ps5 pro doesnt even have a disc drive, which is sold separately for $80 on top of the $700 for the thing this gaming shit cooked. if anything a console in 2024 should be having more disc drives not ripping them out completely

Likely won't arrive before It's Time, but I hope it arrives at all.

I've rarely been more glad to have bought a plush when I did. I won't pass up some stickers and an embroidered patch as well.

Shipping is incredibly cheap (was for me, at least). It was like $5 to AUS.

I think I'll make a more well thought out post about this after work today, but....

Interest check for me setting up a dedicated V Rising server for all the eggbugs-- no, all the eggbats! out there? It's a fun game solo or with 1 or 2 friends, but it really shines when you have a lot of people to play with. And... well, there's a lot of people here, right?

A few people seemed intrigued when I posted about it the other day, and, honestly, I have the means to set up a free 24/7 dedicated server in my house, and the ability to be a community organizer, and it would be nice to keep in touch and play games with all the cool people I've met here.

The only thing I'm not sure of is that I do live in the US so I don't know how bad or unbearable the ping would be for all you international eggbats, but that's something I can figure out once we see how many people are interested. Worst case scenario, I just pay for hosting.

Probably gonna be reblogging this a few times today.

Part of me keeps falling back, keeps hoping without hope that some miracle will swoop in and save the site. That I'll wake up from this anxiety-riddled nightmare. I'm not waxing poetic - I mean that. Part of me genuinely cries out inside for something to take this pain away, but life has taught me there's nothing safe that will, so I must sit with it. I must permit it to pass over me, through me. Until only I remain.

The last time I felt this bad, my dad was going through a terrible, slow, terminal cancer diagnosis. That was over several months, and I only had bursts of it throughout that time.

This? This is in my home. In my heart. It is concentrated. Sustained. It is a constant companion, an anchor around my neck, and I'm struggling to have the strength to step away even for a day, because part of me fears that I'll look back, and it'll be gone.

It's not just the people. People are people, great and terrible. No amount of scrambling for connections and contacts will save what it is we have here. It will suffice, but it won't make up for it. It was what we made together, in this strange little space, that had all the value. It is the shape of the vessel that defined what we put into it, and that combination is everything.

I cannot be more thankful for your time, and your efforts. You all have been the best of us. Let us give this place the send-off it deserves, and let us carry all of its good with us in our hearts.

I will be here when it goes. I will be here with my eggbug. I hope you will be too.