FACT: In 1993, the United States considered cryptosystems with keys larger than 40 bits as “munitions”, and required a license to be “exported”.
( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pretty_Good_Privacy#Criminal_investigation )
Out of curiosity, is it common knowledge that soft, tough materials become hard and brittle when supercooled? Nintendo has used it as a minor, non-tutorialized mechanic in some of their newer games, and I'm not entirely convinced that it should be treated as such.
I found a new runic language where I least expected one, and the data that I've harvested was very easy to infer by hand. This one is a layman's job to decode, even a sleepy one! However, no matter the drive, I'll have to sleep now. Goodnight!
P.S.: The observer and copper bulb aren’t part of the circuit; it’s part of the experiment that I was doing with it.
TRUE STORY: One day at the beach, I had brought a snorkeling mask. Seeing a wave of above average size, I decided to try avoiding it by ducking under it. I don't know how the fluid dynamics of waves works, but it ended about as well as installing a screen door on a submarine . . . or hiding from a tidal wave in an in-ground pool.
Me, looking for a way to discretely play a Switch-exclusive game with seemingly no physical version:
Icelandic Water Dragon: *opens journal to write about a particularly unpleasant dream from last night*
Icelandic Waters: “I put Jack in the box. He escaped.”
I have achieved the first ending of The Watcher, and I must say, nothing could have possibly prepared me for it. The whole campaign makes a habit of subverting expectations, and I did 6338 2668437 374363 along the way! The ending cements the core message of Rain World, that you are just a little creature . . . but it puts those words in a different light.
I didn’t get a post-ending score tally, but I hit the ending at 23h:45m, with 10 reinforced arcane karma.
Icelandic Waters: *gasp* “. . . Oh, no. Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. Two runic languages in one morning . . . this is cause for alarm. PANIC!!”
At the moment, I’m fantasizing about discreetly cutting off my parents’ on-demand location access, then making a discreet errand by riding a dragon - a giant sky serpent-style dragon, with safety gear included - to a certain location, to retrieve an object that could probably be hidden under my tongue.
*crickets*
Icelandic Water Dragon: *watches a trailer from today’s Nintendo Direct* “It's time for a crash course . . . and the Icelandic Waters have their stopwatch at the ready.“
Icelandic Waters #1: “Aww man, I forgot to pack my telescope. Though now that I think of it, should I bring a slate or a signalscope?”
Icelandic Waters #2: “Yes, I know that my nose is bleeding. I'll fix that in just a minute, as soon as I can digest all this.”
Icelandic Waters #3: “Sweet, we get more than a fleeting look this time! Everything we saw back in my day, rendered at street level for all to see! The only thing we're missing is fine scrubbing…”
Icelandic Waters #4: “Has anyone seen my carton of invisible eggs? No, I know about that one. I'm looking for my other carton of invisible eggs.”
Icelandic Waters #5: “I wonder where we were even going with the concept of the DDISS project, considering that it's a pipe dream. Lillian was clearly using it as an alterior motive.”
Icelandic Waters #6: “You may be for a stronger pair of scissors for your full-face nose job, but I need a smaller pair. I wish that I hadn't chickened out of my discrete haircut yesterday.”
Icelandic Water Dragon: *sigh*
My resident frog is currently staring at the wall.
“We now move on to the… wetter part of the forest. Observe, if you will, this slimy little denizen: neither fish nor fowl, perched right upon the lip of the lapping brook. This blob-like, repellent, belch of nature… Evolution doesn’t have a plan. It makes frequent and catastrophic mistakes. And this is among its most horrible botch jobs! You could not pay me a thousand pounds to touch on its backside! And the witches tale that to touch it brings a wart, I believe is true! The toads of fiction are charming creatures; they wear waistcoats and drive motorcars. But the toads of nature are vile and grotesque abominations that should be snuffed out of existence. Everything has its part to play in the vast circle and panoply of nature, save the toad, which must be blotted out and shot into space!” -David Attenborough -Ross Bryant, Make Some Noise Season 2 Episode 3
I have secured my copy, and have played it for 2.5 hours. I was going to share a description of its perfect prologue execution, but I feared it was too spoiler-y, so I will share this minimally descriptive and spoiler-free opinion instead:
*clears throat*
weep woop. peep peep. oooooooooo.
just bought the new Watcher DLC for Rain World (released today!)
if anyone posts even vague spoilers I will kill you to death
Icelandic Waters #1: “Hoo boy . . . I sure do love it when my timewarp powers get out of hand. I didn’t expect to stay trapped three minutes past my dinnertime . . . and my bathtime! At least I found another ‘black dragon’.”
Icelandic Waters #2: “We need to get our hands on The Watcher ASAP. Not because I’m jealous, but because I’m afraid of spoilers. I can’t just isolate myself from the Rain World community if I intend to stay away from spoilers. I’ve already had ONE name and TWO hints about the whole world spoiled, and I will learn the rest by myself if it’s the last . . . thing . . . I . . . DO!”
Icelandic Waters #3: “How about we lock you in a trunk containing a bucket, a horse harness, and an empty sack, and ship it to Timbuktu? That’ll solve the problem of distancing yourself from spoilers.”
Icelandic Waters #4: “I noticed something about the swingy row in our planned charting of Touch-Tone Telephone: you don’t need to tutorialize it; you can just pass it off as a Connectifa Abortus-infected row. The normal pattern would be !.!.!.!.!.!.*, while the infected pattern is !..!!.!.!..!*.”
Icelandic Waters #5: “I really want to research the chronicle of the donkeys. Not just to figure out how it worked, but also to learn whether it was part of the original story, or something weird thrown in to the film adaptation.”
Icelandic Waters #6: “DANGER: GIBLETS. DANGER: GIBLETS. DANGER. GIBLETS. DANGER GIBLETS DANGER GIBLETS danger giblets danger giblets…”
I can’t stand this! First, I get the idea to spend an hour in a digital landscape that reeks of Marketland vibes, which hit my tipping point when it encroached on possible Grapevine infringement. Then I get out my second laptop and launch Rain World, only to discover that Rain Meadow is down, hundreds of mods are broken, the members of my group chat are gossiping spoilers, and the Remix menu is hawking the DLC despite the fact that I don’t even have it! WAWAWAWAWAWAWAAAA!!
Okay, end of tantrum. I’ll take a few minutes to see if I can downgrade my version to get Rain Meadow working again. And if I can’t, I’ll go play something else to get my mind off this.