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In the Werks
Two overworld walking sprites of the main characters from another upcoming project: The Domain. Perhaps more later.
They are hipsters who get sucked into a demented fantasy world by a cursed record.
So, going about the normal business in Skyrim, I wandered to the Mage College to finish up a miscellaneous quest. I walked into the central room (hell if I remember what the name is) and found a bunch of people talking about a death. They were all staring at the center of the room, which was empty. The only person who wasn’t mourning apparently was this single mage who stood there, blasting the wall with an ice spell.
This man’s name is J’zargo and, if you’ve played this game, you know exactly who he is.
I stood here for a few minutes, watching, talking with him, to no real avail. After he was done talking he’d just go back to blasting that wall. Wouldn’t even turn to me when he talked. The battle theme was also on loop in the background. After saying goodbye to J’zargo, I left to go about my normal business in the Mage College.
Just another day in Skyrim.
My friend gladBats in his Houdini splicer cosplay.
So I was doing my normal do, playing some Bioshock and recording for my let’s play series, when I found something interesting.
I heard some splicers talking and decided to check it out, walking up some stairs and turning to the right, I found a group of splicers. Naturally I unloaded as many shotgun shells as I could into them but, oddly enough, they weren’t dying and they weren’t attacking.
The sort of spasmed a bunch, freaking the fuck out and yelling, before flipping upside down and floating up to the ceiling and slinking away.
MLIA.
