I would posit that it could be based on something else entirely, a civic or moral obligation a person feels to abide by the spirit of the law to help protect fellow people, even if they would not be punished or could some how gain something - in this case, a finite resource - time, for violating the law.

Fuck, I’ve heard this shit before. The entire point of online play, for competitive games; in my mind, is seeing who YOU as a player, are better than. Cheating ruins any of the fun. You don’t grow as a player, you don’t do better at your class/weapon/whatever. If you can overpower everyone through illegitimate means, you’re missing the point entirely; plus you ruin the fun of everyone else. In short, fuck those people. That being said, I like single player RPGs. If I’ve played through legitimately 10 times, I don’t see a problem with some sort of QOL type cheats. I’ve done it before, I’ve spent the time farming currency; ultimately, it detracts from my experience - Key word: MY experience. Its single player. I’m not fucking over another human being.

I was alive in the glorious era of LAN parties.

My friends and I had spent approximately 36 hours (straight) mainlining caffeine and running a variety of games. Quake 3 RA, AOE2, a little CS, etc. Towards the end, we all played… fuck, I can’t remember the name. It was an over the top FPS that took Duke Nukem to unheard levels of cheesiness. Anyways, after a certain level of exhaustion after the caffeine was gone, someone suggested we all LAN CS with a caveat, we all had 30 minutes to find and install the best hacks we could find and see what happened. It was mostly auto-pilot at that point, both gaming wise as well as things like breathing.

It was a fun experiment, and to allay any worries about online play, all of us were the nerdiest of nerds. We formatted our drives frequently. Hell, a friend of ours was running WindowsME at a LAN party and we formatted his drive and installed a cracked version of XP before he even got a game up, lol.

End results of the hackfest rounds? It was determined that the scout rifle was superior to the AWP, with perfect headshots. Mobility won out when guaranteed headshots were a thing. It did take a few people a surprisingly long amount of time to figure that out.

Had a dude take power equipment into the meat freezer, sheared off a sprinkler head in the process.

The freezer remained operational, so everything was coated in frozen sludge. Total loss of merchandise, and I think the power equipment was a loss too.

I’m not sure how he kept his job, but that wasn’t my call.

I think, due to lack of diagnosis and medication, plus age - I was barely double digits - Aeris/Aerith in FF7.

I had no spoilers. And it wasn’t so much the death itself, it was the fact that I had fucking FARMED shit for her. She’s healer coded? I already had a history with RPGs, and healers are worth their weight in gold.

I think all that time and effort invested really solidified it.

Also, I had phoenix downs. WTF?

Well, factually, throughout history, women have had a terrible deal.

Living in red states my whole life, women having opinions, much less rights, is polarizing.

I don’t agree, but man… women voting is STILL an issue in some rural areas. Thus, polarizing. Not so much with the common consensus, but with some.

Hoo, I’d say loaded statement, but… well, you’re factually correct. Just polarizing.

That being said, I appreciate my mom for a lot of things, but the major one is my views on feminism.

I’m not some pro-female only person. First wave feminism, equality.

My wife is a strong woman who doesn’t need me, fuck, she’s the breadwinner and has been for most of the relationship.

She kicks ass, takes names, and somehow still has the energy to pick up the house a bit. I was weaker in that last part in the beginning, but I’ve made strides. Definitely a learned experience, but a very valid one.

I’ve dated the ultra girly-girl type. Its isn’t for me. I want a partner who is fine standing on their own, and chooses companionship.

Shit, she has worked in hospitals and had grown men attack her (health care worker violence is shockingly common, and I’ve experienced it as a man who worked at a hospital in a non-clinical capacity) She takes no shit. She’s also smart as a whip.

A dumb bimbo is easier to date, and I would guess be married to, but ultimately unfulfilling. Have a thought. Defend your thought. Please. If a man can’t deal with that, they aren’t much of a man.

At this point I feel like organizers need to consult with the French on how to throw a revolution.

They got a bad wrap (rap? I’m not sure, only heard it spoken) with WW2, but man… they could revolt.

Guillotines were unwieldy, near stationary equalizers. Imagine what the American people could do with plentiful arms and ammunition. I know, that AR15 isn’t gonna stop a tank, but a militant group of rednecks with access to basic chemistry supplies can be dangerous.

Sadly, the it seems the people who want to “fight tyranny” and buy all the guns and ammo en masse are also fascist bootlickers.

I lean left, hard. That being said, I remain very Pro 2A.

I haven’t been worried about the military with all the stochastic terrorism in the red states I’ve lived in, I’ve been worried about my neighbors. And I gotta tell ya, Cletus with his temu body armor and lack of fingers is a concern, but not so much as a military vehicle (or militarized police vehicle) worry me.

But honestly, if the military refuses to uphold their oath to protect the constitution against enemies foreign and (more importantly) domestic - well, we’re all fucked.

Uncle Sam does not fuck around when it comes to exterminating civilians, and pigs are just military wash outs who didn’t exceed the intelligence requirement.

I was tier one help desk, overnight, in a children’s hospital.

I had a doctor call me, who expressly made it clear he didn’t want a run around, while manually palpating a child’s heart to keep it in rhythm and thus, the child alive.

I told him there are back ups upon back ups that can be implemented, and I am happy to talk about his computer problem when the patient is SAFE. Not a little, “we got this,” safe, but SAFE.

Tier one help desk, overnight, no support, and I had to tell a person who turned out to be a board member that he could go fuck himself on his computer problem until the child patient was safe.

My first job was customer service, and I’ve been in IT for a dozen years. Its still customer service. You just have to realize who the customer is - in the case of a children’s hospital, it is always the child.

Oh fuck me, I’m still studying to red team basic computing.

I take it you’ve never had to log into a printer with an AD account before?

Yeah, I went out to 32 characters once. Until I needed to work on a printer.

Front Right: Keys, wireless earbuds, active nicotine packet container.

Front Left: Eckster Wallet, spare nicotine packet container, phone.

Back Right and Left: Utility Spots, used as needed.

Right Pocket Watch Pocket: CRKT CEO knife, if off the clock, THCa pen (legal in my area)

I don’t find myself “engaged,” I find myself wanting to spend money for something that will bore me the next week.

There is a reason I’ve mostly played single player games for the past decade.

I was tired of the “seasons” and micro transactions when I just wanted a story. If the story was good, I’d be ok with purchasing an expansion upon it. I remember my first expansion pack, Warcraft 2, played over a phone line. It felt worth it.

For more modern games, The Witcher 3 DLC felt like proper expansion packs. I have no bad feelings about those.

But just adding a few cosmetic items? Fuck off.

I’ve thought of this, but don’t have the wherewithal to actually make a project come to fruition.

I’m also not a lawyer, but I’ve read multiple articles on this, and it doesn’t seem like any legal violation. Corporation got lazy, didn’t confirm where 10m in royalties went and under what circumstance, and got burned.

Finally a corp gets scammed by the common man.

I say good on him.

We live in troubled times, the planet is overheating at a rate that it might affect my life more than being more uncomfortable in the summer. And that’s Texas summers at that.

There is an island of plastic refuse in the ocean bigger than some countries.

I saw the home computer come to the living room and the internet be birthed.

If you were to ask if I was jaded as a kid, already? Yeah. Around 7 years old.

It isn’t getting better. Corporations claw for more and more at the expense of the people and the planet.

I hope the younger generations can lead the charge of change, but for me… I don’t have the time or energy to play games most days, let alone change the planet.

And for those who will say, “Aren’t you just part of the problem then?” Sadly yes, I am. I try to make changes when I can, but I fear changing the small environment of my home will not be enough.

I’m not a dev, but I do some scripting. Mostly in a windows environment professionally, linux for personal reasons.

That being said, AI is great for getting a bulk outline of a script done, and you just gotta tweak a few things.

You still have to know what you’re doing, but it expedites things.

Work has been difficult, mostly due to coworkers lately.

If I’m blaring Rage, like I have all week, I’m ready to walk or to burn the place down. But I’m a lazy man.

In my southern portion of the US, I find it better to just let shit slide. Never know who is armed with two short cannons, a .38 snub, and the reason for their lifted truck that has never seen “off” roads.

Or I mean, Shodan exists. I’m sure the gov has better.

A theoretical botnet I was looking at on github used shodan to identify possible targets to infect.

Step one: Buy a few firearms, for different scenarios (which should be easier under Trump sigh)

Step two: Go to work, home, and limit unnecessary errands, order for delivery more.

Step three: Practice marksmanship with various firearms. I have a country, but sane, friend of the family with a shooting range on her land.

Step four: Hunker down in my deep red state, because I hold non-christian belief’s and I won’t recant them on pain of death. Not because my beliefs “protect” me, but because as an American, I believe in freedom of religion and I’ll die a proud American before I die as a Christian, my belief’s don’t matter compared to that. The protection of those belief’s does.

I get that old reference, but these days and much more broadly, twink is for a term for a gay man with a certain body type, or other physical characteristics.

So you might get some odd looks using that in public.