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It's not at all supported, that's the problem he is having.

That big bennys is worth about 25-50 dollars on the grey market btw so....

How to Talk to Your Cat About Gun Safety: And Abstinence, Drugs, Satanism, and Other Dangers That Threaten Their Nine Lives by Zachary Auburn

Space plants! :D

I think he means stuff the community raised money to buy, like the recent Kraken purchase and the Pioneer from way back when.

Whalecum to TEST!

I will probably be subscribing to them soon so that would be pretty sweet.

If you go off the original 890 Jump, Polaris, and Idris plans all of them are supposed to be able to rearm from a central magazine in flight.

I hated Destiny and I had the exact same feeling during Anthem of a shity, lackluster story made to allow copious amounts of microtransactions and grinding with the bare minimum of passable content to be filtered down to the player.

The plan is to start by speaking of the local places to eat on loreville. Except my PC can't get me into it so I was just gonna speak about Big Benny's. If anyone wants to help me and get pics of any places to eat in Loreville that would be cool

Nah I have now planned to do a weekly in universe thing. I'm gonna try to describe the experience shitting in new ships, new places, and with new people each week. Turn it into a travel show called Galactic Guano. Well more of a Travel Column, I just gotta figure out what editing software I can...

I've already started writing the draft for the first short story about taking a shit on the 600I while watching the sun rise above loreville. The second story will feature a cutlass!

Slowly getting less hyped for Anthem, not redeeming Bioware at all so far.

Probably a bug.

I am now starting a "shits of a spaceman" series.

The question is... can they be cuddled?

Whalecum to TEST!

I'm debating starting a running blog post detailing the epics of my daily shits.

<3

I had Chinese food recently and after a long struggle to get to the toilet I made it, only to realize I still had my pants on. I moved to release the belt and as I did I felt it. It was as if Jesus himself parted my cheeks and forced his way out to the as-of-then clean water of the toilet. That...