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shoot me a PM because we dont wanna drift too far away form the topicwhat game are those images from on the left? the ones from your banner of whatever theyre called
shoot me a PM because we dont wanna drift too far away form the topicwhat game are those images from on the left? the ones from your banner of whatever theyre called
There should be a rule here about anyone acting like a lazy armchair dev a thread ban offense.ppoooors sat upon his throne, his cock aching. He had been nearly 20 minutes without a good fap, and it was beginning to take its toll upon his ravaged body. He had one good, strong arm that he used for fapping, and the rest of his limbs had withered away to almost nothing. The release of an orgasm had become the only part of his life worth living for.
"WHERE IS MY NEW PORN!?" He bellowed, causing his attendant to quake in fear at his master's fury. "Yes master, right away master," the abused, traumatized man said as he scurried downstairs to check on the progress of the porn artists in the sweatshop below. He returned harried and worn, and clearly fearful for his life.
"M-master," the attendant said, his face white. "N-none of the p-projects have finished their next update..."
ppoooors slammed his fist onto his armrest so loudly the wood snapped in two, his face purpling with rage. "WHAAAAAAAT!?!?!?" He screamed at the top of his lungs. Spittle flew everywhere and his voice grew hoarse as he continued, "THE INSOLENCE!! THE OUTRAGE!!! PICK ONE OF THEM AT RANDOM AND BEHEAD THEM EVERY 5 SECONDS UNTIL MY NEW PORN IS FINISHED THEN!! AND IF I HAVEN'T GOT MY NEW PORN IN 5 MINUTES I'LL HAVE THEM ALL FLAYED ALIVE, AND YOU TOO, YOU WORTHLESS SACK OF FILTH!"
"Yes master, right away master..." The attendant sighed as he went back down the stairs to fulfill his master's horrible orders. It couldn't be helped. After all, who could refuse the demands of some random horny boy on the internet who doesn't even pay for content?
Celia has been my favorite since this game was first released. I hope we can turn her into a anal slut.yep true i mean why do people have to complain when they can think about how they can make this a reality in 2 weeks and if people are desperate from some quality wincest time theres tons of other porn games to play while they wait for this to be updated
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MormontThere should be a rule here about anyone acting like a lazy armchair dev a thread ban offense.
Just imagine their despair not being able to enter the thread when a new updat is released?
Celia has been my favorite since this game was first released. I hope we can turn her into a anal slut.
wait MC's last name is Johnster?Mormont
thats interesting but as much as i would love to be see her be dominated by the main character thats more likely going to happen what i really want to happen is this
after all you mess with Johnster then Johnsters Family messes with you
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Look in the OP there is a last updated datewhen is the last update?
Mormont Eerie EntityBob Johnster sat alone in his office, the only light in the whole building the cold blue glow of his laptop and the bright end of his cigar. He hadn't called Linda to tell her he'd be late. Why bother? She wouldn't care. They had both made their bed long ago, and now they both had to lie in it.
His fingers flew across his ash-stained keyboard as he took another puff of his cigar, letting the smoke burn away his taste buds to cinders as bitter and cold as his soul. His employees all had the weekend off. If he had a heart attack and died, right now, how long would it take for anyone to notice? He imagined his workers not finding him either, they'd just come in and spend the whole day with nobody ever checking in on him. How long might that go on, a week? A month? A year? Smoke hissed out from between his teeth like a demon as he imagined this room as his tomb, his skeleton slumped forward onto the desk and forgotten forever.
Bob scrolled up, re-reading the page just one more time. Truth be told, he didn't care. He had found his nectar and ambrosia elsewhere, and the rest of the world could burn. Linda would divorce him immediately if she ever found out what he did in his office on these late nights, of course. She'd win all of his assets in the settlement. He'd never be allowed to see the kids again. His case would be so hopeless that no lawyer in the country would take it for any amount of money, lest their name be forever stained by his. Let them judge. Let them laugh. It was the only thing he had left that made him feel anything anymore.
Bob smiled, his masterpiece finally complete. All that was left before sending... was the tags.
"raridash rarijack f/f f/f/f lgbt waff wump g-rated no-sexual-content comedy shipping"
I think the point is that non-supporters have little clout when it comes to the more demanding complaints about the game. Armchair quarterbacking has a place in many arenas - sports fandom, as one example - but even in those places, the constant whiners are generally more noise than adding anything interesting to the conversation. At least for sports, fandom is directly related to investments: tickets, paraphernalia, cable TV deals, etc. So, there is a general interest at stake which can affect income+profitability."You can't criticize somebody if you don't support him"
Dumbest statement ever !
This is good. This is so very fucking good.ppoooors sat upon his throne, his cock aching. He had been nearly 20 minutes without a good fap, and it was beginning to take its toll upon his ravaged body. He had one good, strong arm that he used for fapping, and the rest of his limbs had withered away to almost nothing. The release of an orgasm had become the only part of his life worth living for.
"WHERE IS MY NEW PORN!?" He bellowed, causing his attendant to quake in fear at his master's fury. "Yes master, right away master," the abused, traumatized man said as he scurried downstairs to check on the progress of the porn artists in the sweatshop below. He returned harried and worn, and clearly fearful for his life.
"M-master," the attendant said, his face white. "N-none of the p-projects have finished their next update..."
ppoooors slammed his fist onto his armrest so loudly the wood snapped in two, his face purpling with rage. "WHAAAAAAAT!?!?!?" He screamed at the top of his lungs. Spittle flew everywhere and his voice grew hoarse as he continued, "THE INSOLENCE!! THE OUTRAGE!!! PICK ONE OF THEM AT RANDOM AND BEHEAD THEM EVERY 5 SECONDS UNTIL MY NEW PORN IS FINISHED THEN!! AND IF I HAVEN'T GOT MY NEW PORN IN 5 MINUTES I'LL HAVE THEM ALL FLAYED ALIVE, AND YOU TOO, YOU WORTHLESS SACK OF FILTH!"
"Yes master, right away master..." The attendant sighed as he went back down the stairs to fulfill his master's horrible orders. It couldn't be helped. After all, who could refuse the demands of some random horny boy on the internet who doesn't even pay for content?
91%I hope today it will reach 95%
i thought it really happened lolis the
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Also let's not forget. No one is paying for a product or service on patreon, instead they are choosing to support the developer into creating something.I think the point is that non-supporters have little clout when it comes to the more demanding complaints about the game. Armchair quarterbacking has a place in many arenas - sports fandom, as one example - but even in those places, the constant whiners are generally more noise than adding anything interesting to the conversation. At least for sports, fandom is directly related to investments: tickets, paraphernalia, cable TV deals, etc. So, there is a general interest at stake which can affect income+profitability.
In the case of funded game developers, the only sources of income are typically their patrons or purchasers. So, more strident demands and complaints from non-supporters becomes the weakest form of armchair quarterbacking, IMHO.