Don't Starve, for all of its ostensible prettiness, is a dark place which requires you moderate your own insanity.
#Happy game rule 34 skin
But Rule 34 shenanigans make me want to scrub my skin right off my flesh. I think most arachnids are adorable in a fluffy, I-will-drink-the-pulp-juice-of-your-heart-if-i-were-bigger sort of way. Why be a prude when your quality of life can be only be described as expendable? Don't Starve.
Though, in retrospect, it might make sense if the Kerbal nation subscribed to today's YOLO pseudo-losophy.
Isn't it enough that we subject them to unlicensed and certainly less-than-professional attempts at aerospace engineering? Must we also dictate the carnal rhythms of their personal lives? There's just so much wrong with the idea of Kerbals Gone Wild that I don't know where to start. Why, Internet? Just why Since the Kerbal Space Program launched, hundreds of these big-eyed, oblong-skulled critters have been murdered. My only consolation is that only one sexy Diggle was ever tattooed onto a dude's arm. Is it the black, empty eyes peering vapidly into your soul? That flat, unpleasant yellow and appetite for violent death? The fact they sometimes show up with a coterie of equally bloodthirsty monstrosities? Is it just the principle of the matter? The Internet's compulsive need to satisfy the demands of Rule 34 regardless of the subject material? Why. I suppose I could see how Diggles might be construed as sexy, what with their suggestive drill-snouts and penchant for digging into deep, dark dungeons. And in celebration of Rule 34, here are ten games we really, really wish Rule 34 didn't bloody well apply to. But regardless of whether it's a product of specialized tastes, lolz or just continuity's sake, one thing's for certain: Rule 34 is, uh, an interesting component of modern society. I can see why Cloud and Tifa doing the horizontal mambo might be appealing but Lego loving just sounds like a terrible idea. But while some of it makes sense, others don't. There are few rules that the Internet operates by and one of them is Rule 34: If it exists, there is porn of it somewhere. And, for god's sake, keep off my lawn and away from those Angry Birds. The name "Woody" shouldn't be a cringe-inducing double entendre. Childhood cartoons, for example, should not be introduced to puberty. It's cool that we all have different ways of getting freaky, that we're actively battling negative cultural homogeneity and just, you know, exploring the limits of human pleasure.
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