[Start ID: 3 pages of HLVRAI narrative doodles exploring an idea in which Benrey is a sentient, digital, game-hopping anomaly who chances upon Half-Life.
A window pops up in the void of digital space, an invitation with a 'yes' and 'no' option to join a new game: Half Life. A sentient hand cursor hovering before it goes: "oh yeahh, new game. yeah, duh," before clicking on the 'yes' option. Said cursor is then gifted a body to explore the game in. It is a short, round body with a stark shadow across the eyes that never seems to go away - a body we recognise as Benrey. He blows a rasberry at the scientist uniform and lab coat the game assigns him first and complains: "aw boo, don't wanna be no nerd. lil nerd boy." His outfit swaps itself for a military uniform. Unimpressive. "this game got no good skins or somethin'?" he says. Finally, the game settles on a security guard outfit. Benrey adjusts his new helmet: "oh wait no, this one's cool."
The words "Role Generating…" pop up over his head, and he pokes at it with a finger and grins: "heyy, not an NPC anymore. nice." His attention is drawn to a new character materialising nearby to his left, namely Gordon Freeman, a white bespectacled man in an HEV suit. There are words floating above this character too, and Benrey reads it aloud: "pro-tag-on-ist." Protagonist. Benrey flashes a cheeky grin: "a pro, huh? we'll see about that, noob."
3 more characters in scientist uniforms materialise to his right, which prompts a soft "wuh?" from Benrey. The nearest character is a tall Chinese man, followed by an old, balding and portly white gentleman with a mustache, and then a thin elderly white man with glasses. Above the 3, namely Tommy, Dr Coomer, and Bubby respectively, is the title "AI". "yo, nerd boys alert. they look cool, though," Benrey says, and his gaze floats off dreamily as he continues, "man, we're gonna be great friends. no more baby script for Benny boy, he's all evolved now-" He's cut off abruptly by his own floating title finally settling on a role for him. "Antagonist", it reads. The game begins counting down to its initation, and he stares at his role title with a look of what might be concern on his face before it switches to disappointment. "man, i don't wanna be an ant," he says. The game starts.
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When you wanna have sentient fun times outside of reading NPC dialogue scripts with your new AI buddies but the game makes you an ant.
Oh to be a lesbian witch flying on a broomstick through starry sky over a magic forest
Reminder to everyone that if you don't like the vibes someone is putting out on your dashboard, you can just unfollow them. That's just a thing you can do. It's free.
Trying digital art after a long time... Drew my OC...
but what am I gonna write in it??? Like blorbos from my chiptunes???? Like "Look!!! My boy RRThiel made a new track!!!!"
actually I want to do that nvm
I am sorry but what if Ralsei had poofier fur on ears and had his scarf behave like a tail corresponding to his emotions and would curl up around him at idle and also he had little hooves would that be fucked up or what
testing out some things with this one while also throwing in fun stuff
my video tribute to the hit game karateka
This is the story of Stanley. No no no not you, Stanley. You can stay and continue whatever mind-numbingly boring work you've been doing for the past however many years. I'm talking about the Stanley Cup™️! Yes, this Stanley Cup™️ (a spinning model of a Stanley Cup appears on the screen). Well, isn't it beautiful! I got one recently, since everyone went NUTS over them and I had to see why. And now I see. Believe me, Stanley. I saw it the moment I put one in my hand. My body filled with warmth and feeling of the most sincere childlike happiness. It was- Actually, I don't think my explanation does it justice. (the cup spawns above the table in front of Stanley and falls off it comically) Look! Look!! Oh how magnificently this Stanley Cup™️ shines in the lights of your office, Stanley! The man, I mean of course! It's yellow! Quite a lovely color. My favorite one, in fact. This Yellow Stanley Cup™️ was the last one in the store as well! I was so lucky that moment. Not that it would detract from the euphoric experience if it was any other color. (every playthrough the color is different and every time he says it's his favourite)
I clearly see a question spark up in your eyes: (does that one high creaky voice) "Hey, what do you actually do with this so-called "Stanley Cup™️"?". And as an owner of one, I'm happy to answer! Well, let's start with the obvious. You see… It's a cup! Like a bucket but smaller! Wait, not that small, a bit bigger, yes that's about right. It does whatever your cup you store unchewed pencils in does! The company making those says that Stanley Cup™️ 99% compatible with all fluids, non-fluids and other substances a cup is. I wonder what that one percent is about. Ahem. Secondly, yes, that's not all, it has a small cap! You put it on and voila! Your hot tea stays cold for a long longer than it would in any non-Stanley™️ cup! Thirdly, it plainly gives you a feeling of safety. I don't know how I would fare in a burning car with it but I certainly will take it to my business meetings! It probably will prevent any fear of a raise or a promotion.
Hi I am Reski and I art things, music things and game dev things. I talk about stuff that makes no sense often.
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