Forgive me. It's not you, nor is it me, it's just autumn. They say the only way that anyone ever comes to know her is in passing. Orange above, dew-chilled below. Watch party at our place! We're going to binge Candle Cove! Cornifer, from Hollow Knight, explores a cave described as "cold, dark, damp, and stinky." "I was an animal then. Behind all this, I'm an animal now, and someday, some grim situation or another will, with its claws, steal from me my humanity and leave me for a moment in philosophy a shattering animal. Today, I'd like to hope that's not me. I'm not there. I'm here. I will always be right here." -Tim Rogers, "action button reviews boku no natsuyasumi" (2022). Why is it that the owner class so frequently don't have any class at all? When the only tool you've got is a lever, every problem looks like a fulcrum. By land, by air, or by sea, we've got the world covered. "Pull this lever," they said. "It opens all the cages at once, easy peasy," they said. Just add ears (imperative)! I know some people say think they're very one-dimensional, but I sure think they've got depth. Sweet things come from those who fly! Eggbug's doing the best they can, but let's just say it's a lucky thing they can fly! Betcha can't kiss the Spider Woman just once! In today's 'Feat Head-To-Head,' we'll be comparing two different options for spicing up your NPCs When the worshipers of the Golden Capybara came into contact with the worshipers of the Golden Eggbug, the Golden Horde was born. I didn't give my heart to a rubber wasp, so much as have it stolen. Unfortunately, as reliably as the conveyer belt provides ants, food preparation times quickly add up. Reach for the top with the flats of your feet! How was your commute home? Honey? What if a tingus and a tangus... fell in love? The essence of the chaotic alignment is a little less conversation, a little more mayhem. Ah, Paris. City of love, city of cake. Look, I'm just saying, these creatures are, like, *all wing*, know what I mean? It's a chimeracle! If you do it with a twist. Yes, artistically. "One of the book's signs is the sounding of seven trumpets, the fifth of which brings forth a swarm of locusts." All! About! Bees! It's November, and all around, the natural world is settling into its slumber. Look, it's just a bunch of little guys! They don't have top-shelf gear, leave 'em alone, don't worry about it! The light from the early universe is right there, waiting for us to grab it. Walk slowly through the forest, for it is full of resting creatures. Imagine, if you will, a field with every kind of flower. What if praying mantises, only Byzantine? The Knight from Hollow Knight is surrounded by adoring fans. Tintin is threatened by an unnaturally big spider. A star-struck owl gazes into the vast unknowable depths beyond the atmosphere. ALL HAIL OUR FEARSOME CELESTIAL ORB! Just a whole bunch of little guys! These ladies in red are the belles of the bug ball. Blind albino eggbug, ravenous, cloaked in a darkness never once touched by sunlight, must attack each turn if possible. An array of threatening mirrors shine back to you the things you fear to see. The Knight brandishes its nail as it is borne by the Last Stag into the deepest, buggiest corners of Hallownest. "Oh wad power the giftie gie us, to see oursels as others see us!" Three buggy judges stand before you, prepared to judge whether you be bug enough. People go in one end, chosts come out the other. All we do is turn the handle. A cowled girl with a battle axe races across a tennis court to seek revenge as Ayk Danroyd looks on. Eight ants circle on a Moebius band, with a speech bubble saying, "oh no." Saint George, having broken his lance, swings a sword at a dragon, with a speech bubble saying, "oh no." 
