let's mosey

Tuesday, April 7th, 2020 10:28 pm
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[personal profile] amovingtarget
An update:

I started my farm over after I realised how much I disliked the fishing map and went with the default farm this time, armed with a better idea of what the hell I was supposed to do. I'm in Summer of Year 2 now, and I'm doing really well. I haven't been down into the mines as much as I had in the first year of my old save file, but maybe once I can get hold of some autograbbers for my barn and coop, I'll have a bit more time to go. It's a massive annoyance that you have to be back in the house before you pass out at 2:00am, or risk passing out in the mine, or wherever else and be charged to be brought back to bed, ugh. Oh. But I did open up the quarry and I did notice there was a mine entrance there too and I was like hey, why not, and then I found this terrible and terrifying floating skull things and noped the fuck back out. That was wild. What I have been doing a lot of though, is fishing. I don't know how many times I googled ways to make fishing bearable, and not once did anyone say to use the training rod because it made things easier. Eventually I found this on the wiki and now fishing is not only bearable, but perhaps even enjoyable.

I'm not romancing anyone quite yet, although things have gotten comfortably friendly with Elliott. Right now, I'm trying to get the rest of the town up a few hearts. I was also surprised to see a new character on my doorstep in the Spring of Year 2. Kent, back from active service. Vaguely sad and PTSD ridden, liker of daffodils... it's kind of terrible how immediately my type he seemed.

I still cannot believe this... on Friday afternoon after an exhausting week of painting, I got an unexpected parcel. I had no idea what it could be, since I hadn't ordered anything, and I didn't want to get my hopes up that it was the one thing I would otherwise have been expecting at this time…. but there it was, Final Fantasy 7 Remake, in my hands, a whole week earlier than I expected. The Universe had mercy on me, or something, because I really don't remember the last time I was that happy or excited about anything.

As of writing, I'm twenty hours in and counting. It would be very cool if the game took us all the way to Junon, before we get on the ferry, so that we can tool around on the overland map -- fight as many zoloms as we want, admire chocobos at the ranch, search forests for a certain materia thief perhaps -- until the next game comes out. I suppose that might be a kind of far-fetched idea. I do hope that we at least get to Kalm, just because I want to see that flashback to Nibelheim. I get a bit nervous every time I start a new chapter, like, ...what if this is the last one…? I suspect that the game will only go as far as leaving Midgar, which makes sense, I guess, but will make me pretty sad...

I do have a fair few things I want to say about it, if I can somehow get my thoughts in order, and then also wrangle my anxiety enough to write them down in public. Something I can say right now is that I'm just shipping everyone with little to no provocation, so that's a lot of fun. I'm so easy... or so weak... or both, maybe.

So I've ended up playing DND with [gasp] other people. [personal profile] enemyofperfect is still DM, and currently two of their friends are playing with us and… I don't like one of them very much, if I'm honest. It's especially a shame because I had always thought I would. It probably also doesn't help that we're in a homebrewed world that we don't really know anything about, including things that would be backstory/culture relevant to our characters. I usually turn to a wiki and cherry pick things that seem right to me, and right now I can't do that, so I feel pretty wrongfooted. Still, we're only two sessions in and still finding our feet, so who knows. It's great to be trying new things though -- I'm playing an elf ranger this time -- Monday afternoon personal DND is still ongoing though, and that's still awesome. Next Monday will be our hundredth session, how did that even happen...

We've gotten all the cracks filled up, and the bedroom walls painted. Out of three tins of blue paint, two of them turned out to be the wrong shade -- picked up by accident, by virtue of being behind the shade that we had picked -- and we were a bit worried, but it's turned out to be a lovely colour, not so much dark as deep. The one we actually chose is a bit lighter, and we ended up not quite liking it as much as we liked the surprise colour. There's still so much painting to go, but I seem to be reduced to a state of permaexhaustion. I've been needing my rescue inhaler a lot, and I've had some strange chest pains and vague nausea -- I don't know if I'm sick with something, general work stress, or if it's just some kind of anxiety response from how awful things have been for a while. I'm just... really tired. I miss getting hugs from my niblings. I miss nobody needing me to do things all the time. I miss having space. I've been ready for everything to be over for a month, but it doesn't seem like it's going to let up any time soon...

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Date: 2020-04-10 03:46 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] enemyofperfect
You love fishing now, admit it. I bet you secretly love the floating skull, too. It reminds you of Wave Echo Cave and all your friends. :')

The new D&D campaign is definitely still a work in progress, isn't it? I hope it'll help now that we've worked up a little more background for you... oh shoot, and I just remembered, I have another, more meta thing to discuss with you. Don't let me forget! Very important DM business!

*sends you good thoughts*