For anyone not aware.

Children of the Stars - for a slew of images I relate to my science fiction book. Landscapes, space, science fiction concept art etc

Kail’s Writing Corner A.K.A WTF Is the Plot - my original writing blog that I should really pay more attention to.

Let’s Make Some Stories - my skyrim blog for my main dragonborn Elanna Delcraine. Yes the relationship between Elanna/Valia is heavily inspired by Elanna/Serana. 

I Was a Good Jedi - blog for SWTOR K’Surda.

Prowling the Streets - blog for Mafia!K’Surda.

warpedesto:

do you ever just

make a friend and think

I am so glad this friend is mine

So switching back and forth between New Vegas and Skyrim I am swiftly reminded of why the former only has double digits in playtime and while Skyrim has over 300 hours logged in.

It’s all down to preference really but there’s something incredibly glaring about the difference between stealth in NV and Skyrim. Maybe I’m just not playing it correctly.

But as an example I was running down one of the main broken down highways of the wastes and noticed a little red line show up on my compass thing. So I crouched down, moved behind a rock behind where the thing was and saw it was an adult golden gecko.

It was just standing there with it’s back to me so I waited a good 20-25 seconds to see if it moved around, it didn’t. So I started sneaking up behind it to smash its little face in with my lead pipe because I’m a such a lovable and friendly person.

Ten steps away, well out of melee reach, the little fucker does a 180 and attacks me.

I wasn’t running up to him I was sneaking. As in crouching. As in moving slowly and quietly.

This has happened more than once, with sentient enemies and feral ghouls.

Does stealth in NV only reliably work when you have an unending supply of stealthboys?

Now I remember why I console commanded myself up to the tits with weapons and armour and skills up to 9000. There’s just something very awkward about NV’s mechanics to me and I can’t put my finger on it.

Ultimately I get more sucked into fantasy, gods, werewolves, vampires, magic and ancient prophecy and shit as opposed to post-apocalyptic wastelands.

comedy-con-couture:

WHY DON’T HUMANS HAVE A MATING CALL THIS FLIRTING THING IS SO FUCKIN TIRESOME

(Source: territorialcreep)

jimmyjamjimjohn:

rubywhiterabbit:

One day we’ll be in a Marvel movie, sitting there as something doesn’t feel right. and as the credits start to roll we’ll know what it is. It will flash up on screen and our hearts will break. “In loving memory of Stan Lee”. There was no cameo in that movie. And there never will be again.