I love this game
limbus company is a wild game. you play as a nonbinary amnesiac who got their head cut off and responded by replacing it with a flaming wall clock, whose second job is to (ineffectually, at first) be the manager of a group of people on a bus and whose first job is to revive and heal them anytime anything happens, which is all the time. your party is comprised of a dour scientist who has a habit of speaking in poetry, a mysterious white haired genius implied to be in a constant mental discord call with different versions of herself across multiple universes, an autistic woman who named her shoes after a fictional horse and turns into an ancient and powerful vampire if they're ever taken off, a swordswoman who speaks a third of her mind in acronyms and loves to murder people "artistically", an autistic frenchman built like a fridge who refuses to be a person unless ordered to, a long haired rich pretty boy who accidentally pisses people off with his sheltered behavior half the time and pretends to be dumber than he is to purposefully annoy people the other half, a british thug whose entire plot could have been solved by just spitting it out and also turned into a wolf monster for a bit, a ginger who got bored of her office job and decided to get on a boat and hunt whales about it, a russian gambler whose mental health and self image are rapidly deteriorating while she is also getting progressively worse at hiding it, a young man who is really in over his head while also being very good at killing people who also is weirdly good at translating the earlier mentioned swordswoman's acronyms, a kiss-ass former military woman who would probably kill everyone else in the party if she thought she could get away with it, and a german former-soldier who got a mutant bug arm and intense ptsd and depression. there's also the all powerful guide who tells you where to go who is legally not allowed to be too helpful and is also perpetually sick of your shit, and the strange girl who drives the bus you all ride in without a license or a lick of training. also the bus looks like a train. add onto the fact that most of the characters and their backstories are references to classic literature, and you have what is possibly the world's MOST dysfunctional dnd party.
we love this fucking game.
UpperMoon incorrect quotes I accept as canon (pt. 1)
ben: why does p’andor call you “baby girl”
bivalvan: how about we stop talking for a while
I was being cancelled because apparently it was classist to put feathers on dinosaurs.
Both dream me and irl me were very confused.
please be my friend big pangolin
every time someone thinks ishmael limbus company likes men an angel dies
would Optimus Prime count?
Yes, Optimus Prime from the Transformers franchise could kill Macbeth!
While there are a myriad of continuities tied to the origins of Optimus Prime and the Transformers in general, most (if not all) of these continuities apply him for the Unconventional Birth Clause and the Birth Parent Clause!
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Argalia, Did you ever get your pen back from Full Stop Office?
I assume they dropped it in the Library! Personally I didn't have the time to look for it myself when I was there.. 🎼
Jesus Christ from the Bible. I'm feeling sacrilegious today
Jesus Christ from The Bible is being blended!!
You cannot save him.
they homeless catnap box him
Reblog = Adopted him
Like = Pat head
edgar linton getting to heaven and looking to be reunited with his beloved wife catherine:
hareton meeting catherine for the first time:
ghost catherine out on the moors waiting for heathcliff to fucking croak already:
heathcliff at his window for the 20th consecutive night in a row waiting for ghost cathy to come back again:
hindley bonding with baby hareton:
hindley and heathcliff the entire novel:
hindley when he lets heathcliff take advantage of his alcohol-related debt by becoming his creditor: