Demon's Souls (PS5) - Progress and Plan
With some 8 days remaining until Elden Ring launches, it seems unlikely that I’ll finish Demon’s Souls before then, which puts me in a bit of a sticky situation.
With some 8 days remaining until Elden Ring launches, it seems unlikely that I’ll finish Demon’s Souls before then, which puts me in a bit of a sticky situation.
I actually did finish Demon’s Souls before Elden Ring launched.
Elden Ring is good enough, but we’re still waiting for a successor to Dark Souls 3.
A small window into what it feels like to enjoy playing Elden Ring as it was intended the way I like playing it. [ED: I shouldn’t assume.]
The Tree Sentinel and Gatefront Ruins.
Stormgate and beyond.
Stormroot Catacombs, a new Prisoner character, and Fringefolk Hero’s Grave.
Groveside Cave and our first look at that boss.
An invitation to Roundtable Hold.
Settling into a routine.
I don’t want to write this, because it will make it real.
Stormveil Castle and Goderick the Grafted.
I think it’s about time to write that followup post to my first impressions about Elden Ring. Somewhat of a correction, because my first impression didn’t give the right impression.
Musing about the essential ingredients that go into a hall-of-fame RPG as I finally begin to replay The Witcher 3.
Talk about getting outside your comfort zone. This is so far outside my comfort zone that it’s on a completely different planet, with a poisonous atmosphere, crushing gee forces, with a comet heading directly for it.
Catching up on Indie games I’ve played this year.
Blaugust is back for another year. I don’t really need to explain it, just go do the thing.
My Blaugust is going to be an experiment.
“168. Why is it hard for you to forgive yourself?”
“241. What do you think about keeping ‘wild’ animals as pets? If so, when?”
256. Do cats or dogs make better pets? Why?
This brief post serves two purposes.
In the dream I saw a woman floating in the sea. I asked her, “What would love look like if it had a creative dimension?”
In the dream, I encountered a fellow standing by the road with a tadpole for a head. I asked him, “How do we know what is art and what isn’t?”
In the dream I wandered into a vaccination facility. I stopped the first person I saw and whispered, “When is okay to give up on a bit?”