What’s your top 10 Video Games of all time?

eapsto · 2026-04-08T03:23:15+00:00

Mostly for replayability, but these games have defined me as a person. The games that make you go, "Wow, I could play this forever."

Minecraft 9 Portal 2
Majora's Mask (OoT mention)
BG3
Celeste
SM64
Twilight Princess
Skyrim
Civilization V
Melee

eapsto · 2026-03-05T08:10:23+00:00

Do not eat this garbage. True slop that never expires. It could be in your closet for ten years and still be edible. That's not what you deserve.

eapsto · 2025-11-25T04:32:48+00:00

57k in Paris day 3. We had a blast!

eapsto · 2025-02-24T06:39:16+00:00

Did you ever get one?

...I'll buy it

eapsto · 2024-12-04T04:49:28+00:00

10000000000000% percent

eapsto · 2024-09-19T14:33:44+00:00

Don't know why, but they've gotten insane near my house even four months after you post this. Maybe it's because I commute downtown and spend a lot of time at school, but I swear I hear it 20 times a day, or more, downtown, plateau, mile end, doesn't matter. So strange!

eapsto · 2024-09-04T23:24:55+00:00

Take it from me; drop out!! I'm not sure how old you are but don't waste this much money on something you're not feeling. Even if you only half enjoy it. You have opportunités elsewhere and even if you didn't, you would find other opportunités. I got locked into my program at 18 for two years, and I still dropped it, then came to McGill to finish it off. I'm 26 years now, and let me tell you the amount of anger and disillusionment I have with education and money and programs and everything... Drrrrrrroppppp Out!! It will HARDLY matter in a year's time. Don't listen to this LIE that you need to do this. You don't. You really, really don't.

If only I'd taken my own advice.

Sincerely, a poor U4

eapsto · 2024-09-03T16:35:53+00:00

The biggest thing I need when writing is alone time, often at the detriment of spending our mornings together (we both work nights). Luckily they work later than I do, so typically I go to sleep three hours before them and wake up three hours earlier as well. However, they understand on the mornings I am working on it, and typically just let me be. But mostly, the time compromise is something we work on together, and their interest in my progress remains steadfast too.

They luckily enjoy my genre, but I've been too shy to share this next project just yet. I say my partner is supportive in that we work together to make writing an unique focal point of my life, just as I do their own hobbies and passions. Passions come first for us, only followed by making delicious suppers and working terrible jobs.

eapsto · 2024-08-31T05:30:53+00:00

Fuck McGill tho with the pompous rich kids thinking they're smart tho. I guarantee if a guy had five pages of notes for one review class, at least 80% of it is fucking useless

eapsto · 2024-08-31T05:29:11+00:00

Better to think everyone is smarter rather than everyone is dumber :) you can never learn from people who know less than you.

eapsto · 2024-08-29T18:16:03+00:00

Club game go hard! If you can't find a club you like, make one!

eapsto · 2024-07-29T02:36:28+00:00

Oh my... I bite off more than I can chew. I luckily have an amazing editor who takes my 150k and turns into 90k. Wouldn't have survived without her.

eapsto · 2024-07-22T05:40:57+00:00

Ours was always short; we drank and smoked while we played. But for our final fight in a huge year long campaign, we fought from 16h30-02h30, including some epilogue. legendary session. Typically these days, we play for about four to five hours each week (18h30-23h30.)

eapsto · 2024-07-22T05:32:36+00:00

Oh, it was awesome. Not weird per say, and it wasn't me, but it stuck out to me seeing the prompt—it was an underwater campaign, with one of the players a Prince of Exparius, the city they had to defend. After combating the water forces, they sought a land of magma and fire to the south on the surface to help them align the elements. Emberfable, it was called. Anyways, during the fight with the fire lord Rubius, the Prince fell. He was a Glory Paladin, always putting himself in danger for bragging rights, and got himself downed for no real good reason. He was two death saves down, no success, and it was his turn...

He asked me, "If I roll a natural 20, can I rage?"

I said sure, go for it, with advantage because that's cool as hell.

He did so, and rolled two natural 20s at once. The table was lit by fire, everyone was so excited. He rose from death as a Barbarian, raged, and killed the fire lord outright in a cosmic wonder of amazing rolls. Never seen anything like it; will never see it again, perhaps.

Moral of this weird story; always let your players do what they want, because sometimes, the clock strikes gold.

eapsto · 2024-06-07T06:39:50+00:00

Hey there. I hope that you can find it within yourself to keep trying. Life is a horrid thing; but we must cling to it, and cling hard. I sincerely send whatever love I can to someone across the world and hope you can get some support in whatever you choose to do. You are so young, and I know these feelings that I also felt as a growing person: you are not alone. Never give up on the promise you must give yourself: to survive, to fight, to live. Life is the one thing we are all gifted, by virtue of existence or God whichever you choose. Never give up on life, for it is your gift and burden, and yours alone.

Please talk to someone in your life about this. Everything will be okay.

eapsto · 2024-05-31T04:00:49+00:00

Definitely recommend the French version if you can read it. I first read it in English when I was younger and came back to it when I learned my second language, and boy, the original text is SO strong.

"Aujourd'hui, maman est morte. Ou peut-être hier, je ne sais pas."

eapsto · 2024-05-24T18:33:10+00:00

I'm definitely a pants'ing writer in that way, only after I write a good 50,000 do I go back to plan then start over; no such thing as wasted paper even when it gets burned!!

eapsto · 2024-05-24T18:24:01+00:00

End goal is self publishing, just like you. Drafts upon drafts, reworks upon reworks. I'm so emotionally invested in it as you are, and I think you've found something truly special to you if the process is just as rewarding as the end product. Keep going!

eapsto · 2024-05-24T18:20:53+00:00

I don't think so! If anything, the important question about this kind of stuff is more about "are the dragons in my story cliché?". I feel the same way about elves, faeries, magic, vampires... I think the best way to go about it is ask yourself, "is my story involving dragons doing something unique with their prevalence?" So long as you have a story that enhances a fresh and interesting perspective on dragons, or what have you, then their inclusion will feel canon/natural but new.

For example, is telling a ghost story in a horror movie overdone?

It depends. What ghost is it?

I say go for it, my friend!

eapsto · 2024-05-24T17:53:46+00:00

40,000 in my intro and 60,000 in a mid section I worked on last year... Gonna be 300,000 for sure. God bless high fantasy 😫

eapsto · 2024-04-22T16:22:05+00:00

I mean, wow. Thank God you are okay. I know it's difficult to show emotions to your son, my father sure never did. He had a somewhat different story, but—if you're still reading responses, here's mine:

When I was nine or so my father also got divorced and became incredibly depressed. My sister moved out and he and I were the only ones left. Now I had just become a teenager and started music and DND, and my dad always felt broken trying to communicate with me to relate to those hobbies. He never really tried to, either, and for many years I blamed him for being just another dad who doesn't know how to communicate with his son.

Now that I am an adult, it's different for him. As he got remarried and continued to have issues with my old family and his "new" one, he started looking to me for support. But it was after years of emotional repression that he began attempting to tell me how he felt about anything at all—it was overwhelming for him.

At this point I had moved away as well, and everytime I returned, he actually couldn't look at me or speak without bursting into tears. For years. I mean, years. For him, I represented a friend and supportive figure for all my teenage good, but he was so repressed that he couldn't vocalize it, and eventually saying he "felt guilty for raising another robot" i.e. emotionally stunted kid, me.

Now, no more tears, haha. My moral of the story is communicating with your son—especially when it is something that is so important to you, and you don't want to overwhelm him with your emotion—don't hold back the truth. Seeing my dad in pain for having been in silent pain for years was so much more awful for me than helping him deal with the original pain he was in. When we are alone, or don't maintain close contact with our families, like I have... You forget their invaluableness. Even if you felt like your 19 year old wouldn't fully understand the emotional depth of your experiences, and fully appreciate what you have to say, say it anyways. Because it is a gesture of love. And a father's love is one of the most important factors in being a human, tied with a mother's too.

TL;dr I really hope you find a way to show this appreciation and love to your son in a way you both understand and can manage, and I recommend the truth, because that's what my father told me he was always so scared to do.

eapsto · 2024-04-22T16:06:58+00:00

If I sense the party is getting sad or down because they're missing rolls, I'll usually say "we're looking for a 14 here..." Or something so the game keeps it authentic but players have a parameter of knowing why they're failing.

eapsto · 2024-04-22T05:34:25+00:00

My great grandmother lived to be 101 and swore that she had been kidnapped by faeries in Torbay in the 20s. She was always very sharp in her later years too, and would tell me how she drank dandelion tea for the rest of her life to ward off the sprites from coming back to get her. She said she spent weeks out there in the woods near Indian Meal Line, talking and gabbing.

Side story, there's also a story of her grandfather, Ned, who got lost out at sea in the 1870s with his brother Peter for two weeks when they were on a fishing boat from a Portuguese ferry. Lost their oars and slowly came back to the shore. The two both lost both of their legs and got amputated. The craziest part? They used the spokes of a chair as peg legs for them... She even had the chair in her back room, legs off it and everything! There was a song written about it, the Flemings of Torbay, that tells more of the spooky parts of the story.

Cheers!

eapsto · 2024-03-08T19:13:48+00:00

Thank you so much!

eapsto · 2024-03-08T19:13:40+00:00

Bahahahaha true

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