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Valheim. I think the game needs to scale better when playing solo.
The meadow was a simple and chill starter level.
The forest was a lot harder, but still reasonable. I struggled with the boss, but I managed.
There was a plains biome on my way to the swamp, and after checking it out I learned quickly that it's not somewhere I should set foot again for like a million years. It took me quite a few tries (and boats) to get my stuff back.
The swamp was really hard, but I pulled through, mostly by simply avoiding those huge lumbering root-looking monsters. I had to cheese the boss by firing a million arrows from my boat where he couldn't reach me.
I got insta-pasted while searching for silver in the mountains, and it's pretty far from my main base, that's where my body still rests. It's been well over a year since I last launched the game.
It's an incredibly great game, but having to gather all the metal for my gear from scratch is just so demotivating.
Instead of my favorite, which is very well known, I've chosen to promote a different awesome song in an adjacent genre:
Destiny Potato - Addict
Excellent song, and the buildup + guitar solo = chefs kiss
Yes, definitely. It's easier now that I'm part of operational support and can oversimplify it by referring to myself as an IT dude, but back when I was part of the field rotation, when I tried to sum up what "offshore seismic survey technician" is, I was sometimes asked "so, how's it like working on an oil rig?".
I wouldn't know, I've never been on one. I've been on ships around them, but never on the rigs themselves.
This was in 2004 or so. And no, they're not.
Yes, so it became common that they sat down and watched it with us.
Apartments as fancy as its denizens are willing to make it, really.
I did. But we were acquired by some not so good people. I quit and joined some other former coworkers, so now I work with good people again.
2020, covid really starting to affect the company I worked for. And there was a townhall meeting where it was announced that there would be layoffs. (This was long after management had taken a pretty big pay cut to reduce cost. To be fair, they did right by us for as long as they could).
I was among the last to join the company, being hired despite there technically being a hiring freeze in effect (it helps to know people), so I assumed I'd be among the first ones to go.
Shortly after the townhall I got a phone from my manager. "Shit, here comes the call" I thought to myself. He was offering me a promotion instead.
Turned out that the guy whos position I'd been offered had been open about wanting to leave for a while, and he had chosen to do so now to save one headcount for the layoffs. But his position still needed to be filled, so they picked someone from the department that was most likely to see the most layoffs. And that was my department.
More like a building where several strangers each pay for a flat, and people are free to come and go to different flats as they please.
I also think there would be a couple of distinct groups sticking to their own flats, and none of the others in the building wanting to visit them. These flats are known as "Defederated". Now and then a newcomer will stumble through the door, have a look around, and decide to never open that particular door again.
Note that I'm not mentioning any particular instances, so if you feel offended by this, that's probably on you.