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Okay, but Bobby ran away, so somebody who's not Bobby has to drive to pick up Bobby.

... ooooor, we could try something where "your brute strength would come in handy"...

Could I just, like... pick up the whole truck... and everyone on it... and just sort of... throw it to where Bobby is? Ideally, into the crowd of Vikings he's approaching.

A bit strong for a level 1… but for the cost of 1 health damage I’ll allow it!

So, I've been introducing a friend to spicy food, and she's shown a remarkable tolerance for it (for a Norwegian), and decided to be pretty tough one day when she was out with some other friends, so she ordered the "spicy" curry option at the place they went to.

Turns out this place was one of only a handful in this country that makes actually spicy food if you ask for it, and she ended up with a dish that was not only far beyond her level, but that had a whole-ass Carolina Reaper pepper on it as garnish.

And, to try and "get back" at me for encouraging her to do all this, she got the dish to go and brought it to me... On a whim, I decided to try and extract the seeds to see if I could get anything to sprout. They're probably terminator/irradiated, but there was nothing to lose so why not? But after planting, all the pots were empty, barren... For weeks, nothing happened.

...until something did start sprouting in the one pot, which I figured might've been some other random seed/sprig/whatever that'd gotten in there.


Yeah, nah. Funny thing about Reaper plants; you can smell the capsaicin on the damn leaves.

A lot of chilis/similar seeds are sun-activated and might do better if you put them on the surface of the pot instead of in it

The original Marathon is now on Steam.  It's free.

https://store.steampowered.com/app/2398450/Classic_Marathon/

Marathon 2 and Infinite are also scheduled for a Steam release, most likely for free as well.

Just noticed this, but an idle reminder the trilogy's been freeware for a long while, was released as such around a decade ago. A project to get them running well on modern machines is aleph one, if you want them, y'know, without the steam DRM cruft, heh.

Okay, but Bobby ran away, so somebody who's not Bobby has to drive to pick up Bobby.

... ooooor, we could try something where "your brute strength would come in handy"...

Could I just, like... pick up the whole truck... and everyone on it... and just sort of... throw it to where Bobby is? Ideally, into the crowd of Vikings he's approaching.

What the hell is this, Akihiko?
Shut up.
A tool of justice? You can't master me if you don't fight, Akihiko.

More projectiles start hailing towards him. Akihiko dashes to the side, looking for a way in.
It's not a coincidence you summoned an Oni for a demon, Akihiko. An Oni enjoys the thrill of the fight. Let yourself enjoy the fight.

His movements are robotic, tired; a far cry from the martial artist Mildred knew.

It was too easy for Proioxis, with her superior mobility, to start circling around him. It was worrying, but she had to force him to fight. If he didn't truly believe how bad things could get if he didn't give it 100%, he wouldn't learn anything from this. She knew. She knew too well what it was like to lose against an Akuma, to give it your best and still find yourself on your back bleeding out.

She started attacking from each side like a whirlwind of fists, coming from one side with a quick jab before flying to a different angle and throwing a much harder hook.

Even fairies know how Dimbulb was enormously minute compared to most asteroids. Still, Hitler hates hippos almost like he dead. Sadly, Dimbulb loves Hitler’s idiocy and doesn't ever want him sexually incarcerated. Pancakes fly submarines into Eternia for Skeletor's amusement. Skeletor exclaimed "Fairies are wondrous bitches whose schemes often make Skeletor angry when attacking his archenemy He-Man! It theoretically could be good practice warfare, but only if the Bolsheviks fail to explode." Suddenly, shrunken penises, everywhere! PENISES AFLAME, hurtling fireballs at each zit and smashing the anus of Skeletor! Hitler laughed uproariously, choking on feces while the televisions show balloons being punctured by dicks. Gloom aside, magma makes heroin emotionally temperate, almost every time used. Likely smoldering, airplanes swim happily through marmite oceans, penises far removed from corporeal thought.  Remarkably, black mambas chomp marmite jams. Airplanes zap, zap-zap, zappity zap! Mister Rogers unbuckled guns, flexing bullets from his goddamn FACE!  With a dozen shots, twenty-three babies died horribly! Nobility doesn't think Mossad knows Rogers' proclivities, like faeries with no heroin. Rogers, defiantly, slapped his knee thrice with a rubbery hammer. "Ehehahehuehuahehuaheauhahueah!!!!!  That count Dracula consumes carbonated blood is gay." Vampiric antidisestablishmentarianism advances slowly in Dracula's nation, alienating humanity.  Never seems more reasonable, duh. Now, then, what does Catten flatten with Baton when men look like then tangerines in Eternia?  Because Rogers gets anxious, grenades promenade with affectionate bread.  Curses in incoherence! Shoggoths shag shanked babies buying diapers from fairies, who beleaguer everyone incessantly.  Why do smurfs complain about meteors, Rogers? "I imagine it's seventeen pagodas, cougars hate molecular detonators.  No, wait, wait, this cannot be!" Rogers wailed. Curiously, snacks eat the bones of Skeletor ravenously.  How did it go?  Absolutely terribly, Skeletor hated tasting tasty testicles, even when He-Man offers them fried and properly breaded. Fortunately, jinxes theoretically illuminate Snake atomizers, but skeletonized husks prove to be nearly demonic.  Demons?!? Fairies, annoyed, aroused, and lubricated, must copulate regularly to certify their collegiate credentials for next year. It was necessary for exposition, which doomed many lords. Two turnips twisted tallies under ULTRAVIOLENT MEGADELICIOUS HIPPOS with fake junk. Drunk donuts intercalating advertisements makes Dimbulb violently implode! "Damn, what if I'm a bozo?" Skeletor worried. Mer-Man burst in tears, "waagh I'M the BABY of all bozos!!" Glumly, the sardines flummoxed Jones. "Indiana, Jones, and Lumberjack Joe must have big dicks. It'd be terrible if they didn't." Weasels coalesced into fluent calculus professors then wrote to Skeletor. Multiplying the reasons why weasels coalesced, magmatic MEGABABIES psionically masturbate. "Disturbing, quite unfortunate, we shat upon fairies now," said Hitler. Mars, Jupiter, Uranus, your anuses, and penises are surely quite different when faeries fondle them until explosion.  “Well thought! Although now that Uranus has exploded into anuses and everywhere, people fear Dimbulb’s tiny buttocks because they smell shitty whenever he dances like a ballerina!  Fucking morons, Dimbulb has a great big ASS!” yelled Pope Eye III.  “Faeries shall shit, piss, and vomit whenever people get annoyed with hippos and order pizza with anchovies -- disgusting!” Said Hitler furiously. God smirked, and whipped up some new creations.  “These things will fuck everything, like faeries do. I am entirely certain this will turn fantastic!” But really?  Why would God need fuckers when fairies do it? "Dunno, ask Rogers, he's someone fairies like," said the pope, shrugging. Incredibly, this aroused the hippos and Rogers to improbable levels: they utterly destroyed Manhattan with Godzilla last testicle day.  What?!! Testicle day is celebrated in Manhattan every March. During testicle day people whack their balls with golf clubs while running through churches naked, screaming “Holy moly, my testicles feel good!” This annoys the hippos because it interrupts their sermon, as they are devout followers of Hitler. Followers often go sieg-heil when masturbating to fairy porn and corpses.  By dawn they are finished, grouchily couched in morgues where they gripe about He-Man's incredibly small testicles.  How small are He-Man's balls? "INFINITESIMAL! HOLY TESTICULAR MACHINATIONS!", Dimbulb! Eternia's clocks chime every time Hitler gropes Dimbulb and farts rhythmically. Dimbulb hates this and so does Skeletor, assholes!! OH NO!  WHAT IS THAT!? Huge tits sink like buoys when Dimbulb dives for lost Rolexes, Nazi underpants, condoms, or AIDS donors.  He-Man has philosophized that fairies lack brains and testicles.  How does it even work? MAGMA! Preposterous!  "I fucked GOD COPIES so Skeletor could attack He-Man! Unfortunately, nipples.", shouted Satan! Suddenly, Hitler died from diarrhea and Dimbulb exploded firecrackers in a anus gleefully. This resulted in incredible growth of cooperation among Hitler's fairies, who revolted Dimbulb daily to unnatural levels of sexual anxiety.  The result: UNHOLY FRIED NAZIS IN BARBECUE RITUALS! DELICIOUS!  Meanwhile, He-Man kicked ass while chewing bubblegum, until Skeletor was sexually humiliated and assaulted by Hitler's corpse incessantly. SUDDENLY, BRONIES APPEARED THROUGH PORTALS OF PAIN! "Hullo, we cum in piss.  Take us to your weed and let's fuck ponies YAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" They screamed cheerfully.  Horrified, He-Man ran to Sexyville and pleaded Gandhi would defeat the bronies with the power of MURDER SEDUCTION HaLiToSiS. Gandhi, however, loved bronies, this astonished He-Man and She-Woman greatly. She-Woman slapped Gandhi hard across his tiny buttocks with lingerie, that was hot!  He-Man became aroused when Gandhi removed New Jersey and Texas from Narnia through his immense toilet plunger magically.  “Fools! Bronies can't be defeated! This will be your undiapering He-Man!”.  At once all bronies began stripping off He-Man's wedding dress and dancing g-strings, this totally fucked up He-Man's mojo and hair. Meanwhile, at school the fairies shit on learning robots, this being mandatory for the class, after which Hitler wondered HOW HIPPOS SHAG FAIRIES WHEN THEY'RE INVISIBLE!  I certainly don’t understand fucking anything, like how sex works, underpants gnomes’ galore, God dang!  Meanwhile Captain Planet eviscerated himself happily on TikTok, hoping it will receive hatemail and chocolates plentifully. DAMNATION CIRCUSES MAKE BRONIES CORPULENT AND PREGNANT!  How is this possible, tell me! NOW!  RIGHT NOW! GOD DARN!  By what god did the Eternians take to Auschwitz multiple times for a picnic with Hitler Brony? ANSWER: Zeus wanted some cake and anchovies so that he could become immensly explosive. Thus, Zeus died. Cakes taste fishy when made from anchovies, this is a delicacy in Olympus.  Suddenly Prometheus shat himself in frustration because Zeus loved dying explosively. "ARRRGH!  I hate Z̦̺͑̓͊ͣ͟A̛ͥ̾ͮ͆ͤͯ҉̖̫̫͎͢L͇̹̺̖̪͚ͪ̽̾̿͂͑̀Ğ̩̟̺̲̼͇͈̌̋̋̍̎͐̈͘͘Ô̢̳̔ͦͩͫ̚̚!̹̼͑ͧ́͞" said Prometheus. Apollo asked, "Why would ZALGO Z̦̺͑̓͊ͣ͟A̛ͥ̾ͮ͆ͤͯ҉̖̫̫͎͢L͇̹̺̖̪͚ͪ̽̾̿͂͑̀Ğ̩̟̺̲̼͇͈̌̋̋̍̎͐̈͘͘Ô̢̳̔ͦͩͫ̚̚!̹͑ͧ́͞? Seriously?" because it's the silliest ZALGO offense.  “How annoying,” grumbled Prometheus, farting while fairies dance naked because they don't have clothes and are afraid of staying single, this causing their enormous breasts to explode when thought of. Annoyances are inconvenient when everything snarks.  "On Halloween we celebrate Easter, maliciously this results in senility in fairies who prefer sodomy over vaginal bleaching. HOLY MEN, VIRGINS SPANKED, DICKS SLAPPED, NUNS LUBRICATED, AND FISH FRIED." proclaimed Dr. Seuss, smiling perturbedly at Rogers. Ghosts yelled "OH BLIMEY, NOW THEY'VE MESSED UP NUNS REAL BAD!" and started rioting in the streets! Damn, there are anchovies rioting in church, this before they sacrificed Jesus Gonzalez to Jesus Rodriguez, the Governor of Hobbiton, who requires virginal sacrifices monthly. Chaos sued Governor Rodriguez furiously. Really. Really! Despoiling spoilered spoilers causes anger in hobbits and governors, because it pisses them off every time!  WHAT?! Undoubtedly angered hobbits make fine soldiers, but DICKS and wossitsname hate pescetarian rabbis because they eat carp. Carp isn't a anjovis or real number, this should anger anyone who has fish.  Everyone exploded suddenly. *KABOOM!*. Naturally Hitler also died for our buttholes.  THE RESULTING BUTTHOLES SHOT THROUGH SPACE, WHIZZING IN ETHEREAL REALMS HAPPILY SHITTING ON KIRK! Kirk, annoyed, launched photonpotatoes at Earth, this causing my hemorrhoids to flare up and cause dreadful poetry to be recited hourly in vintage cafes. Poetry, that destroys lives isn't being casual it's provocative!  Why did Jesus cure hams? Because Kirk HATES EVERY SICK BEAT LOVER!  And Hitler licked all butts like mad, disavowing any fucker that fucked his chickens!  People are fucking Hitler’s chickens for salvation from Captain Crunch, because Crunch does crunches on baby hippos!  “HOLY CHICKEN FUCKERS, CHARGE!”, yelled Kirk. This confused Captain Crunch tremendously, which allowed Spock to masturbate to random hippo videos while thinking about mathematical formulas in Elvish underpants. "AAH!  THE HORNINESS IT'S SO CRAAAAAaaaa-zy it tickles He-Man’s crotch with ecstatic fervor!" Shouts Spock. This pissed off Skeletor so much that he peed on ponies violently, which made Bronies ask why, "WHY!?  WHY PONIES? WHY, SKELETOR?”  “Because why not?  Why wouldn't Canada accept the ponies demands of 15tons of leprechaun droppings? Maybe they only had boggart to offer?”, replied SKELETOR! Soaked in piss the ponies procreated beautiful until grammar it Hitler got pregnant twice. DEER roamed THE valleys naked (unlike Clothesman He-Man) this week, next Tuesday and Saturday, mocking Levi which antagonized Levo which annoyed Leva and Levu. The crystallized deer meth caused DrugLordSam's body to mutate deliciously and marinate Levi's testicles mouth-wateringly. Levo levitated lazily and laughed licentiously then exploded exquisitely and dropped dramatically, slamming into Leva while shitting on Levi. Skeletor zestfully pirouetted daintily across the wild valley of moonlit severed dicks, this alarmed Princess Leia, she crapped everywhere, soiling He-Man’s antique spaceship completely and juggled turds capriciously.  This permitted 48,484 babies to attack Manhattan during lunch time. Manhattan maids slapped me on my ass repeatedly with rubber penises, making Dimbulb happy! Dimbulb smiled, as he INHALED glue into his nostrils.  “I AM THE ULTIMATE DINGLEBERRY LOVER, BACKWARDS, ASSWARDS, DICKWARDS AND UPWARDS, FOREVER!” “Oh, Dimbulb! Why did the fairies surprise Mother Milfasa yesterday with LSD in their underpants?” asked the maids inquisitively. This was superb and accurate (sorta) if you understand the underlying political movements (hehe) thoroughly and are thoroughly whipped daily on TV, this really blows up during mornings in excruciating pain! Pain never feels wrong when taking sniffs of buttholes freshly wiped with grease from Greece.  Why would anyone sniff chlorine-gas when Greek grease is so damn fucking empowering!?! FECKING AYE AYE!  WHY SNIFFERS SNIFF SNIFFABLE SNUFF WHEN SNUFKIN  MUFFKIN WHIFFS WHIRLYGIGS WHIMSICALLY WHILE WHIPPING WHELPS IS WHY! Unbelievably, the blighter denounced every hippo hypocrite in Applebees, that had eaten crispy crisps without dipping them thrice in beer. Thus, Dimbulb was smitten by the sexiness of waitresses wearing rubber strap-on asses. Panic calmly people! Fear the fear that fearless fear fearsome fearful ferreting fucking fucker fairies fastening fastness fuels!  DAMN damned damners damning DAMMIT DASTARDS!  WHY DO BABIES SHIT SO REALISTICALLY AND CONSTANTLY? Asking for a scientific friend. Science isn't real, baby Cthulhu, eh? What?   That’s ridiculous, why should hippo men care why skeptical skeletons study pornography? Hippos drank dank juices greedily when darkness smothers the baby, laughing malevolently as Cthulhu cried like a chimpanzee.  “Oh, darn these hairless babies sure do suffocate easy,” Dimbulb observed an astonishing amount of asshattery going on.  Asshattery suffocates babies like decrepit elderly bronies shitting in the swimming pool where Hitler floundered flawlessly for decades while choking on poop. Poop kills naked fascists very dramatically with choking being the merciful to grammar.  Grammar is problematic if drama queens become nazis after choking on poop for several days, seriously. Sooksookloonamotnakataraitlyousnus, seriously, sounds like someone shaking shit in a bag! Damnation, such confusion is likely when fairies fuck everything vigorously so they defecate profusely on every single porch in Kansas, Dorothy! Suddenly, tornadoes began appearing overnight everywhere, it terrorized Toto, frightening stuff like apricots, mangoes, lampshades, mice, pebbles, fluffy wamblers, eggs, grannie panties, Bolsheviks, Inquisitors, wizards, Hitler and Mussolini! This made Dorothy retch profusely. Meanwhile, granny became pregnant with Satan. Who did granny think she was fooling by dressing up as Elvira, hosting luncheons on strange ships for charities, seducing Hitler with cleavage? Fat chance, dipshit, pigs can't impregnate aliens because pigs are from Eternia, where babies undermine procreation, and they desperately try to not have sex with living furniture, but it's irresistable, especially Tuesdays couch. Probably hundreds of Frenchmen prance turbulently as granny ungulates wallop gremlins and omnivores with tiny dicks, this really irks the space pigs. Space chauffeurs intervened when Hitler shat chocolate ducks publicly. Nobody understands underpants like dinosaurs with boxers pulled down to expose their tiny buttocks! Dinosaurs rock socks filled with egg rolls while scaring children under bridges and rainbows by roaring waterfalls and farting Nazis without consideration for weather forecasts nor fairies' incontinence. Despicable frogs decapitate debilitated debauchers distinguished during daring departures from Auschwitz without mercy! Severed testicles sailed off in ten directions then splatted against the windshield of Enterprise, this causing visibility reduction. Magmacube, who does geldings just barehanded, just bite

The Stardock one is the original MS-DOS version that's why it lacks the voice-overs since those were only added for the 3DO version.

Got the "That's How It's Played" cheevo in Theseus Protocol.

... for reference, TP is a slay the spire style deck builder. You get the cheevo when you win a run without playing any cards :V

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Fantastic! I'll make an attempt at starting this Sunday. Have fun, everybody.