We Shall Trend Again #hannibalrise

han sooyoung girl of all time. she really painstakingly wrote a whole novel for over a decade for a single reader and then another version of herself logged in just to dislike that person's comments specifically

wait and another neat thing about stray: the way it ties humanity to class! where do you see the most pro-human sentiment in the game? its in the slums! theres the ‘rip humans <3′ graffiti, the robot that cares for the plants because the humans liked them, and of course you find b-12 near that area as well. its also where all the outsiders came from; the ones that are still able to both dream of and actively work towards a better life for themselves and their loved ones, and all the robots in general. even the enemies in this section of the game are biological in nature.

then you have midtown, the middle-class police state area. suddenly the main enemies are robotic surveillance cameras, not living creatures. this is also where you start to encounter robots that are not friendly, and that will sell each other out for profit. there are also robots that will try to keep you out of certain areas, unlike in the slums where you could mostly go where you pleased. for the most part the robots still tend to be friendly here; but not all of them are altruistic, and there’s no real sense of an overarching community.

and finally, you get to the upper levels, the area for the elites, where the upper class stayed literally above it all to run the city… and theres no one there. there are no people. the robots are just robots: they have no names, they make no conversation, they merely complete their assigned tasks as if nothing has changed. i almost expected to find real humans here, or at least a corpse or something in the control room, but… nothing. there is no humanity, in any form. its a pretty, pristine, wasteland.

but down in the filthy, zurk-infested slums, humanity lives on.

The way orv says even the most boring, cliche, convoluted story is worth telling if it is loved. The way orv says people are stories made up of everything they've experienced and everyone they've known throughout their lives. The way orv says I love you. You are a story worth telling.

Every time they cross paths it feels like this

Please do not let debt collectors play in your face.

can you fucking man up and play toys outside with me

Maybe if I loved you a little less then part of you would still be here

On the journey to getting better but I am gonna complain about it the whole way through 

pioneering something called "gritted teeth optimism" where everything is gonna turn out okay even if i have to bite and claw and gnash my way through it

I can be so normal about that very inconsequential topic brought up in conversation 

another ORV post epilogue comic!