There Are Very Few Games I Can Play When My Head Is Being Rough But... Deep Rock Galatic Has The Holy

God your Durge art and comics just make me wish he was a companion...

Durge Companion Comic - Anniversary

It's been about a year since I made the comics for the Durge Companion Au.

How we feeling? We still reading?

Timelapse

King and Queen Durin, Disa and their children

glyphid scrimbos

Daily drawing practice day 883 (8/29/24)

what if bosco could carry steeve around by his lil arms

Fresh bread for you💛

what if thistle had confronted senshi before the story started?

I went down a specific dwarf-based rabbit hole today and ran into this problem.

I attended a Dungeon Meshi themed dinner last weekend and wanted to share what was brought/devoured! Enjoy the comparison of what the dishes looked like irl vs the show

Now this is one of my favorite memories I've had of Deep Rock Galatic.

I was just on my driller when I had a fellow dwarf join the game, it was a simple retrieve the broken mules mission and nothing to fancy. We had been making incredible progress while digging through the caves on Hossex, honestly it had been one of the first times that a mission didn't have a screw up and I was excited. We managed to finish the secondary objective in no time thou those fleas were being a pain.

As we decided to hit the button on molly to call the drop ship, we noticed something softly glowing but we didn't key into what it was until the button was pressed and the mule was heading to the drop pod.

There it was, a core stone all locked up in it's glowing purple mineral mineral. My fellow dwarf called down a supply pod as the guy from management informed us of a swarm incoming. With only 5 minutes on the clock we had to make a choice, risk it all for the loot or leave without the core stone.

The first instict that rushes over me was to look how far away the drop pod was... 50 meters but the caves were bendy and we would have to leave now unless we had a short cut. So the instinct of a driller took and I plowed through the wall while my fellow started the corestone event. The rush of enemies came in from every direction but I couldn't do anything but drill as fast as I could. Trying my best to not overheat while the sound of monsters from the rift and bullets filled the caverns. 40ft.... 30ft... 15ft.. 10ft.. and I was through and without hesitation I turned around to help my fellow dwarf. Dashing back through the tunnel I heard the Scout unloading into glyphid monstrousity, His health seemed to be doing well the first health bar of the corestone fell.

As I breached into the room there were three minutes remaining till out drop pod was going to leave us behind, the scout was working hard on mining the core-stone outter shell. I run over and try my best help out and we managed to slowly but surely draining the last two health bars that it had. A minute remained as I looked towards my comard, we had to drop off the core stone in the right pod but there was just not enough time. He smiled and said "Get to the drop pod, I got this" but all my instincts said not to leave a dwarf behind, with regret I sprinted my way towards the drop ship.

It was that minute that felt the longest but shortest in my entire time playing DRG, I guarded the entrance of the drop pod taking out every glyphid I could see while glancing at the clock. Fifty seconds remained and the pod for the core stone was just arriving, the blasted thing takes a bit to open up so it wasn't in our favor. As more and more glyphids charged the Evac-pod I tried my best to clear them out, firing round after round into the bastards as the clock ticks down to thirty seconds.

Then management confirmed that the core-stone sample as placed inside the pod and a sigh a relief washed over me with a hint of angust. Was I going to leave my fellow dwarf behind for some stone... was it worth it?

The clock ticks down to twenty seconds and all I can do is watch the radar, the scout was flying through the tunnel I had made using his shotgun to boost himself around while having his grappling hook to pull him. Twenty seconds left and he still has a way to go, I try using my drills to dig around the drop pod to make it easy to get in but the sweat was slowly going down my back. Ten seconds left and his life bar kept going down form small gashes and scrapes, I couldn't leave the drop pod now and disgrace all his effort.

8 seconds left and the drop pods engine slowly start to warm up, 5 seconds left and the dwarf from management once again reminded that he would indeed leave a dwarf behind. 4 seconds left and I felt as if hope was lost, sitting down in my seat and realizing that we may lose a good one today.

3 seconds remaining and all I hear is shotgun blast and the sound of wind as a dwarf flies through the skies and crashes into the seats, with just a second remaining he had done it. That bastard managed to blow himself through the caverns using his shotgun to make it just in time. The gates of the drop-pod closes and we head back to base chuckling to ourselves about how close it was. I've never seen something so cluch happen in this game it reasurred me that we must not leave any dwarf behind.

Once we had returned to the base and our chuckling over how close that was over. I had a ordered pair of Glyphid Slammers to celebrate before he left, but I will remember that scout for a long time and to know.... it's not over till it is over. No dwarf left behind my friends.

ROCK AND STONE