Video Games In 1970: This is Fruit Man. He wants to get all the fruit in the maze Video Games Today: Jethro Frëutmahn is the last hope of a dying world. This grizzled veteran of the Sustenance Wars bravely explores the onyx halls of The Labyrinth to seek fruit and redemption

Don Draper: All life is based on rotation. The orbit of an electron. Planet Earth turning on its axis. Two lovers dancing in a waltz. A fetus drifting around a womb. We aren’t just selling a spinning product. The story of Beyblade Burst Turbo is the story of humanity.

Friend: You gotta read this manga, it’s amazing. It has been published continuously since 1985 in 162 books that will cost you $7000

Elden Ring is fun because after surviving a shattered dying world abandoned by grace it's nice to unwind by playing a video game

You, whenever something weird & bad happens: Hehe, the simulation is breaking down Programmer running simulation: Our software Messed Up Freak Planet is working perfectly

Be careful online today. This is the one day a year when people post false information on the internet

The first step of game development is deciding whether the hero collects coins or orbs. This is a painstaking process - solving the Coins or Orbs Question can take years

Programming is chaotic magic. There are no rules. You ask a game dev “Can the player summon a giant demon that bursts from the ground in an explosion of lava?” and they’ll say “sure, that’s easy” and then you’ll ask “can the player wear a scarf?” and they’ll go “oof”

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H.P. Lovecraft: Your limited human mind cannot comprehend Cthulhu Me: (comprehending easily) Squid guy

AI makes books obsolete. In the future instead of reading stories you’ll run away from a metallic dog

*Neil deGrasse Tyson is watching a werewolf movie. Everyone else in the theater keeps glancing over expecting him to complain werewolves aren’t scientifically accurate* Tyson: (silently watches with a haunted gaze, remembering that fateful moonlit night on the Scottish moors)