Terr...reckoning

So ... kind of ... distrought ... over ... a given lack of clarity I ... paused and then found some headroom to go and take a closer look through my inventory. I mean, going through the images I just posted made me realize that somehow Lisa is missing a hammer. And also, she isn't missing a Metal Detector but the whole fishing stuff. So ... I wanted to check up on what I got where. I mean, I did push that "auto dump" icon and saw a bunch of stuff flying from my inventory. I suppose the Hammer might have been a part of that. And sure enough ... I had quite a few of them. Some here and some there. Back then there wasn't a loadout function either, and so ... it's useful unless You kind of want to use a few between loadouts. Then it's a bit of a hastle. To say, when You're not "in it" anymore, it's kind of ... not practical. I mean, you can store secondary items and have a miner/fisher ... uh, well.

So ... I then noticed some other things. I have that item I'm sure requires a drop from the Crimson ... and see, there's this other Character I'm having that I totally ... erased from my Memory and my attention ... it seems. And that's kind of ... what irks me.

So, I was going through my stuff and then remembered that I had this setup where I had a Lava Pool near my base - and I did some fishing there. So, I then checked my worlds again ... and so, there's this Master Mode world that I totally ignored because I thought that I had only started it and never got through. Turns out, that's the world I was thinking about. And so, that's where those 120 hours come from.


I mean, I know that something was fishy here. I think I took some items from my previous playthrough into this one ... and ultimately never got around killing the Moonlord? I'm not sure. I have the Cultist Trophy somewhere, but the Moonlord Trophy isn't there.


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Is it important? Maybe. Maybe the story was, that somehow they got my data and now I had enough and what I did would go unnoticed. Like this one. I mean ... it's kind of there. A silent need to ... be noticed. To show that I exist and have some kind of ... healthy relationship with that.

I guess that this also goes to show that I don't really care to show off. There just happens to be stuff that I could show off. And however one were to go about it "properly", whatever "the right channels" might be; My homepage is probably one of them.

I also like ... made an effort to mostly leave my Gravestones where they fall. And it's a lot more than I would like to admit. Moving through this world on my Pirate ship ... there's a couple of spots. I suppose one could make out where the Pillars appear and ... stuff. ... Makes me want to start over on a harder difficulty ... and then gradually unlock "world sharing privileges" between my Characters?

Not that it matters - I suppose. I'd pool it all together somewhere and then delete all of them but one. Or I might ... if it mattered at all. But this obsession ... or complex of obsessions is so ass. In a way. It's like ritualistic self-sabotage. It comes with layers and maybe a shadow beaurocracy.

But alas. What has to be done needs to be done. And however I might want to go about it. I mean ... it doesn't really matter. But something is just wrong about ... there being no limits. It's ... too easy? And maybe I don't know, really, where I stand on these kinds of issues.
Like ... a part of me treats these Characters like it's an MMORPG ... where, properly tackling the challenge I should build a weapons test range. I mean ... I have a lot of stuff - like, a casual load of world-ending weaponry. Then it's down to challenges. How little can I beat this or that with. But is that what I want? What do I want?


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Is it all rather pointless?

Maybe. I mean ... I find myself in a bit of an odd spot ...