Kelly Rued, Etcetera
Insufferable as NASCAR, indomitable as moon prospectors, metal as the wind—such is our love.
Welcome, svelte cybernauts, to my personal scrapblog. Some people say, "you waste so much time looking at stupid shit on the internet. When you're on your death bed, think how you'll wish you could get that time back." People who win at the internet don't go out like that. We'll have a lifetime of stupid internet shit saved in our scrapblogs so we can cherish it ON our death beds. Remember that great lol you had in June 1998? I don't either. Don't let your lolz continue to deteriorate like your aging, senile brain. Get a tumblelog and win at the internet. - PSA by KRetc.
The quiet struggle of man against poo plays out each day. Dozens, maybe twenties, will fall today alone, just trying to make it to a bathroom and use the toilet in a sanitary dignified manner whilst thrashing in the throws of some kind of taco tsunami.Thank you for immortalizing their unsung hero’s journey, decadestudios.com.
On the other hand, this fails as a survival horror game. I mean, not for one second was I scared he would shit his pants because I was carefully avoiding the button onscreen that said Shit! (this is like having a button saying Kill Me! on most horror games).
The lack of graphic violent shitting was a bigger bummer. If I die in a horror game, at least let me see my character explode like a blood-bloated ragdoll in a blender, or in this case, at least let me shit my aforementioned pants. The guy looking at the floor in front of the godawful wallpaper does not equal shitting. Was he worried about violating the TOS? Or just not man enough to fake a crazy brutal crapfest on video?
Yes, today is a slow morning. A very, very slow morning.
Don’t Shit Your Pants!
A survival horror game by decadestudios.com
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