee a ‘right’ action is for it to be right by the only person that I know will understand the logic behind said action; myself.
And that my every action up to that point was utterly pointless and contradictory; that in being so naturally good, I was an absolutely horrid creature.
So I've made every attempt to deconstruct those terrible ‘good’ traits.
I tore apart my automatic memorization and loosened the lifetimes of other people’s worthless memories stored in my mind to make room for better ones, and am continuing to follow what I believe to be 'right' and 'just' rather than what the world imprinted upon me for all that time. Simply because that's the path that I want to choose.
Calm.
Collected.
And In Control.
I set out years ago to focus upon those three things, and it changed me more than I ever could have imagined.
I created a fictional character, Reivia, unintentionally the very ideal of what I wanted to achieve, set out to achieve it once I realized this...and have nearly managed to do it.
I've become a person that my past self would actively hate.
Someone who no longer automatically sees the good in others, and doesn’t go out of their way to try to and fail at improving the lives of random strangers.
Someone who is actually trying to counter their innate ‘good’ nature be less kind, focusing on them-self rather than those around them, regardless of the reason. Regardless of what led to that.
Selfish, as opposed to a natural selflessness.
A polar opposite.
An unacceptable existence.
The villain I was searching for.
The one I needed.
The sort of villain that a good person like my past self simply couldn’t continue living without; because without that counterbalance available, the world would inevitably become one.
...I recently encountered someone very similar to my past self.
Much older, and apparently unchanged..initially, I was disgusted by the very thought. That they can’t and likely won’t recognize the evil that their idea of ‘good’ is...
...but.
Now.
I think it’s sort of cute. That determination...is admirable. Refreshing. The idea that someone like that can remain uncorrupted by the world in which we live, for so long...is...nice.
And hell. Villains have to have heroes, too. A surmountable challenge is what makes villainy fun.
Hey guys, For most of my life I've been able to cause a tingling sensation within my body, starting near the lower back area that then intensifies and spreads to my legs and abdomen and even slightly into my arms and neck/head. I can keep it going for 30 seconds or so, but after that I lose the feeling very gradually and somehow deplete my "battery" and can't get the feeling back for a short while. I recently did some research and stumbled upon the "Kundalini syndrome" and it fit. Kind
I FOUND THE THING
Minus the visible physical reaction, this is that thing that I’ve been manually able to do for years.
I wasn’t too far off in saying that it felt like repurposing signals for muscular movement.
Every obstacle surpassed is a resource.
Every person, a new perspective to make use of.
Every segment of life carries something positive into the next.
Reivia is probably the best character that I’ve ever made, specifically because she’s flawed, yet still enforces her own concept of perfection on herself.
A good guide.
I have a very strong imagination.
Occasionally, in absolute darkness, I experience a feeling of vertigo, or at least something similar to what people describe as vertigo; my concept of location is loosened, and I perceive, though not quite see, ‘distance’. Rapidly expanding distance.
Though I got used to it a long time ago, it’s rather uncomfortable.
I focused on it out of curiosity recently.
Apparently I’m perceiving the concept of infinite distance.
It turns out, it just bothers me because I like keeping everything in a personal system of order and infinite anything isn’t exactly manageable.
Imagining a watermelon still works, since watermelons are rather finite and don’t tend to move of their own accord, but now that I understand the catalyst. switching to a simple finite concept of distance is much more effective. Nothing new to add, just changing the existing concept slightly.
Something else to keep in order.
I like order.
Mara would be proud.
I’m glad that she’s keeping her throne.
Most of my free time today was spent looking up an assortment of recipes and planning out food ideas and thinking of how to combine things and what sorts of garnishes and sauces to use in various cases and...
It’s just a really, really nice feeling.
Like.
Extremely nice.
I feel amazing and pure.
I think I’ve finally come to understand the concept of food porn.
And why I originally wanted to be a cook.
And also why I stopped wanting to be one.
I need to be free to experiment.
...that, and it’s all miiiiine. None will take the precious thing.
Mmm.
Anyway.
Yea.
Purification by food ideas and vivid imaginatory prowess.
...I think I’m set on meal concepts for a while.
AND I’M STILL LOOKING ANYWAY :DDDDDD
I don’t get why it’s exciting me so much. I never type in caps lately unless it’s in the spirit of some form of humor, yet I felt an excessive need to do so.
But I haven’t stared at the moon in a while and as a result my levels of mental purity were low prior to this current fascination, so I’ll take it.
*literally the only thing that I’m actually afraid of is the possibility of the destruction of the human race*
*starts drafting a storyboard for something based around the death of the last remaining human beings on Earth*
The Metroid Prime Trilogy would be the definitive version to experience Metroid Prime, but unfortunately it kept that cheesy movie trailer voice that speaks at the beginning and end of the game. Those scenes are just so much more effective without it I don’t know why they decided to add it in the first place
One version of the game had it, one didn’t. I think the later release added it? A lot of logs and such changed between the original two versions, too. To the extent of changing the story in a few places, even where Metroid Prime itself came from. It’s weird.
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