#eight points

[speaker-of-the-void-cats]

"When he reached a displacement of eight he told us he was dead."

"He sees the wolves have formed up around him. Eight of them."

"The greatest gaiaforms of our solar system are eight in number—or, if you prefer, [N]ine—but asteroids and minor planets have them too. And in their sidereal generosity, these gaiaforms will protect us, if we ask them."

Fist of Eight Moons

"Only in the Ascendant Plane—where a well-defended idea is a reality—do these moons, in this small way, still exist."

"Eight Barons and an Awoken prince - and only one of you. I so dislike betting on the underdog… But you are resourceful…"

"The man turned to his left and saw a familiar, weathered face staring up at the eight Barons of the Tangled Shore."

[...]

"’Sundance’ appears to be the victim of a single, catastrophic wound from a Devourer Bullet, modified to fire from a Scorn launcher. Projectile classified as ontological.”

“Define Devourer Bullet.”

“Payload matches the ballistics of a Weapon of Sorrow or a comparable Hive implement.”

"We are all pinched silhouettes impaled on the twitching of infinitely long spiderlegs."

"You must reckon with yourself. Can you see the path ahead?

Do you know the shape of your trial?"

Auseklis

Ogdoad

Guñelve

Arevakhach

Schläfli

Compass rose

Isotoxal | edge transitive

Eightfold Path

The Star of Lakshmi

The Star of Ishtar

The morning star

First light of the new dawn

Venus

[Consult Cryptarchy's pre-Golden Age stacks for more information]

"Is it a simple answer? Perhaps none who serve you have the capacity to grasp your vision. And so, rather than waste more of your time and attention on explaining something they will never hold, it is enough that they act as you will. The Witch and her Hive carving single-mindedness out of the cloth of the universe, that whispering Nightmare seeking the fullest gamut of existence, the Upender destroying all differentiation. Shadows on the wall.

In this case, it would be hubris to think I have understood your work, that I alone among your Disciples have grasped what purpose it is we serve. All of us must see darkly reflected.

But there is relief in simplification. There is kindness in winnowing. So then, why is this proliferation permitted?

The shadows, showing the truth by their casting. [...]

There: I have resolved the conflict within my thoughts, and I am at peace again. Once more, I am only your violence and nothing more.

The Final Shape will realize us as we strive."

—Unknown Disciple of the Witness, Inspiral

Who am I?

Call me Coyote. Call me mantis, serpent, Cagn, Anansi, call me Sri-cleans-his-brother's-stomach. Call me the grandmaster of semiosis, the jeweler's hammer which gilds the signal, a purposeful mob none of whose members know its purpose, the infinite regress of enigmas, a self-questioning answer, the word not spoken, black ice, cataract of mimes, the ache and fever of overthought while bedridden with illness, the intolerable thorn of frustrated inquisition, gray regret at the end of a fruitless day, the thing which is unlike your beloved but arbitrarily recalls your beloved to agonizing effect, architrave of the no-window, needle driven in flush with skin so that desperate fingers cannot pull it out, sweet petal, unmemorable, crystal death, the provably improvable.

Here at the center, I lie to you the truth. You have everything you need to know it, but I will give you a clue, as the duelist gives warning before she draws. The answer you seek to the Dreaming City is simple, not complex.

In primordial space, timeless creatures made waves. These waves created us and the others. Waves were the battles, and the battles were waves. Fleeing all W'rkncacnter, Yrro and Pthia settled upon Lh'owon. They brought the S'pht, servants who began to shape the deserts of Lh'owon into marsh and sea, rivers and forests. They made sisters for Lh'owon to protect and maintain the paradise. When the W'rkncacnter came, Pthia was killed, and Yrro in anger, flung the W'rkncacnter into the sun. The sun burned them, but they swam on its surface.

Marathon 2, Six Thousand Feet Under terminal: ax1-40^23<094.95.28.85>

Oryx went down into his throne world. He went out into the abyss, and with each step he read one of his tablets, so that they became like stones beneath his feet. He went out and he created an altar and he prepared an unborn ogre. He called on the Deep, saying: I can see you in the sky. You are the waves, which are battles, and the battles are the waves. Come into this vessel I have prepared for you. And it arrived, the Deep Itself.

Books of Sorrow

XXXI: battle made waves

Verse 4:1 — battle made waves

[theniftycat]

This shit is wild. This video retells an interview of an Fntastic employee who worked on The Day Before.

It repeats what my cousin (an ex-employee of the company) said about his time working there. The Gotovtsev brothers made all the decisions, often on a whim. The workers had to remake the same things multiple times and keeping their mouths shut, or else they'd get fired.

Also, apparently, it was Mytona (their publisher) that forced Fntastic to close a couple of days ago. Makes sense, they lost a lot of money on that game.

Fntastic changed their name on Steam to Eight Points (their original name), so they can sell their older games without using their tarnished title.

Honestly, just wow.

[fandom-frenzy]

casper coming back to take it in 5, beautiful

a bagel and a breadstick

fighting for every point and getting a break at 15-40 down

it's all so fantastic

it's a pity he's going to get demolished by taylor

[oneangrygamer]

The Wild Eight: How To Hunt Deer And Fend Off Wolves

The Wild Eight: How To Hunt Deer And Fend Off Wolves

One of the popular new games currently making the rounds in Early Access is the crowd-funded survival game from Eight-Points called The Wild Eight. For gamers who have completed the tutorial but still need a bit of help with the basics surrounding hunting and fending yourself off from wolves, there are some basic hints and tips that you can apply to help you survive the harsh Alaskan winter. (mor…

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[oneangrygamer]

The Wild Eight Receives Screenshots With Q1, 2017 Release Announcement

The Wild Eight Receives Screenshots With Q1, 2017 Release Announcement | #IndieGame

The strategic survival game, The Wild Eight, from Eight Points and HypeTrain Digital has finally narrowed down the release window to the first-quarter of 2017. The isometric game set within the frigid cold of the great Alaskan north also received some new screenshots to help give gamers an idea of what to expect from the upcoming title. (more…)

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[oneangrygamer]

The Wild Eight Overview Trailer Highlights Secrets, Survival And Multiplayer

The Wild Eight Overview Trailer Highlights Secrets, Survival And Multiplayer

Eight Points and HypeTrain Digital released a new trailer for their new upcoming survival game, The Wild Eight. The crowd-funded title’s overview trailer gives gamers a small taste of what they can expect from the wilderness survival game set out in the deep snowy forests of Alaska. (more…)

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[oneangrygamer]

The Wild Eight Video Features Updates And Upgrades Ahead Of Early Access Launch

The Wild Eight Video Features Updates & Upgrades Ahead Of Early Access Launch | #IndieDev

Developer Eight Points and publisher HypeTrain Digital released a new video for their upcoming isometric survival game set in the wilderness of an Alaskan forest. The video is a bit more on the tech side, focusing on the improvements and updates the developers have made on the title following a successful Kickstarter campaign, as well as giving gamers a look at what they can expect when The Wild…

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[mavencash]

Eight Points (Eight)

Everything has elements of harmony, and everything has elements of chaos. That's how this, and every, universe operates. It stands to reason, then, that there'd be a spirit of chaos in every universe, and this is true. Each is represented by a draconequus. Just as the My Little Pony universe is Discord's home universe, Eight Points is the spirit for the Black Knight (pinball) universe.

Eight is a fun-loving, social, affable fellow, a bit flighty, and somewhat forgetful at times. While he likely won't befriend everyone, it would be pretty hard to not be a friend of Eight's.

His head is a zebra's, with a lion's mane and a forked tongue, one which always hangs out of his mouth. On his chin is a ridiculously long beard, which wraps around his body, ending up well below his arms. His midsection is a green fur, with a grey wolf's arm on his right, and a blue dragon arm on the left. His bottom is a raccoon, with a speckled white rabbit leg on the right and a kangaroo's leg on the left.

He usually wears a couple trademark items, the most obvious of which is usually a sports jersey, preferably one with a player on a team they weren't on for very long. The other one is a necklace with the digit "8" on it. Less often, but still common, to see on Eight are shoes, which he'll poof on when he's about to land on the ground. He'll be too lazy to remove them afterwards, though.

By the way, “Eight Points” is a reference to the symbol of chaos.