My body constantly finds new interesting ways to betray me. You know what never betrays you? Jolly skeltals.
I always resist updating software because usually updates break everything (sup adobe, sup wacom), but I noticed I hadn't updated CSP in a while and wow, is this what proper updates feel like? Things are... better? Anyway, prepare for dumb robots soon.
With all the being sick/broken lately, I've played a whole lot of Warframe, and it contains a fair amount of inexplicable robot breasts. Or so it may seem to the uneducated; us science-minded people know that the chest area is the most efficient placement for power cells.
I saw a post about contrapposto, and I think it's important to remember its lesser-known but equally valid variants.
For some reason I'm still trying to watch my posture to avoid becoming a vulture. I should just embrace it at this point. I've already mastered eating horribly and vomiting when threatened, so all I have left to figure out is flight and I'm good.
The quarantine has made my terrible posture worse so it's even more effort to ungoblin myself.
So that XCOM: Chimera Squad footage was pretty good, but I did spend entirely too much time inspecting if the Vipers still had breasts. For science, y'know. Dr. Tygan worked hard to figure out what those were for. 1/2
I have cut out the middleman and correctly anticipated what people would ask me to draw.
I've only had Hades for a day but
Ys Origin features a large cast of characters who fail to realize that the one person single-handedly cleaving through legions of demons without using magic is maybe not someone you should be trash-talking.
Another one from the TFS review because I still think thirsty cheelai is hilarious.