Not a SINGLE NPC in wuwa spoke about New Federation in a positive manner.
Even Mortefi, which is from the nobility, or at least the upper class of the society spoke ill about New Fed scientists.
Imagine the life for an average guy, or even worse, mfs from the Lawless Zone.
it's actually really funny once you realize that like 60% of online white nationalists are socially outcast brown people who reject their own culture to larp as aryans, thats why kash patel said that shit about valhalla when eulogizing charlie kirk.
Reminds me of a white vegan berating an Asian content creator on Instagram for cooking tofu with meat claiming that it's vegan food, when this is how we eat tofu in Asia...
Let me get this straight, Lithuania whose parliament just earlier today voted to amend their constitution to allow the deployment of nuclear weapons on its territory is ordering Iran to halt its own program.
You can't make this up.
> solo 4*
> Is lvl 100 (requires 7+ dupes of LIMITED 5* UNITS)
> takes 2 minutes to clear first half (3 minutes is the limit for both sides to finish in)
> Uses C7 units that are heavily shilled to clear the other floor
Yes, VERY F2P
At least use better examples???
>fires all the woke devs
>gives Halo to a real studio
>kills Ninja Theory
>makes Obsidian make fallout games again
>whips Todd to LOCK IN with TES 6
>steals Kojima from PlayStation
>makes xbox shell transparent again
I might have judged you too harshly...
“Agent O’Houlihan, fantastic work. You scored the highest on the Arabic exam, so we’re sending you to Yemen. You’re going in deep undercover as a farmhand. The one thing you absolutely cannot do is become addicted to khat.”
Counter-Strike co-creator Minh “Gooseman” Le has shared one of the stranger stories from his time at Valve, Gabe Newell once spent around five months practicing Mongolian throat singing around the office
Le said Newell became fascinated with the singing style after watching a documentary, then started practicing it at work, walking through the halls and singing every day
“He would just walk along the halls just doing this throat singing thing, and he would do it daily”
According to Le, the singing was loud enough that “a lot of people in the office” became “kind of annoyed” by it, some employees reportedly started closing their doors because of the noise
The phase lasted about five months, before Newell moved on to other interests, including knife collecting and medieval-style axes and swords
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Los fans del anime descubrieron un detalle inquietante: Hame-chan tal vez tiene un acosador. Un turbio conductor de minivan que le pidió fotografiar su boca en el episodio 10 podría estar persiguiéndola en secreto en el fondo de los episodios más recientes.
Todo comenzó cuando la streamer se quedó varada y pidió un aventón. El sujeto que la recogió le exigió tomar fotos del interior de su boca antes de dejarla bajar. Lo que parecía un chiste bizarro de un solo episodio resultó tener una posible continuidad que nadie esperaba.
La audiencia más observadora pausó los fondos del episodio 11 y notó que una minivan del mismo modelo aparece en la carretera hacia Kioto, justo antes de que el auto nuevo de Tatsuro-sensei vuelque en el regreso, con la misma placa "42-62" reapareciendo entre escenas.
AUTOR DE HAGANAI SE RETIRA
Yomi Hirasaka, creador del éxito Boku wa Tomodachi ga Sukunai, anunció su retiro definitivo. Aclaró que no sufre estrés ni enfermedad; simplemente logró la independencia financiera y decidió jubilarse para disfrutar su fortuna.
A diferencia de la mayoría de creativos japoneses que terminan destruidos por las brutales fechas de entrega o dejan sus obras en pausas indefinidas, Hirasaka cerró su carrera con un récord impecable. Su décimo y último volumen de A Salad Bowl of Eccentrics se publicó en julio, cumpliendo su estricta promesa de terminar todos sus proyectos principales antes de decir adiós.
En una industria famosa por explotar autores hasta el colapso, Hirasaka es un caso rarísimo. Con más de 7 millones de copias vendidas y tres animes estrenados, juntó las regalías suficientes para vivir de sus rentas sin volver a escribir jamás.
Ganó el juego de la industria y se fue a casa con el trofeo.