SoT is the only game I find a particular satisfaction with running a script once asshats get punchy. I’m fine just fishing or plinkin’ around with the hang, but when dealing with squeakers, they all go down to Davey Jones asap until they rage quit. Fuckem.
Have you ever seen the sphincter muscles on a civet? Truly a work of art. There’s a whole industry of research dedicated to the little buggers anal capabilities called Musculature-Eroneous of Actual Total Span Pressure and Interspecies Nominaliused. There used to be a website dedicated to the topic, idk if it’s still up but you can give it a shot.
I mean if you stretch the definition enough even cells know they are being eaten. they usually respond by “shit this cant be good, I better press this big red button”
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