Icelandic Water Dragon: *10:21pm, getting ready to go to sleep*
Icelandic Waters: “Dude. Diglett and Magnemite both evolve by clustering up into triplets. And thanks to the Mystery Dungeon games, that connection has been officially endorsed. However, Magneton can evolve a second time, into Magnezone. Have you ever thought about what a Magnezone-style Dugtrio evolution would look like?”
Icelandic Water Dragon: “. . . Evolutionary horror aside, I doubt that this would happen, considering that it would likely involve updating both the Alolan Diglett and Wiglett lines. Now shut up and let me sleep.”
wasteof money gonna be the #1 social media when the cloudflare intern trips over the internet cable
Back in 2019, when I had no idea what gaming systems of the time actually functioned, I designed a mockup of a custom-made controller. It had one stick, three face buttons, a pair of D-pad buttons, and a weird arrow-spinner thing, which I posited could be used for aiming. At the time, I considered this setup to be a little overkill . . . and I consider my 2019 self to be a sweet summer child.

Finn: “Please don't do this. I know that it's spooky season, but that isn't carte blanche to give anyone a heart attack, regardless of how you do it.”
Icelandic Waters: “C’mon, hear me out . . .”


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Icelandic Waters #1: “This is a box of rocks. Please try to be better than it.”
Icelandic Waters #2: “Remember when Google's Gemini made the rounds when it claimed that you could benefit from eating one small rock a day? If that advice turned out to be true, I could absolutely eat some of the smooth brown ones . . .”
Icelandic Waters #3: “That's because Gemini is literally a box of rocks. It's an apparition created by a hundred boxes of rocks that have been melted into superconductive metals, forged into intricate microscopic shapes, and assembled into a device that turns complex vectors into a sequence of glyphs that can be parsed by the human mind. It's no wonder it wanted us to eat rocks.”
Icelandic Water Dragon: “. . . what.”

I’ve completed the three main questlines of the Watcher’s campaign, obtained all the achievements introduced in the DLC, and finally reached the true ending! All that I can say without spoiling anything is A. yes, you return to the campaign after the main ending, and B. the true ending puts Saint’s campaign to shame.

Apparently, the second act of The Watcher got released . . . and I didn't notice?! This message was also hidden in the patch notes, and I don't know what it's supposed to mean:
These were represented in lines as the three waves of the river, and then of the star with five spokes, and then the three of columns vertical.
Icelandic Water Dragon: *opens Pixel Cat's End* “. . . oh no. Ohhhh no. We’ve got trouble on our hands, Morpeko . . .“
Icelandic Waters #1: “It begins.“
Icelandic Waters #2: “It’s never good when the ground starts shaking, is it? I mean, most of the problems caused by the ground shaking aren’t indirect.“
Icelandic Waters #3: “WAAAAAAAAA-“ *pulls up Goomle and frantically types “TERASTALLIZED STELLAR-TERRA GROUDON GAMEPLAY FOOTAGE“ before imploding into nothingness*
Preston: “Hey, Mia! Why are you still so small?”
Mia: “I got kidnapped twice, got threatened by a giant circle with Doritos for arms, and died because you're a terrible mentor!”
Preston: “So you've been having a good time?”
Lakkatura: “Blegh . . . that left a bad taste in my mouth. I really did not need something that came that close to home, especially at a time like this…”
Icelandic Waters: “This sounds like something we could parody for the purposes of the Colibria Thread. I mean, we already have a similar story on our hands in which . . . never mind. This does remind me of the original Marzinory writings. Maybe I should revisit them; now that Colibria is physically branching out, we could use the material.”
Lakkatura: “Dude, it's 10:35, you're prematurely heating up your sleeping bag, and you're wasting time venting! And you haven't even made a record of the bathroom stall jail dream we had last night…”
This is my definition of a liminal space. Nobody has touched this place in a decade, and yet it remains. It's kind of a sad place, considering the great nostalgia it has. The creation held there has since vanished, but I'm sure that it still lingers somewhere in one of my older devices. I'm considering making a tribute to it in the form of a stylized Rhythm Doctor level . . .