MY SKYRIM TEAM :D

And I don’t want it. I NEED it!

• Ice Form a deer.
• Watch it glitch out and spaz everywhere.
• Spurt Mountain Dew out of nose.
• Repeat.

My baby sorc…he’s level 25. Standing in his creepy studio.

This girl! Put your hands up bros.

But it’s OK, because people say I act high, even when I’m not.

Also it’s OK, gaiz, because Soul Calibur 5 arrived in the mail today.

So I make some sexay customs, I play some Aion, I play some Skyrim, and it’s all good.

It’s 3 timez OK too because I watched Supernatural.

I’ve mentioned before my heartbreaking failures in saving Stormcloak prisoners.

Well, those are water under the bridge now. Ways to learn how to properly save a Stormcloak prisoner. We learn from our mistakes.

Thus, this time, I shared items. Originally I hit ‘share items’ with no idea what I was really going to give him, considering I don’t make a habit of carry unneeded shit.

But then, there it was: an Ancient Nord battleaxe.

Sitting in my weapons section.

I still don’t quite know how, when or why that thing got there, but I didn’t question the magic. I gave it to the prisoner, and I also gave him my spare Talos ammy, just for luck. :)

We slew the Imperial scum and ran all the way to Windhelm, hacking our way through thieves, bears and cats.

And we actually made it. We, fucking, made it. With no undergeared lowbie deaths on account.

I was actually saying ‘oh my god, we made it’ as I watched him run to the gates of Windhelm, finally safe.

I feel really good about that, guys. I really do.

And you know what? Pretty much every guy I’ve always wanted to strip, I can’t fucking strip.

I can’t strip Ulfric, I can’t strip the redhead in Ivarstead, I can’t strip Farkas or Vilkas, I can’t strip anyone in the Thieves Guild, I can’t strip any of the Stormcloak officers, I can’t strip Marcurio, I probably can’t strip Ancano and I can’t fucking strip Ralof. God. Dammit.

So I ended up just stripping everyone the fucking game does let me strip. Mostly ugly or meh guys. It sucks, really. But at least I have some partial nudity besides my own.

Some.

I spent a good several hours stripping people and collecting Cheese for The Mighty Hoard.

A really fucking tough dragon attacked Winterhold and for some odd reason everything it killed was being added to my bounty(including - shudder - the chickens), so the retard guards were trying to kill ME, when there was an Ancient dragon torching the fucking town.

Of course Faendal was taking a lot of hits, and I died several times protecting him, which I zealously do since the time he glitched and died from a dragon’s DOT during an attack on Winterhold. Lucky for him his HP is low enough to be restored with one Heal Other blast.

I still die too much protecting him. But he’s my sweetie. So, there.

Today I was planning to load up Aion 3.0 in the morning and spend the rest of the day leveling and waiting for my Aussie friends to log in at night.

It was not to be so.

Turns out, that perhaps using the same old hard drive we’ve had for years in our new computer wasn’t such a good idea. It’s 74.5 GB and that is not much. So it can’t fit 3.0, and my poor lowbies are gonna have to wait till we get a new one.

Obviously, the only thing  left to do in that situation was to spend the morning playing Skyrim.

I decided it was about time I counted, once and for all, how many Cheeses I really have in my Cheese Hoard.

So I saved, grabbed all of them, Wedges and Wheels alike, got a calculator and got to work.

After counting all my Cheeses the total came to 276 Cheeses, weighing in at a hefty 430 units in all.

Is it normal that I feel really good about myself now?

Also I found out that Windhelm has a dock! I had no fucking IDEA Windhelm had a dock! I mean, what the fuck?

There was an Argonian guy down there.

I think he had a problem with the man who happens to be saving the world, because he certainly wasn’t speaking to me right.

So I FUS RO DAH’d him. He landed in the water, ironically enough after his uppity little vow to not help me if I fell in the water.

Immediately he was set upon by guards and my dog, who killed him within seconds(still not sure why the guards attacked him instead of getting mad at me but I’m not asking questions).

Dragonborn justice, bro. Deal with it.

ac2chik:

girlonskyrim:

After getting used to Skyrim horses, Assassin’s Creed horses look like they could use a hamburger or 10. Geez. Them gangly legs, bro. Them gangly legs.

I’m not trying to demean your post, it is very funny.

But they are completely different breeds of horse. Assassins Creed…

I know that lol. I was big on horses when I was a little kid and it certainly makes sense for Altair to ride an Arabian horse and for Nords to ride draft horses. Still when I played Assassin’s Creed the other day I was like ‘:O so spindly!’

After getting used to Skyrim horses, Assassin’s Creed horses look like they could use a hamburger or 10. Geez. Them gangly legs, bro. Them gangly legs.