@SessionGame They have dropped from 120 to 60 capped on pc. PS5 is capped at 30 fps with an input delay of almost half a second. It used to be close to an 1/8th of a second.
@SessionGame@Nacon It’s crazy how little you guys actually care about this game and the people who play it. Was this even play tested? Capping console at 30fps?
I’m stilling holding out faith somewhere that this whole Kendrick and Cole beef, apology included, is just some genius promo for a double album finally 😅😭😭😭
Knowing well and catered to the worst according friends, I found a secret little perch atop the world and sorted ends. Sorta like a vision there’s this part that opens up and belongs as much to me as to the versions showing up.
Can’t I just imagine what the version wouldn’t be? If it isn’t what I wanted from the start, it isn’t me. This is what i garnered from the heart of hidden means. got Some habits and some struggle and these quotes I over seed.
There’s only so much of it, I would like to keep from you. In substance and with time I feel, I often seem the fool. If in absence there’s a clearing, and in closure there’s some room. I opt to play the setting Sun and, you can be the moon.
@ChrisWebby can’t believe you liked one of my random rhyme tweets.
Hate to be that guy but, I’m mid thirties and been rapping well over half my life. Feel free to ignore but, I know my
Talent, just never been able to get off the ground.
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Matter of fact “what hath god wrought” was the first message sent in its ode, in a choped digital signal from dc into New York. Broken measures systems on the terms of the mode, regardless of the medium in tune with their lord.
…same as nurturing sores, the same as numbing within agency or, murdering forms. Im aghast enough at all the singular force, it takes to put the motion on participant hosts. The hardest fiction sold was of silver and gold and cost enough to peddle Morse to write electrical code
. Not for me to drink but just to spread it around and talk about the ways we’d get away from this town. Into another one somewhere someone also would hate, to dance around the subjects often shed found in the rain. I’m surprised by the substance found in the pain of allowing one
im contrite enough to lower prices as such. at least enough to hide the truer sense of my bluff. While I was on a highway singing songs about love. You were on the lyrics riding notes in the sun. If all we ever meant to be is something so clear then I’ll decide to bring the…