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Alan What?
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Got my first kill last night.
I logged back in, inside the 2nd story of a house. Looked out the window and saw a player running around going from house to house. Got out my longhorn hunting pistol with plastic bottle silencer, watched him until he slowed down and shot him in the back. He had some useful loot on him but mostly looked like he had been gathering building materials for a base.
Tried to record it but the recording started late and missed the actual shot.
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Alan What?
[annoy my right-angled speediness]
Originally posted by Insane Alien Flying Frenzy
this looks like R.Crumb (or his wife Aline) style.
edited: just noticed the tagline.
My friends uncle lived by them in the small town of Winter up north of the bay area. I used to read his shit at underground comics off telegraph until the old dude threw us out. we were like 9-10 years old at the time. Mr Natural I think was one of his comics or ComiX as they were called.
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Alan What?
[annoy my right-angled speediness]
Originally posted by ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Nothing about the smoke from a bowl is dirty, unless you're putting ants in there, too, or something. Vapes are incredibly unhealthy and very bad for your lungs.
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Alan What?
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We were promised that machines and computers would make our lives easier, and allow us to have more time for the finer things in life.
But instead workers are still working 8+ hours a day, being measurably more productive than workers of the past, yet still only given a small slice of the value their work produces.
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Alan What?
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Originally posted by infinityshock
This isn't sustainable and it's not the 1400s. The aristocratic class has overplayed their hand and underestimated their position. The prole class is going to give them a nice French-revolution-esque haircut.
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Alan What?
[annoy my right-angled speediness]
In the post-nuclear war United States of 2024, Vic is an 18-year-old boy, born in and scavenging throughout the wasteland of the former southwestern United States. Vic is most concerned with food and sex; having lost his parents, he has no formal education and does not understand ethics or morality. He is accompanied by a well-read, misanthropic, telepathic dog named Blood, who helps him find women to rape, in exchange for which Vic finds food for the dog.
