if you haven’t heard the news, as of Monday, CCP has cancelled plans for the World of Darkness MMO. Many people lost their jobs, and the last susurrant whispers of the tattered ghost that was White Wolf have finally gone silent.
It’s hard to really explain the value White Wolf and the World of Darkness holds for me. I still remember picking up the paperback first edition of Vamipre: the…
It’s a quiet looking house. In the years since I last saw it, someone painted it taupe and cream. It’s not a large house, not really. Not big enough to contain all the things I put inside it. I remember the small rooms, including the cramped garage. The backyard slopes down into a lake. An alligator lived in that lake. The alligator was small, but like everything else, it seemed much larger then.
Since I lived there, I have gone so far. It’s been almost thirty years since the last time I ran out of this house. I still have that scar, a faded leech on my left arm.
I’m a stranger to the nine year-old who lived there. I’ve lived three of his lifetimes since I was him. But still, seeing that house in a flash of a moment as I drive by, I know him again. I wonder what it’s like to live there now. Do they hear the echoes of shouting? Are they startled by the sounds of shattered glass? I hope not. Part of me wants to stop and pay my respects to the ghosts of who we were. But what would I say if the current owner came outside? How do you tell someone you were kidnapped from their house?
I drive by, and I shake it off. Those ghosts are faded, tattered things, packed away on a high shelf, behind so many bright, enduring things. But sometimes I can still feel them, spooking me back.
MOVIE ABOUT A PERSON WHO FALLS IN LOVE WITH DEATH AND CONTINUOUSLY COMMITS MURDER IN ORDER TO SPEND MORE TIME WITH THEM UNTIL DEATH IS FINALLY LIKE “YOU ARE MAKING MY JOB SO MUCH MORE DIFFICULT THAN IT NEEDS TO BE LETS JUST GO OUT FOR A COFFEE OR SOMETHING JESUS FUCK”
That’s pretty much Thanos.
In a simple experiment, researchers at the University of Chicago sought to find out whether a rat would release a fellow rat from an unpleasantly restrictive cage if it could. The answer was yes.
The free rat, occasionally hearing distress calls from its compatriot, learned to open the cage and did so with greater efficiency over time. It would release the other animal even if there wasn’t the payoff of a reunion with it. Astonishingly, if given access to a small hoard of chocolate chips, the free rat would usually save at least one treat for the captive — which is a lot to expect of a rat.
The researchers came to the unavoidable conclusion that what they were seeing was empathy — and apparently selfless behavior driven by that mental state.
this just in: rats are more humane than humans