Not much is going to get better in 12 seconds.

There were a lot of badass female characters in the first Unreal Tournament.

No interaction except shooting each other.

I was at the Ozzfest where Black Sabbath did a reunion tour. Think the tickets were $25.

Mixing now requires phenomenally less equipment. We went from massive mixing boards to a collection of individual dials and now we are on very powerful digital modeling systems with a laptop interface.

Sure, these need to be dialed in at every venue, but most of the settings are staying close to the same to recreate a studio type sound with autotune turned slightly down and letting the chord change strum be left in.

I remember buying tickets for all day event concerts in the 90’s that were absolutely amazing for between $20 and $50. Went to every Ozzfest from 94-99 and the most I spent on a ticket was $35.

Now those lineups would cost $500+, and for what? Some added light shows? There is less equipment needed now than ever before. Audio modeling is incredible. What once required a massive pedal board and post processing done in a huge computer can be accomplished by a Helix stomp and a competent audio engineer with a laptop and a few other systems. FRFR speakers are cheaper than ever and sound better as well. The “this has gotten more expensive” line is a crock of shit.

Tickets should have scaled with inflation. This is just the next iteration of record company greed. We knew it was happening with physical music sales but now with Spotify and Apple Music they can’t gouge at that level. Line must go up, so it’s happening with concerts.

Sometime waawwrrrrr

Showing my age here, but what’s the difference between hiding behind cover in Gears of War vs what we did in LAN parties for UT or Wolfenstein 3D?

Being able to instantly use moves that required the player to charge was bullshit.

Ok - help us allies out here for a minute. So a “biological woman” is not appropriate anymore?

What do we call someone who was born a woman and identifies (I think this is the correct way of saying it?) as being a woman? Or vice versa with a male.

Cis man? Sounds like a terrible super hero.

I don’t understand it, either. But I realized it’s not my burden as a cis person. What is my burden is accepting and appreciating everyone for who they are, no matter what part of the LGBT+ spectrum they fall.

In the late 90’s, the battle was for my gay buddies. I remember one dude and his dad beat up a friend of mine. We knew he was gay and likely the dad found him and his son doing what gay people do and instead chose to beat my friend up. We went back to his house and threw rebar concrete through their windows and smashed up their cars. Statue of limitation is up, so it doesn’t matter about talking about it. Was also 15 at the time.

People who hate and commit acts of violence against others deserve what happens to them. Fuck those people who can’t accept someone because they feel like a prisoner in their own body. Did my fair share of shoving over the “I hate gay” crowd and will gladly fight these next group of assholes.

Exactly. Dude looks so much cooler and badass.

The girl looks like someone who spent 20k on a spoiler and runs for their Honda civic, and it doesn’t do anything special.

If you need all that shit, you suck at shooting.

I think it was cartoons. A lot of times the chubbier characters will eat more food or junk food.

Orc babies can get pretty old, but don’t do well in domesticated situations.

My kids noticed physical extremes before anything. Of course they would have to point it out to me as loud as possible.

We were in the grocery store, and my three year old says, as loud as he can, “DAD! Look at that huge guy! He must eat A LOT of FOOD!”

Damnit, kid…

It’s fine, and I honestly hate Walmart for what they have done to the landscape. I also understand the immediate reaction to hating them very well.

Right, except in my little nook that has already happened. I can either by trash at Dollar General, drive to Walmart where things are meh, or get Amazon.

People seem to forget not everyone commenting here live in a major city.

They probably do, but it’s a lesser of two evils where I live. People can shit on me and downvote away, but there is no choice where I live except driving an hour.

I started shopping at Walmart because of this, completely gave up on Amazon.

Realized what I was missing out on after buying some new strings for my guitar. Sat and talked to the people working for probably 30 minutes, then they told me to just bring it in and they will put the strings on really quick since they have better tools.

Ended up being cheaper than Amazon and got us out of the house.

The stupidest HR thing I dealt with involved an employee who had genuine mental issues and he always had the “everyone is out to get me”. He was African American, and would play that card constantly. The thing was, our little lunch group had a black woman and she kept telling him to knock that shit off.

HR decided that since we were all white and he is playing the minority card, someone had to go to avoid the lawyer issue as he perceived a bias towards him. Then we get a call about how HR was very sorry, and then suddenly he stopped following us to lunch and taking pictures of us while eating.

Someone in HR did some digging before firing everyone saw that I was a combat veteran and it immediately became a battle of which protected class is more protected. Turns out the combat veteran was and his dumbass said something about “he is a veteran and I don’t like that!”

I hate HR because they were going to fire us over someone else stalking us, taking pictures, and making up stuff that no one could confirm. He eventually got the help he needed after a complete breakdown. Ran into him at the grocery store and he apologized for everything.

We are required to show up one day a week, but my employer usually buy breakfast and/or lunch. It’s a decent meal, not a shitty half slice of pizza.

None of us dress up. Not the bosses, the lawyer, no one. We sit in the conference room looking like it’s finals weeks. No one cares, and we get more done.