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Light on actual explosion type action, yet playing this support/parasite style is different and when you upgrade the creature you can control the game much better and I don't know... it was fun and full of action from my perspective. This is also a recovered replay from the literal tons of covid-gameplay footage, that practically weighed down my old laptop. I admit, I hit the snooze button on the old woke alarm clock and threw it at the closest oppressed minority (sorry grandma). So for a couple months there, I critically damaged my laptop with constant chassis-shaming-limit-break insults. Then every few days, I'd remark on it's "phat ass" or in passing, I'd whisper-shout "...THICC!..." while I watched gramma chip at the latest dish coating polymer I invented that week or while I patted at the carpet of my room, hands bound in electrical tape boxing gloves, whilst I scanned and extracted various particles of the various shards of blunts I dropped while popping or injecting a handful at a time. All the while hating myself, for being so cruel to future/present/past me and not dropping a little of any illicit substance for me to find... only to infinity-smug while I carefully handled the contraband later that week... For your own sanity, the polymer was made of evaporated buttered flavored syrup, one quarter can steel reserve blue raspberry beverage and copious cigarette ashes that bonded the product ala carbon fiber.

Also, little experiment here. Core membership me a core membership jewel and I'll return the favor. To whichever scientist responds to our little experiment... Galileo and Carl Sagan were yet a small price to pay for your nosey instigation's about just how this universe works and where its going...

Description
Light on actual explosion type action, yet playing this support/parasite style is different and when you upgrade the creature you can control the game much better and I don't know... it was fun and full of action from my perspective. This is also a recovered replay from the literal tons of covid-gameplay footage, that practically weighed down my old laptop. I admit, I hit the snooze button on the old woke alarm clock and threw it at the closest oppressed minority (sorry grandma). So for a couple months there, I critically damaged my laptop with constant chassis-shaming-limit-break insults. Then every few days, I'd remark on it's "phat ass" or in passing, I'd whisper-shout "...THICC!..." while I watched gramma chip at the latest dish coating polymer I invented that week or while I patted at the carpet of my room, hands bound in electrical tape boxing gloves, whilst I scanned and extracted various particles of the various shards of blunts I dropped while popping or injecting a handful at a time. All the while hating myself, for being so cruel to future/present/past me and not dropping a little of any illicit substance for me to find... only to infinity-smug while I carefully handled the contraband later that week... For your own sanity, the polymer was made of evaporated buttered flavored syrup, one quarter can steel reserve blue raspberry beverage and copious cigarette ashes that bonded the product ala carbon fiber.

Also, little experiment here. Core membership me a core membership jewel and I'll return the favor. To whichever scientist responds to our little experiment... Galileo and Carl Sagan were yet a small price to pay for your nosey instigation's about just how this universe works and where its going...