I was playing Streets of Rage II with my nephew and let me see it's annoying as hell that some games back then had the mode where you could hit each other while others didn't, and of course in SoRII you can't shut it off. Also the original Double Dragon is two-player ALTERNATING. wtf
 
it's a weird game imo actually, the enemy names are bizarre sometimes and also each level seems to feature all the bosses from the previous stage. Like even by level 3 it's like that, and the game just keeps shoving more and more previous bosses at you as the game goes on to the point it causes lag. I made it to level 7 and where I died was some elevator that literally THROWS enemies/old bosses at you which I assume would've gone on indefinitely as the exponential frequency of boss enemies reaches infinity
 
also the amount of variety/assets/length of each stage seems to be completely random. stage 2 consists of a bridge and the interior of truck, but stage 3 has outside amusement park, arcade area, interior/exterior of pirate ship, more outside, then an alien area probably inspired by the Alien movies. Stage 5 is just some drab ship interiors and exterior and the re-use of assets gets really bad by this point. Also Stage 6 doesn't even have an original boss, it's just two bosses from previous levels at the same time. Also the first level has signs saying CLAP CLAP and DUNK

 

no more heroes

that is an amusing pic. not only is malcolm in the middle going bald, he's a neocon and arpaio doesn't drop that scowl for anyone.

good luck farren. when I can't stop thinking about something I meditate with "so hum", but I just have anxiety.

woke disoriented to a message that miley's instagramming pics of exploring abandoned buildings and of kathleen hanna (bikini kill, 90s grrl rock band) i guess miley is my cthulhu-dream, and welcome to R'lyeh http://instagram.com/p/rdqiXhwzBF/

I haven't had a memorable dream in a long time, but last night I had a long one. it was some kind of huge evening get-together with a ton of people from my high school, yawn etc - the interesting part is that you were supposed to come in costume, not halloween monster costumes or anything, but dress like a 50s reporter or whatever. I intrinsically knew I had to go as Miley Cyrus (present-era & not as a joke on any level), and that there would be a lot of  difficulties and hurdles in the way of achieving this goal. as I was planning the costume before-hand I knew I could get ridiculed for dressing as a woman, but I reasoned if I could look just like her people would be too caught up in how accurate an impression it is it is to criticize.

before the event I was planning and getting the materials together. it was going really well. I had shades and little shiny earrings that looked great, but the baseball cap wasn't doing it...but wait, if I push it back on my head and flip the brim up, puffing my hair out the front a little, I look just like Miley. the rest of the outfit was really important too, though I'm not sure I've ever seen the real Miley Ray Cyrus dress anything like it. it was sort of a mix of punk and hip hop and chic fashion. an incomprehensible black top & jacket, ambiguous bracelets. the jeans were super important, high-wasted skinny jeans that, combined with my black patent heels and showing bare ankle, looked to me exactly like Miley's legs(?)
 
still, when I got to the event I was fucking unprepared and had a big ol stressful time trying to put together the finishing touches for it to be perfect, or else I wouldn't look like miley at all I would just look like garbage. it was a big mall/school-like complex, and I went in a holistic healing/head shop owned by a girl I went to high school with to use their disgusting public bathroom (a recurring theme in my dreams if ur new to these). at this point I realized my neck was incredibly hairy and needed to be shaved. my alarm woke me up but I went back to sleep to make sure I shaved my entire neck to the hairline and got back to my friends at their table, looking like an extremely good impression of miley cyrus. then it was ok to wake up.

true that miley rc is a incomprehensible cosmic force 2 me, but I guess the MAIN difference between me and lovecraft's protagonists is that rather than being stricken by horror & insatiable curiosity, I like it but I don't want to know more
 
tho I think the dream was more about physically BECOMING miley as a sort of super-human ideal

2015 miley posts in dumpthread and releases a zx spectrum style artgame

She seems kuul in mai bookz. why don't we invite her over!!!! would find likeminded people (earl's knees buckle, eerm aarhm *HUU* redfaced'n'sweatin', i-i got some... abandoned buildin piccies you might like, Miles...!)