In summary, there's a lot of builds out there. From Berserkers that benefit from fighting completely nude, to Hemogoblin Summoners that win by self-harm.

In all seriousness, this is a quality product that's not replicated or found anywhere else on the market.

Eventually people will make such advanced sex bots that they start running off Wi-Fi and Bluetooth. Then they get hacked. Then they'll use their serrated blade fingertips to circumcise and sever your d*ck.

Sometimes the enemy calls in air support, pinning our infantry. So logically, I shoot them down. The burning plane crashes into my friend's base, taking out the rest of his infantry.

That dopamine hits hard. Like coronary heart disease.

Of course, in terms of atmosphere, the first game really set the tone. It's never too much, it's just the right dose of Soviet-era depression bleeding into your senses.

You'll have people in comments saying things like Death Knight is the best and immediately someone will come out of the woodwork, proclaim that their Fay Assassin is going to one-tap them and question the fidelity of their parents' marriage.

For example. State enforced eugenics and mandatory sterilization of other races who aren't your own is a relatively simple law to pass with minimal political experience.

Among the chaos, there's huge variety. A huge variety of guns. There's around 100 unique weapons in the game, which can be acquired in one of many different manufacturing variants. What does that mean? It means you wont find the same gun twice.

Each monkey comes with 3 different upgrade trees, which are mutually exclusive to each other. You can pursue one tree up to 5, and benefit from 2 levels of another.

Grabbing inventory from a local merchant's guild takes a block. Opening the store for business takes a block. Hiring some schmuck to steal loot from the dungeon takes two, also, he might not come back.

Discouraged? You can try taking a pain killer instead. But it wasn't a pain killer... it was LSD.

Bug men are exceptional at losing limbs and slavery. Are they good at capturing slaves? No, they're good at being slaves.

On the surface, Recettear is a game about the true merchant experience of being a professional shill. As such, it resonates strongly with my own personal belief and culture.

Since Harmondale is contested territory, thanks Markham, the elves send their ambassador, who explains that Harmondale is rightful elvish clay.

The game is shorter than Might and Magic 6 and encourages you to at least play through both of a different sides, and thus try a different party of adventurers.

Which will pass through after several decades amidst protests and violent uprisings that end with EMP kill squads being deployed, and the industry be even more tightly regulated.

With his glass bones and paper skin, Daniil has the constitution of a hummingbird. A little too much excitement, he becomes manic and his tiny heart just can't keep up.

If space is available, they form an alien favela. Such favelas contain a limitless amount of anchor babies, which will spawn endlessly to attack and overwhelm your factory's economy.

But if you're seeing this video, that means I didn't get caught.

Go buy it. CD keys are out there for pennies on G2A, and the game goes on sale, multiple times yearly, on the Good Old Games store and Steam.

Since then, I changed my voice to sound more American, to appeal to the white devils. In truth, I don't even know what a video game is. And here I am.

Look, I'm not going to explain why a Fracture's body contains marijuana.

For example here's a Bren Anti Air. Let's look at the variant, it's a Siege V Manufacture. Full automatic, very powerful. And here's another Bren Anti Air I picked up in later run. Notice anything different? That's right. Hyper Burst manufacture, very devastating.

So I'm warning you now, if you're a filthy neckbeard, you're gonna have a bad time. Because I don't even want to imagine having to wash this thing every week.

Unfortunately, we're in debt, and I'm forced to sell you off to a wealthy charismatic homosexual, please forgive me. In the same way that I've already forgiven myself.

You can see where the inspiration came from, for all the different settings. Wraeclast is loosely based on New Zealand. The forests are filled with koalas who want to tear your skin off, and the beaches are filled with meth-heads who want to stab you for your wallet.

The last one alive tips you off that he got the job from Empathetic. Shopkeeper, Baker, Empathetic, everyone in this game works off ridiculous nicknames. What's next? Candyman? Sugar? Quasimodo?

Yes, Germans had the best tanks. But the Soviets designed their gas pedal in reverse. Once you start the ignition, you press the pedal to *stop* the tank.

The Sheks kept asking for a good clean fight. So I walled myself off and turned them into pincushions.

You could play a number of pre-made maps and download even more online, but primarily, we learn to play by playing the story campaign.

With nothing left to do, we take the road home. Along the way, we meet an old man who is definitely not the game's antagonist. He tells us we need to stop Doomsday by reforging the exact thing responsible for Doomsday and bringing it directly to the enemy leader.

Stating that portraying the Eastern front as a slaughterhouse where civilians were conscripted to fight with a single lever action rifle between 5 or 6 people, was inaccurate. Because, by the time you get to use it, realistically, you're a group of 3.

For example, a machine gun, as you may know, is very painful. A single burst at point-blank might even zone you out.

Overall, if you're concerned about hypertension, Caesar III is the better option. It's not the anxiety-inducing disaster spiral that is Pharaoh, but I also highly recommend it.

Remember, everything you ever do online is recorded. Even if you think to delete it, it's all being saved for future opposition researchers for when you finally try to make something of your life.

They all work in construction. And much like Witcher 3, you can audibly hear *spit* as you pass them by. So if you have a choice, I strongly encourage you, please play the US servers instead.

Despite being the newly made Lords of Harmondale, our own people treat us like dirt.

And if you're not a gamer, that's fine too. Displate has posters for every passion. Cars, ducks, Elon Musk. You want it, they've got it.

Brainless who can't read will be consumed by their lack of adaptation, while intellectual 105 IQ geniuses like myself will bloom.

You get so mad so fast, you're training years in just days. You're learning forms of anger that take decades to develop. My life is currently one of those Fortnite shirts you see around town, except instead it says Eat Sleep Scream Repeat.

So it was real fun explaining to the girl that lived there that I have a brain parasite and its name is Anime. She understood and handed over the pillow cover and wished me a swift recovery.

But it's the only place where ingredients drop and you need these to make fusion items.

As you've probably figured out, you can make your own outpost. At the start, it wont be anything special, and you'll be barely scraping by to survive.

You play as Kashou. Cash You. Cashew. The master of six lewdly dressed and voluptuously-figured catgirls.

Remember, everything you ever do online is recorded. Even if you think to delete it, it's all being saved for future opposition researchers for when you finally try to make something of your life.

But just this once, the end product is a diamond in the rough. Which justifies it all.

It's knowledge you know, but shouldn't and all these revelations will go over your head when you can't make sense of it.

I told you those beautiful words one night, "fuck King Yaroglek" and you said "Yeah, fuck that guy, can't even win four on one".

"I like my games like I like my women.", a famous youtuber once told me, while driving past the local kindergarten. "Early access."