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[Lord Shonus]

I've taken to recording every time I play B&S, partly for amusing bugs like that and partly because there's so much going on that I often miss* - or for those moments when I do something really cool**. Unfortunately, I'm bad at keeping the action in frame.

This is my best attempt yet.


* The most common of which is new enemies tripping over the corpse pile and losing their weapon, which never fails to amuse me.
** Perhaps my favorite of which is coming up to a set of three sword-and-board people and dislimbing them with a few offhand slices while not even looking.

[Yoink]

Just started the second season of an Australian comedy called Rostered On, and my old street is one of the filming locations. O_o   
Been several months now since I moved but I still recognised it right away - it's the weird cafe/restaurant right at the top of the street, which I walked past just about every day unless I decided to go the other way, which would be considerably quicker if I was heading to the nearest bus stop. Not sure if they filmed inside of said cafe as well or just used some outside shots and filmed the interiors somewhere, but either way this is weirdly exciting for me right now.   

[scriver]

Having lost our car keys we are stranded in the middle of darkest Småland with no connections or way home. Terrifying.

[ChairmanPoo]

Having lost our car keys we are stranded in the middle of darkest Småland with no connections or way home. Terrifying.

Build a fire. Cut some wood. Make some improvised spears.
Under no circumstances should you engage in conversation with any Smålanders. Don't look at them in the eye. Try to look larger than you are and look threatening. If nonetheless they approach roll into a ball and feign dead. Void youf bowels so that the illusion is more realistic.

[Mathel]

Having lost our car keys we are stranded in the middle of darkest Småland with no connections or way home. Terrifying.

How are you posting this then?

[scriver]

Having lost our car keys we are stranded in the middle of darkest Småland with no connections or way home. Terrifying.

Build a fire. Cut some wood. Make some improvised spears.
Under no circumstances should you engage in conversation with any Smålanders. Don't look at them in the eye. Try to look larger than you are and look threatening. If nonetheless they approach roll into a ball and feign dead. Void youf bowels so that the illusion is more realistic.

No risk! I'm from Möre and am stuck in the middle of Finnveden, the most dangerous and bandit filled woods in all of Scandinavia:

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

We've been feuding with the dirty fenwoodings for generations. I'm not letting them get a chance to stab me in the back the second I let my guard down. Which by the way is the traditional fenwood greeting of outsiders.

The water here tastes of iron. The legends say that it is the blood of all the outsiders murdered and dumped into the mires here that give the water it's taste.

Having lost our car keys we are stranded in the middle of darkest Småland with no connections or way home. Terrifying.

How are you posting this then?

We Mirefolk are a crafty people, wise in the ways of magic

[Akura]

First day back at work. And very nearly quit.

What was supposed to be a training meeting regarding the new safety procedures and getting us all back into their payroll system turned into a full day. Also, when they told us that we'd be going home at 3:30, they didn't bother to tell me that they actually mean 4:30 until I got fed up and left at 4:25, along with everybody else who was already leaving. Especially since there was at least another half an hour's worth of work left.

Oh, and as for the new safety procedures which were given by a guy who gave half the explanation in English, before giving the full explanation in Spanish, then not finishing the explanation in English? Mostly ignored by everyone right away. The gloves they initially tried to give us were those food-service gloves, the ones that loosely hang off the wrist. In order to roll clothes, we now have to clear the aisle of customers, use a chain to block off one end of the aisle and the rolling rack to block off the other before hanging the merchandise. But then, every other aisle has a breakpoint in the middle so people can sidle in/out from/to the next aisle, which not only keeps this from being a massive fire hazard but also defeats the purpose of physically blocking the aisle. They seemed very overly proud of those breakpoints, as well as the fact they claimed to have waxed all the metal bars down so things slide along them easier.

[pisskop]

Having lost our car keys we are stranded in the middle of darkest Småland with no connections or way home. Terrifying.

Build a fire. Cut some wood. Make some improvised spears.
Under no circumstances should you engage in conversation with any Smålanders. Don't look at them in the eye. Try to look larger than you are and look threatening. If nonetheless they approach roll into a ball and feign dead. Void youf bowels so that the illusion is more realistic.

No risk! I'm from Möre and am stuck in the middle of Finnveden, the most dangerous and bandit filled woods in all of Scandinavia:

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

We've been feuding with the dirty fenwoodings for generations. I'm not letting them get a chance to stab me in the back the second I let my guard down. Which by the way is the traditional fenwood greeting of outsiders.

The water here tastes of iron. The legends say that it is the blood of all the outsiders murdered and dumped into the mires here that give the water it's taste.

Having lost our car keys we are stranded in the middle of darkest Småland with no connections or way home. Terrifying.

How are you posting this then?

We Mirefolk are a crafty people, wise in the ways of magic

holy crap!  you live in middle earth?

guess I shouldn't be surprised that it looks out of a fantasy map

[scriver]

Just another magical day in the magical realm of the Small Lands of Sweden, named so because they are small lands

[wierd]

and here I thought it was because that's where the scandanavian hobbits live...

[ChairmanPoo]

They totally do but don't use the h-word. It's considered a racial slur and it might just drive any swedish smallfolk into trying to bite your balls off.

[wierd]

I'm sorry, it's hobbitual.

[scriver]

We prefer to be called "hober" or "halvlängdsmän" actually

[martinuzz]

What does halvlängdsmän mean? Half-lenght man?

[scriver]

Half-length-men, yes