oh, it never changes, but we carry the weight with us
--- "Hard World" Murder By Death
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@the-annotated-dead
oh, it never changes, but we carry the weight with us
--- "Hard World" Murder By Death
NOW FOR THE-ANNOTATED-DEAD'S COMPLETELY UNBIASED, DISPASSIONATE, CRITICALLY-MINDED REACTION TO THE SEASON 3 TEASER:
Hello, friends, neighbors, and gentleneighbors! Due to the general lack of Walking Dead Game content over the past few months, I have been on an unnannounced hiatus. Hopefully, with season 3 on the horizon, that will change soon, but for now, I'm answering a few asks I've been neglecting!
If I somehow missed/failed to respond to a question you sent, feel free to send it again! It likely just got lost in the shuffle... due to my laziness and failure to check this account regularly. Because I am the worst.
Anyway!
Hello, adorable person! I am indeed having a great day and I hope to have more content to post in the future!
*insert obvious walking dead joke here*
Hello! I always get the nicest, friendliest messages. I think it must be the Clementine icon.
Oh boy, yeah. Though, honestly, as someone who grew up with cold winters, what bothered me the most was that poor Clem almost never put her hands in her pockets. I'm sure it was an animation question, but half the time, my hands were freezing just looking at the poor thing.
Yes, from start to finish, it was a rolling snowball of disaster. Thematically, I understand what they were going for ("things fall apart; the centre cannot hold" etc etc), but I do wish we could have had a few more quiet moments within the storm, so to speak.
Anyway, I may be back to answer more later, but for now! See you guys on Sunday and again in season 3!
... I hope.
In order to manage the mixture of excitement and dread I feel looking toward Telltale's season 3 teaser this Sunday, I elected to do what any normal person would do: make another Clementine fanmix.
I'm the famous pony with one trick.
I Used to Have a Treehouse
Clementine The Decemberists (you slept in your overalls after the wrecking ball bereft you of house and home and left you with sweet fuckall) Alone with the Owl Jason Molina (alone with the owls howling "pain, pain, pain") End of the Line Murder by Death (there's a girl with a flower pot full of dirt and bullet shells; she puts it by her window, gives it sunlight, restores its health; after a month or two the shells start to grow into branches of barbed wire) Give Away Your Heart The Unthanks (headlong, straight up, fall down, get up) Fireproof The National (you're fireproof, nothing breaks your heart; you're fireproof, how'd you get so far?) I Don't Feel It Anymore (Song of the Sparrow) William Fitzsimmons (we'll fall just like stars being hung by only string; everything, everything, here is gone) Fish Wye Oak (they who made you, they made me too; quiet like you, violent like you) Clementine's Theme (Season 2) Anadel (instrumental)
Today is a good day.
“So? You want a cookie? You want a cookie for doing the right thing?”
“Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides" preface by Anne Carson
when i run through the deep, dark forest long after this begun, where the sun would set, the trees were dead, and the rivers were none, and i hoped for a trace to lead me back home from this place, but there was no sound; there was only me and my disgrace
“We’re lucky I’m so little.” “Guess I’m not as small as I used to be.“
I know you people are from down south, but you're all really bad at this ice thing.
Best case scenario, little Omid’s future involves a lot of sleeping in the woods and eating canned beans. Worst case scenario, he’s in an episode of The Walking Dead.
… Sorry, Little Omid.
Christa will instruct Clem in the ways of not trusting creepy assholes.
I’d play it.
I have a top ten list.
Clementine keeps her promises.
I think.