Zeusthecat

Can you guys please stop having so much fun? it's making me depressed.

It's actually kind of fucking terrifying to think of how prolific this is within the entertainment industry. Bill Cosby, Kevin Clash, R Kelly, Woody Allen, and countless others all with multiple allegations of abuse or molestation. And even after these allegations surface they still receive awards and accolades from the public and their colleagues. I shudder to think of how many more sexual predators there are within the entertainment industry that haven't been publicly outed. I want to agree with this but it isn't always so straightforward to me. I mean, it's one thing to swear off any work of art or entertainment that is created by a known sexual predator but what about all of the art that we enjoy and sing praises of that is made by sexual predators that haven't been publicly outed? Sure, we can legitimately claim ignorance in this case but it must still hurt the victims immensely to see their abusers being adored by the public. I don't like the idea that I need to re-train my brain to despise something that I previously found pleasing every time something like this comes to light, especially considering that I am still inevitably enjoying something made by other, equally horrible human beings. But I don't know, I can see the argument that I have a moral obligation to do whatever I can to not support these people. This issue is fucking complicated and I wish we didn't live in a world where anyone with enough money could get away with this kind of stuff. It would be nice to see all of these people serve prison sentences like anyone else would, lose all rights to their creative works, and be shunned by society for the rest of their existence. Also, sorry Bjorn. Just wanted to get that out.

Yeah, what the hell is a gaming towel?

I just want to add to this that if I could shoot someone in a video game with a malaria gun and then secretly follow them for awhile until they start vomiting and flailing around and then teabag them when they finally collapse, that would be the best thing ever. Even better if they returned to a base and infected everyone else with malaria and then you could go around teabagging everyone in the base. And better yet if all that teabagging re-filled your malaria bullets.

This thread is fucking awesome.

So I'm still stuck. There must be something obscure that I am missing somewhere but so far nothing sticks out. I've tried patching the hole in the Danjer Cove boat. I've tried to find a way to grind my half eaten biscuit into crumbs so I could lure the feral chickens back to the coop. I've tried messing around with the stage lights but it seems I am still missing instructions on how to use them. And I've spent some time messing around with that suspicious fountain in the middle of town. Since the island I'm on isn't too expansive I'm thinking of just going through every area and testing every single combination of items. But I think I'm gonna toil for just a little bit longer first.

I guess even conforming to the golden ratio isn't enough to make Sonic attractive.

I think your point is well taken. I would like to think there is a way to praise a piece of work without necessarily praising the author but I'm not sure that is truly possible. By doing so you are inherently praising the author that created it. But at the same time I agree with you that it is not practical to just automatically start disliking things whenever you find out they were created by a monster. I think this is just one of those super shitty things about life that there is no avoiding.

Sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you don't.

Here's a couple more of my favorites. Major nostalgia listening to these:

Is he on drugs? I've known some people in the past that started exhibiting this kind of behavior and in almost every case I came to find out they had gotten hooked on meth or coke.

This is one of my favorites:

Yeah, thanks Obama.

Just to add my two cents, this pretty much sums up why I personally lost interest in pursuing this career path. For most of my life my dream was to one day have a career making video games. But as I've gotten older and become more aware of how the video game industry works, I've decided that it just isn't for me. Between all of the stories I've heard of crazy long hours worked during crunch time and video game studios starting up and shutting down left and right, I realized that the chance of me having a stable career with a good work-life balance would be pretty slim. Even if my perception is all wrong and these perceived negatives aren't really accurate, I'm still not sure it would be the right path for me due to the last point you made in your post. I'm worried that it would destroy the enjoyment I get out of my favorite hobby. On a related note, about a year and a half ago, I downloaded Visual Studio and Allegro and started trying to make my own game. It was going great for a few weeks until I realized that I'd rather be playing games than making them. Since then I've come to the conclusion that if my dreams came true and I could magically make money doing something video game related, it would fall more along the lines of writing about my experiences with video games. Considering I don't quite have the necessary writing skills to pursue that kind of thing and I am quite happy with my current job, that is not really anything I plan to pursue and I have just accepted that I will probably be happiest playing and enjoying games without having any commitments tied to it.

Then wouldn't we have a black hole just constantly shitting all over us?

Whenever I think of something I truly cherish, this is what comes to mind:

Fixed.

I finally achieved 100% completion in Grand Theft Auto 5. I loved just about everything about this game. The story is definitely the weakest part and the first 10 hours are pretty slow but beyond that everything is golden. The high level of polish on every little diversion in the game combined with all of the systemic elements at play made for a very entertaining experience. I also just started GTA Online and so far it is pretty damn fun too. When this comes out on PC I might just purchase it again and go through everything a second time.

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I finally achieved 100% completion on single player and started GTA Online last night. I'm also on PSN and would love to have some good time with fellow thumbs. My PSN ID is xXZeusthecatXx And weirdly, when I played last night I got put into a session with two other Idle Thumbs crew members. I didn't recognize the handles but it's good to see there are some other Idle Thumber's still playing this.

If schedules work out I would totally go for this. A group building project would definitely be a cool thing. And I agree with Twig. A reboot would probably kill my interest.

So far I'm kind of surprised at the quality of the puzzles. I would have expected a mode with extra puzzles to just have a bunch of half-baked filler puzzles but so far most of them don't seem too unfair or unreasonable.

I'm still logging on a few times a week.

I played some more over the last couple days and got a bit further. Shortly after resuming play, I made my way back to the restaurant to double check everything there and see if there was anything I missed. It appeared that I had found all of the items I could pick up in that area so I decided to go back through my inventory and make absolute sure there was no potential item combination I was missing. As I was going through my items I happened to try using the maggots on the nasty chicken and was disgusted to see them gobble up the whole thing and run back into the biscuit barrel. This ended up being exactly what I was missing and upon looking at what remained of the nasty chicken, I found the Brimstone Beach Club membership card nestled inside. After picking the card up I headed straight over to the dickhead cabana boy. After showing him the card, I picked up a towel from the towel bin and headed to the beach. Unfortunately the sand was too hot so I had to figure out a way to get across without burning my feet. Luckily it didn't take me too long to figure out that I could grab multiple towels, dip them into the ice bucket back at the entrance, and lay them down on the sand to make a path. Once I finally got across I talked to the creepy guy at the end who kept calling me 'babe'. After talking to him, I learned that he had the map I needed tattooed onto his back and that I would need to wait for him to roll over to get a look at it. Once our conversation was over I was able to pick up the mug resting on his belly and from there I went to the most logical place I could think of: Gary Coleman's lemonade stand. Once I got to Gary Coleman's lemonade stand, I immediately switched out the bottomless mug with the mug I had picked up at the beach. I then asked for a glass of lemonade and was finally able to quench my thirst. Unfortunately, this put Gary Coleman out of business and he ran off, leaving his lemonade pitcher and the mug I had switched out. I then picked up the lemonade pitcher (apparently the mug was useless now since Guybrush didn't want it) and, since the dye vat was right next to me, I tried using the pitcher with the vat and was able to fill the pitcher up with dye. Once I saw that that was what the pitcher was for, I had a sneaking suspicion that I would need to somehow use the dye on the creepy 'babe' guy to trick him into thinking he had a tan or a sunburn so he would roll over to tan his back. So I headed back over to the beach to see what I could do. At this point, getting the 'babe' guy to roll over ended up being pretty simple. I just put the bottomless mug I had picked up from Gary Coleman onto his stomach and poured some red dye into it which then leaked all over the guy's chest. As expected, he was convinced that he was starting to burn and flipped over. Now I could finally look at the map, but upon further inspection I realized that I didn't have any way to copy it. So I spent some more time going through some of the various spaces before eventually discovering that I could snap a wet towel at the cabana boy to scare him away. With him finally gone, I was able to pick up the oil that was sitting next to the fryer. From there I headed straight back to the 'babe' guy to try to use the oil on his back map, thinking that it would somehow enable me to transfer the map. Thankfully, it ended up working, although not quite as I had expected. It turned out that using the oil on his back caused him to get an instant 2nd degree burn which enabled me to get the map by peeling it off his gross back. And this is about as far as I got. I've played at least another hour since getting the skin map and am once again stuck. I strongly suspect I will need to get the gold tooth from Captain Blondebeard and that I will need to use that to convince the third barber to join me. To do that, it looks like I will need to find something crunchy for him to eat since that is what he's craving (and now that I have access to the fryer I bet I will need to fry something in there to make it crunchy). Then either that will knock his tooth out or I will need to give him gum afterwards and the tooth will get pulled out by the gum. To add another interesting layer, I found that I can dip the pie pan in the mud outside the restaurant to pan for gold, but each attempt comes up dry. I'm wondering if Blondebeard's tooth will somehow end up going down the drain pipe and into the mud and I will need to "pan for gold" to get it out. Also, I found a secret button in the beach area with all the feral chickens. It makes one of the fort cannons fire but so far it doesn't seem like it really does anything useful.

I picture a 9 foot tall necromancer built like a freight train.