Love That Trope In Video Games Where They Turn Something You Can Buy At A Hardware Store Into A Primary

Love that trope in video games where they turn something you can buy at a hardware store into a primary weapon.

Quake’s nailgun, Doomguy’s chainsaw, Gordon Freeman’s crowbar…

Love that shit every fucking time.

It’s just another aspect of putting yourself into the character through diegetic stuff. You can go buy that nailgun, you can get a crowbar at your local hardware store and be that guy.

These aren’t just hard-ass dudes. Their original purpose, in these games inceptions, were that they were meant to be you. YOU, the player, are slaying monsters.

I’ve got a question for all artists:

How do you guys cope with putting dampeners on yourselves?

Presently, I’m in Art School, and a lot of my projects come with prompts or instructions to fulfill. I often find myself putting dampeners on the work I’m actually interested in doing in order to fulfill “the requirement” of the work. Sometimes I do it to myself sometimes on personal pieces. I think it’s partially just a remnant of High School classes and how down to the letter everything felt then, that I had to do this in a very specific way to get the grades you need. How do you guys “let loose” and just make work? Not just doodling, but a fully fledged piece you just let yourself have fun with?

If it bleeds…

YOU CAN KILL IT!!!

Just a few more hours

everyone knows that space is very very cold, and the sun is very very hot. so i assume there's a bit of space kind of near the sun which is just right. balmy space

Two kitties with Cerebellar Hyperplasia. Essentially they just wobble in unison, but can still enjoy life to the fullest with one another