I am an eccentric. It’s pretty obvious. I think differently to most people, I think of the weirdest sayings and things, I have a brain that works constantly through logic and maths yet I hate maths with a passion, I’m a gamer and a programmer, however I can’t deny that the Middle Ages rocked.
The list goes on, right into the grapefruit of infinity.
Oh yes, there IS a grapefruit of infinity.
Eccentricity is all about being as straightforward as possible in the most roundabout way.
Oh, and you have to wear a top hat and a monocle. And have a nice big moustache.
Abstract Thought:
It’s nice to know that when you read about all the disease and how only one in 20 babies survived their first year in the Victorian times and all the hardships and plagues and wars in ages gone by, that your bloodline is a line of survivors. Your ancestors survived long enough to produce more. And here you are, a 6000-year toughened hard nut.
Who would still run away from a raptor. Which is silly; they (as is with quite a lot of dinos) are only about the same size as a large sheep.
Come to think of it, what would we DO if raptors suddenly materialized? Would we go out and beat them to death, or would we run, or tame them?
Having a pet raptor would be awesome. Like, imagine a pet hydra.
Which brings me to Dwarf Fortess (since if you get a Dungeon Master you can get pet megabeasts).
Adventuring, I found a civilisation that worshipped the god of fish and education.
“Praise be to fish.”
I filled their pond with deadly carp and sturgeon. Because those things PULL DWARVES INTO RIVERS AND DEVOUR THEM. Sturgeons TAKE DOWN GIANT SQUIDS. They’re hardcore fish.
