⇛Marnetmar⇛

Holy Christ that original intro concept is dreadful.

Quasi-senpiternal rat racer? I hardly know 'er!

Hot damn, this is the most heartwarming thing I've come across this year. Amazing work.

I for one agree that KDIZD isn't kinky enough. To answer your question, though, KDIZD came out in 2007 I think? So depending on which mapsets you're comparing it to, it might be pretty dated. But it's anything but vanilla.

My condolences :(

Go Laz! You got this :)

Scalliano's Threshold of Pain is a must-play.

This is an absolutely wonderful idea, kudos for creating it

hot heckity gosh darn damn that's a great screenshot

1:17 and 1:29 hey isn't that the corridor that was used in the E3 2014 teaser?

https://www.thegamer.com/team-fortress-2-maps-models-61gb-leak/ https://youtu.be/8un3dBLVSCw

banned from zdaemon for crowdkilling

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Untitled (2022) I placed my hands over my eyes and yet still I could see, The hues of glowing flowers among incandescent trees, The sky's voice called to look away, but behind me was a sweep, Of pink and purple clovers with my name written on the leaves. The voice tried to assure me that I didn't have to leave, But said not to be moved by the expanse ahead of me, Yet if I could comply, then why still would I cling, To this place of wonder where the sky's voice didn't want me to be? If I leave the door open, then what things come through might lead, To a world more brightly colored than the gray skies want to see, If it's imaginary, how could any harm succeed, A futile bid to bring about a thing that couldn't be?

The Totem (Written 2021, reposted here) In the dark of night, Hidden amongst the trees, Is a totem of light, Visible to those who need to see it, Camouflaged from those who don't. It has existed since the beginning of time, And will remain embedded in the earth until and beyond time's end, and longer still. It makes itself known to the weary traveler, the frightened child, the distraught parent, but neither beckons nor frightens away. It its silent glow, Unspoken, It provides nourishment for one's hunger, comfort for one's fear, warmth for one's sorrow. Immovable and unmoved, Scratchless, It shelters from the forces of evil, With neither indignation nor force. Its guests come and go, Staying as long as they wish, Leaving for minutes or decades before returning, Still it remains, Unmoved and unchanged, Welcoming newcomers, Embracing long-lost friends. So it was before life's arrival, So it will remain after its demise, Awaiting whoever will be next to arrive, Next to return, Next to reside.

Tendrils (Written Fall 2022) Content Warning: Self-termination induced by Lovecraftian madness