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rionaleonhart) wrote2022-09-05 10:08 am
rionaleonhart) wrote2022-09-05 10:08 am
Dude Feels Cursed As Hell.
More AI: The Somnium Files: nirvanA Initiative! I've just finished Gen's Somnium.
You never know whether this game is going to give you dick jokes or philosophical lectures. It's a real rollercoaster.
Riona: I wonder if we're going to Psync with Mama. I'd love to count how many dicks there are in Mama's Somnium.
Tem: It's like Hidden Mickeys. Hidden Dickies.
Ryuki hasn't really grabbed my attention as a character so far, but I like that he's bad at taking care of himself and struggles with his perception of reality. Go to hospital, Ryuki! 'I'm sure this brain injury/bullet wound will just sort itself out if I ignore it and focus on the investigation' is not a sound strategy!
I can't believe we're playing Pokémon Go in AI: The Somnium Files.
I really can't believe we're fighting Sephiroth with Monobear in Pokémon Go in AI: The Somnium Files.
Date, don't bring civilians to hunt down a serial killer!
Lien, did you bring a Keyblade?
We've been jokingly calling Date Ryuki's boyfriend, but I'm starting to suspect he might actually be Ryuki's boyfriend.
Poor Date. I didn't feel good about his chances. He's ludicrous and terminally horny, but I'm pretty fond of him.
Thank goodness for the Internet. I was trying to answer 'what is the culprit's name?' with 'Tearer Boat'; I vaguely recalled that the name Dahlia had been mentioned somewhere, but I'd completely failed to register that it was significant.
nirvanA Initiative suffers from some dodgy game design in general. The X-ray filter makes it extremely difficult to make anything out, so it wasn't a great idea to present some numbers you could only see in X-ray mode and ask you to solve a puzzle with them. It also keeps going 'solve this puzzle' without giving you any way to double-check the clues you've found!
'Is Ryuki okay?' I don't think Ryuki has ever been okay.
DID SOMEONE UNICYCLE ONTO THE PITCH TO DUMP THE BODY
I'm so disappointed that my unicycle theory wasn't correct.
Stop making me matchmake for Kizzy and Lien! They're a terrible couple! I feel so bad for Kizzy, having Lien follow her around for six years.
Six-years-later Ota looks like a Sonic the Hedgehog character, but it's a bit rich of Gen, of all people, to tell him he needs to worry more about his appearance if he's running a restaurant. Again, Gen, I'm pretty sure you had options other than that terrifying thing you're wearing, given that Date wore a mask that made him look exactly like another human. You're so close you've seen each other's buttholes; surely you could have asked Date to put you in touch with whoever made his mask.
I note that this world includes both masks that look perfectly like human faces and chokers that can make you sound exactly like someone else, meaning we can't trust any character to be who they appear to be. Except Gen, because we can X-ray him and his skeletal structure is unique.
(Why does the voice-changing choker require a key? This seems like a bad idea. Also, I bet Iris's voice actor had fun delivering Moma's much swearier lines.)
Right after I concluded that Gen was the only person we could trust, it transpired that he'd hidden the balloon from us. GEN.
In the 'men in this game having relationships with women who are probably too young for them' rankings, Gen/Amame is infinitely better than Lien/Kizzy, because they both seem to like each other. Gen generally seems like a good guy, even if his taste in masks is extremely questionable.
I wish real cooking just involved pressing the right sequence of buttons on a controller. I'm okay at that. I'm a disaster at cooking.
I tried to make soup a few days ago. The recipe said it took twenty minutes to make; it took me an hour and a half. I used a frying pan instead of a saucepan, I boiled it instead of simmering, and I think I burnt myself on a wooden spoon.
('I just burnt myself on something, but I don't know what it was. There are a lot of hot things around, but I don't think it was any of them,' I said, bewildered. My housemates laughed at me.)
'I apologise for everything that's happened here,' I said, serving the soup up. Seconds later: 'I forgot spoons.'
You never know whether this game is going to give you dick jokes or philosophical lectures. It's a real rollercoaster.
Riona: I wonder if we're going to Psync with Mama. I'd love to count how many dicks there are in Mama's Somnium.
Tem: It's like Hidden Mickeys. Hidden Dickies.
Ryuki hasn't really grabbed my attention as a character so far, but I like that he's bad at taking care of himself and struggles with his perception of reality. Go to hospital, Ryuki! 'I'm sure this brain injury/bullet wound will just sort itself out if I ignore it and focus on the investigation' is not a sound strategy!
I can't believe we're playing Pokémon Go in AI: The Somnium Files.
I really can't believe we're fighting Sephiroth with Monobear in Pokémon Go in AI: The Somnium Files.
Date, don't bring civilians to hunt down a serial killer!
Lien, did you bring a Keyblade?
We've been jokingly calling Date Ryuki's boyfriend, but I'm starting to suspect he might actually be Ryuki's boyfriend.
Poor Date. I didn't feel good about his chances. He's ludicrous and terminally horny, but I'm pretty fond of him.
Thank goodness for the Internet. I was trying to answer 'what is the culprit's name?' with 'Tearer Boat'; I vaguely recalled that the name Dahlia had been mentioned somewhere, but I'd completely failed to register that it was significant.
nirvanA Initiative suffers from some dodgy game design in general. The X-ray filter makes it extremely difficult to make anything out, so it wasn't a great idea to present some numbers you could only see in X-ray mode and ask you to solve a puzzle with them. It also keeps going 'solve this puzzle' without giving you any way to double-check the clues you've found!
'Is Ryuki okay?' I don't think Ryuki has ever been okay.
DID SOMEONE UNICYCLE ONTO THE PITCH TO DUMP THE BODY
I'm so disappointed that my unicycle theory wasn't correct.
Stop making me matchmake for Kizzy and Lien! They're a terrible couple! I feel so bad for Kizzy, having Lien follow her around for six years.
Six-years-later Ota looks like a Sonic the Hedgehog character, but it's a bit rich of Gen, of all people, to tell him he needs to worry more about his appearance if he's running a restaurant. Again, Gen, I'm pretty sure you had options other than that terrifying thing you're wearing, given that Date wore a mask that made him look exactly like another human. You're so close you've seen each other's buttholes; surely you could have asked Date to put you in touch with whoever made his mask.
I note that this world includes both masks that look perfectly like human faces and chokers that can make you sound exactly like someone else, meaning we can't trust any character to be who they appear to be. Except Gen, because we can X-ray him and his skeletal structure is unique.
(Why does the voice-changing choker require a key? This seems like a bad idea. Also, I bet Iris's voice actor had fun delivering Moma's much swearier lines.)
Right after I concluded that Gen was the only person we could trust, it transpired that he'd hidden the balloon from us. GEN.
In the 'men in this game having relationships with women who are probably too young for them' rankings, Gen/Amame is infinitely better than Lien/Kizzy, because they both seem to like each other. Gen generally seems like a good guy, even if his taste in masks is extremely questionable.
I wish real cooking just involved pressing the right sequence of buttons on a controller. I'm okay at that. I'm a disaster at cooking.
I tried to make soup a few days ago. The recipe said it took twenty minutes to make; it took me an hour and a half. I used a frying pan instead of a saucepan, I boiled it instead of simmering, and I think I burnt myself on a wooden spoon.
('I just burnt myself on something, but I don't know what it was. There are a lot of hot things around, but I don't think it was any of them,' I said, bewildered. My housemates laughed at me.)
'I apologise for everything that's happened here,' I said, serving the soup up. Seconds later: 'I forgot spoons.'