That offer from Lou doesn't seem so bad right now. I kinda wanna do it. But I hate politics...
Oh well, I guess I can play Dinosaur Hunter Ascended for the third time.
I love this game so much.
It's offline which is a blessing.
My favorite thing about this game is the character customization. There are so many clothing add-ons that are general enough to swap and mix and match. You can make your character look literally any way you want too.
You can also design your love interest. I don't really have too much of a type. Race or ethnicity doesn't matter to me, so I just make her pretty. PERSONALITY THOUGH, let's just say I have a very s p e c i f i c type.
I like d e v e l o p e d tomboys if you know what I mean.
You can choose their personality too. I chose tomboy of course.
She's uh, hehehe.
A fellow Dino Hunter in y'know "epic" female armor for jrpg standards.
We both have the absolutely insane rocket bone sword...
I missed these cutscenes.
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Yeah after playing this twice, it doesn't hit the same the third time.
Should I watch some anime? I have like 100 anime on my external 500000 TB hard drive on my phone that I haven't watched yet.
My Ex-Wife is Now My Step-Mom, not in the mood for psycho drama thrillers atm. My Non-existent System, read the novel, don't know how it'd translate as an anime with all the reading MC does, very good book though. Hacker Queen, watched. Empress of Glass, read. Maniabox? Needs more women. Blank Ballistics? Interesting. My Senpai Feels Weird About Loving Me... h o w a b o u t t h i s.
It's PG-13 don't worry it's not 2014 ecchi anime bad. It's about a 16 year old boy that works part time at a cafe with his senpai that's 20 that he was friends with in freshman year. She's a beautiful woman and she just needed a part time worker at the cafe she inherited.
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4 hours later...
I'm just absolutely murdered with cuteness and sappy romance. The cringing and everything. The absolute culturedness of this MC is just amazing. The female lead is so complexly idiotic, but cute, and it makes me want to hug her and look at all of her fan art.
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Is there anything else to do? My eyes are burning.
I guess I'll eat some food.
All of these sausages, should I make a fire? Nevermind, Lou asked for a smoke signal.
I wish the scientist was a single young (even if not, as long as she's younger than 35 to be honest) woman, maybe I could charm her with my dashing good looks....
Yeah no, I'm a 7/8ths white dude with dreadlocks being the only showing of my blackness. I look like a hippie from Oregon. No girl likes that. I also got a lot of bacne sadly.
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Enough thinking about that I'm bored.
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UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH LOU WHY DID YOU HAVE TO GIVE SUCH A GOOD DEAL!!!
A girl introduction and I presume water too is in the running for an offer of just openly approving of a mayor that I don't have to say I endorse and could just be friends with...
But that would mean I have to walk to the stupid town and worry about getting s**ually assaulted by women that have had the water and food to workout, I'm basically just a 6 foot 3 150 pound toothpick with enough muscle to carry like 40 pounds at most. Unless I have to shake off another toothpick, I'm screwed because of the laws of surface area and density spreading my force evenly, essentially making me not give as much pressure. If she's even remotely around 130+ pounds, I'm basically screwed due to the laws of density making her use her body more effectively than I can.
Enough math, I actually paid attention for once yada yada.
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I really crave companionship and it doesn't seem so bad to befriend who's essentially the richest person in a semi-communist (like the PRC) town, and I wouldn't have to live there.
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The pros really do outweigh the cons. The only real con is having to deal with Lou AND Armin for a couple hours a week or more.
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Is it worth it?
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I guess surviving is always worth it, all I gotta do is be a friend to her and say that I may date one of those single women. It can't be that bad as long as she isn't like that one girl from the town square.
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Right?