every golf course could be a lovely botanical garden/park or arboretum, with little paths every which way and carefully crafted scenery to make you feel like you’re inside a disney movie
this feels kinda silly, like surely we’re the ones defining what the head is here? head and body doesn’t make sense for a starfish, it’s like asking where the head of a potato is
yup, and if you haven’t heard he quit the Escapist so zero punctuation is changing name to fully ramblomatic, it remains to see what the artstyle will be like.
it means the story is published under a license that allows you to redistribute and modify the text, the only limitation is that you can’t make a profit.
the specific license used is Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0
basically life is minecraft: there’s no goal, we have to give ourselves reasons to live, and we can make those reasons precisely whatever the fuck we want, and that’s what makes it so fucking brilliant.
i am confident that if orcas took to land they would recognize that a few psychopaths are responsible and that most people just want to watch orcas jump out of the water and have fun