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Friday Fun Thread for August 4, 2023

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So this post should be higher effort, but that'd take away from important Baldur's Gate 3 time, so all I'm going to say is: Hot damn did Larian deliver, at least so far. I've got a few minor nitpicks, but I can't recall the last time I enjoyed a game this much. Was up until 5 AM playing it last night.

I'm also trying to figure out when exactly I got hyped for it. I ignored it all the way through early access, then a week before launch, I suddenly was all-in, and I don't remember seeing any news or reviews or anything other than "Oh hey, it's about to come out."

My husband started up Baldur's Gate 3 with my five year old on the chair next to him, and now no one in my house has slept in 48 hours. She keeps running in and out of our bedroom screaming about monsters and worms going into eyes. The baby wakes up and starts crying. I can't safely have both her and the baby in the bed at the same time. I hate this game with a burning fire and I haven't even played it yet.

Yeah, this is on your husband. Mindflayers are not suitable for five year olds.

I mean, you have my condolences, but that was really an own goal by your husband. I'm honestly not sure how he expected that to go.

Did your husband not know it would contain disturbing imagery before he began playing? I’d even avoid the new Zelda with children that young.

He says he just wanted to stay on the character creation screen and have her make a character. Turns out it's not a Barbie dress up game!

Kids these days. I watched Predator with my dad when I was super young, and never thought anything of it. I was so young I didn't even understand what I was seeing when it shows the guy skinned and hanging.

The only thing that ever gave me nightmares was the squirrel/mouse/rat living in my closet, making noise I knew I could hear, which my parents never believed me about. They always assumed I was making it up, had a bad dream, was misinterpreting the sounds of the house settling at night, etc. But I fucking knew there was something in my closet.

Wasn't until I cleaned it out as a teenager that I found an old abandoned rodents nest, and suddenly I felt vindicated for all my childhood night time protests.