𝑫𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆-𝑫𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝑫𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒔...

Just wanted to drop by and put ya’ll on game rq; 
          
          So my afternoon was spent visiting this banger Japanese life (or hobby) store named Ebisu, after one of the seven gods of luck from the country’s mythology. This was ya boy’s first time there, just so we’re clear.
          
          More to the point, hence its name it sells a variety of anime merchandise and also doubles as a mini convenience store for Japanese snacks and stationary. How cool is that? The interior is BADASS, we’re talking statues of both Amuro’s RX-78-2 Gundam and an LED one of MCU Mark 50 ‘Bleeding Edge’ armor Iron Man.
          
          Now I was mainly on the hunt for things such as Gunpla or Shfiguarts, but to my surprise they didn’t carry any of the latter. Granted, there was PLENTY of other cool shit INCLUDING one dedicated to anime waifu statues but I didn’t stay in that spot for too long, hehe.
          
          What I copped tho? Something a bit humbler, a Real Grade Gunpla of the RX-78-2 but the catch is that it’s a 2.0 version of it, update type-shit.
          Just looking at the box cover I can tell building this thing is bouta go dummy.

Pulled up to the function with Aaron Paulsen’s ‘sup boys?’ to inquire how ya’ll feel about Dispatch.
          
          Is it worth buying? Is it mid and if so should I skip it?
          
          Also, who’s your go-to baddie out of Invisigal, Blonde Blazer, and Malevola?

HAPPY… Halloween? Did I say it right? Hu, strange how one bamboozles themselves after saying something half-heartedly. 
          
          I’m not gonna be wishy-washy regarding how this holiday has me feeling, me PERSONALLY I’d only keep the house lights on just to ragebait kids into thinking there IS someone home to give ‘em candy. *Scoffs* Fuck that.
          
          Tbf, I’m not here to talk any of that. Now… Dead Space 3, considered by many to be a mid entry with an even mid-er ending. To me? It was interesting through the stories told in the optional missions. 
          
          The one that appealed to my tastes was the Reaper Barracks on Tau Volantis’s surface. Brief context; the 163rd Reapers unit originated from SCAF but was apart of a military-led expedition to the planet to trace the Marker’s signal. Now as for the optional mission’s story… depressing would be understating it.
          
          Some time after deploying to the surface, the Reaper’s original ‘water boy’ went missing, so a new private took his place. This private’s name was K Myers, in his eagerness to prove his worth to join he was assigned demeaning tasks that could only be described as harassment. 
          
          One involved cleaning the latrines for a week with NOTHING except his bare hands. After he was finally done with his skin caked in shit with pores broken out over his body, someone took a picture and sent it to the rest of the unit to humiliate him. He was told the only way he would join is if the rest of the unit was dead. He took that to heart, then subsequently decapitated every 163rd member in their sleep.
          
          The lesson here is that sometimes things like Necromorphs aren’t the monsters, but the people around you. Be safe, treat others how you want to be treated unless you to be headless.

When hooping with Michael Jackson doesn’t go as planned:
          
          MJ: *Asks that the ball be passed to him* “GIVE IT TO ME!!!”
          
          “Shoot it MJ!”
          
          MJ: “GIVE ME SOME TIME!”
          
          *The ball clears the hoop, therefore not making it.*
          
          MJ: “Oh nooo~~~”
          
          “MJ what you are doing?!”
          
          MJ: *Makes an excuse*  “YOU KNOW I’M BAD!!!”
          
          “Yea, we know…”
          
          

Ya boy has finally made it through his FIRST ever wedding, no I didn’t stutter. It was for an uncle down in Annapolis so it’s thankfully not too over the state line.
          
          Ceremony was beautiful highkey, highlight was the bride’s dress. First time seeing one up close like it was fucking National Geographic. Reception dinner ain’t until 4 so I’m forced to kick it with a bunch of randos who thank God are NOT complete pricks.
          
          Unfortunately it’s also lightly drizzling which I’m pretty sure Annapolis might be known for.

Thanks for the follow. I hope you are enjoying my stories. Also, do you like my idea of having Samael Nocturne, a Mahito inspired villain be Mundus' son?

Hey my sweet sugar rump, the sun to my moon, my pookie. I want to say something to you man

When someone tells you it’s NOT that deep, then for the love of God just read the room. Even Hyrule believes this:
          
          Midna: “The best part of an Oreo is the black part and not the frosting part. DEAL WITH IT.”
          
          Zelda: “Darkness without light is an abyss. Light without darkness is blinding. You cannot have a coin just ONE side.”
          
          Link: “… Yo Socrates, it’s a fucking COOKIE. No need for your mind to leave Earth over such trivial shit. Christ woman…”

… Oh what’s that? Hulk Hogan died, eh? 
          
          Shame, really. I’m not an 80’s baby so my experience with him is shallowly limited to the character he assumes. He was… a complicated man, one who many times could’ve made countless better decisions in how he lived his life.
          
          But hey, none of us are born perfect. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve gotta get back to bumping Steve Vai. Until next time.

Another star has burnt out, but his legend doesn’t fade. The batshit-insane face of Black Sabbath and pioneer of heavy metal himself, Ozzy Osbourne has died at 76. 
          
          Dawg why the fuck are so many big-name stars getting spawned killed lately? And this is just after his reunion tour with the boys some weeks prior.