AMERICANS? IS ROOT BEER NICE?! I WANNA KNOW
No third option you gotta pick a side
i've always imagined the player being some scary archotech omniscient being that the colonists follow the orders of because at first like... what else are they to do? clearly the voice in their heads has a plan for them, why not listen. and as time goes on you grow closer as the colony develops, not following your orders due to necessity but trust. you've kept them safe for this long, you clearly have their best interests in mind.
that's my take at least.
another concept that I think would be interesting to explore in fic, is What do the Rimworld colonists think of the player?
What are you to them?
You design the colony, and they will build everything you lay out, no questions asked.
You decide what their priorities should be, and even if you make stupid decisions that put their lives in danger, they will follow that order without question.
You can give them a long to-do list, and the only reason they'll stop before completing it (aside from you telling them to stop), is if they physically cannot continue, because they're ready to collapse of hunger or exhaustion. Or are in such a bad mood they have a mental break.
Why are they so willing to obey you? What are you, that they trust you so unflinchingly, and let you dictate their lives?
You are capable of being in multiple places at once, as demonstrated when part of the colony is in a caravan several days' travel away, and yet you can instruct both groups in the same moment.
Time does not flow over you the same way that it does the colonists. There are times where you notice things too late, yes, but there are also times when, the very moment disaster strikes, you have a plan as though you were able to deliberate for hours during the span of a breath.
You have not aged. You were here when the first pod crash-landed, you bore witness as their children were born, you watched over them as they grew into adults, and you were there still, as they reached reached old age. You will be there for as many generations as exist in this land.
What are you?
hunter: oh dear! this is quite a mighty foe.... if only there were a simple way to enhance my combat ability....
the ever-talented palicos:
i've begun doing this fun thing called "j-jonah-jamesonmaxxing" where whenever i see someone instalock spider man i begin yelling how they're a menace and they should be hung by jumper cables
just watched the broly movie with a friend and uh
broly's my son now. i love him like he is my child. he deserves the world.
My disguise fucking sucks and i am going to get killed
within the day this gets reblogged by vex and corsair with their infinite followers and my phone turns into a high frequency blade with the notifs
this is what i get for being funny i guess
lancer has done things to me
i used christ-the-buddha as an expletive in front of my parents. i'm finished.
A while back my pharmacist saw my deadname on my profile and accidentially called it out, he corrected and deleted my deadname from the system so only my preferred name shows up now. There was a crowd of people behind me, so as he hands over the pills he apologized, in equal tone and volume as when he called my deadname and lied saying it's been a long day and he didn't mean to call out -his own- name. I quietly told him it was fine and he didn't need to do that for my sake.
His response: "No, it's my name now."
I went to the pharmacist yesterday, his nametag is my deadname. He informed me he's immigrating and in the process he's changed his first name to my deadname to have an English sounding name. That's why he's now able to get a reprint of his nametag to be my deadname. And repeated, with the intense seriousness of someone who is going to die on this hill: "It's mine now. Not yours. I'm taking." His tone indicated that decision is final.
Bro literally deadnamed me once, and has committed to flat out stealing my deadname. It's his now. Legally. Officially. I over heard his co-workers call him by the name.
thing i noticed
so the ips-n blackbeard has that bulky torso and those evil shoulder vents
you know the ones.
so basically, what i noticed is that, despite being the mech with The Big Greatsword, as far as i can tell the blackbeard completely lacks the range of motion required to perform complex swordfighting maneuvers (especially ones with a heavy blade such as the nanocarbon sword (although i'm not John Swordfighting so don't quote me on that))
so it's probably less used like a sword and more like a sharp tire iron or perhaps a lawnmower blade that you gave a wildly-swinging maniac. which. i mean it, is the blackbeard.