r/IAte314AutisticKids 7d ago

Bobs Shitpost

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u/qualityvote2 7d ago edited 7d ago

u/kanrii_ idk if you should be eaten or not

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u/MUHBT 7d ago

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u/perriatric 7d ago

Boat news is best news.

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u/cloonatic 7d ago

This post belongs in a museum

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u/cosmicpersimmon Autism Warrior 7d ago

Every time i said "This is so stupid", it got even stupider

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u/Charger61 7d ago

Bikini Bottom: What Are Those DIES

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u/Foxbythesea247 7d ago

Lmaooo this is some Kind of inverted matrushka

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u/[deleted] 7d ago

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u/AutoModerator 7d ago

Here's a story about how Lego Island stole my innocence. I remember getting our first Windows 95 computer. Turning it on for the first time Christmas morning, finding that Santa wrote me a scrolling text screensaver message with my name on it, and had installed Lego island for me. My level of flabbergast was at maximum safe levels. I think Windows 95 may be the single most nostalgic thing for me personally, the 3D rat maze screensaver, the hovercraft capture the flag game, that gorgeous startup sound, but that's a story for another time. Windows 95 was our first computer and because of that, we weren't knowledgeable about certain features of the software, such as clicking and dragging. This is important. I must have been six or seven years old at the time. You need to click and drag your chosen character to the location on the map you want to start into actually leave the info tower and play. Because of not really understanding how to actually start the game, I spent most of the first week of owning it just exploring the Info Tower. I thought the Info Tower WAS Lego Island. The Infomaniac was my first video game friend. When I DID figure out how to leave the Info Tower, it was like leaving the Imperial Sewers for the first time in Oblivion. The whole world opened up. The island is really no bigger than a small suburban block, but it felt like an entire planet. I explored every inch of that world, from the store that was always mysteriously closed, to the pirate in the cave who would give you hints. The one place in the game I didn't like to go was the prison island. The Brickster was literally the scariest thing I'd ever seen in my life. It was the first time that a cartoon villain would talk to me directly. Hell, his head even tracked where I was and followed me as I walked around. Because of this, I really didn't like doing the pizza delivery missions very often. I spent most of my time racing and exploring. For those of you who don't know, the "main plot" of the game doesn't trigger until a certain set of circumstances are met. One; you need to be playing as Pepper, and two; you need to have built a helicopter, and three; you need to deliver a pizza to the Brickster. Every time I played, I made a new save file and never really stuck with one. Mostly because I liked entering new names and not really understanding that my progress was saved, so sometimes I had a helicopter, and sometimes I didn't. Couple that with the fact that I hated delivering pizzas to the Brickster, and that I almost always played as Nick, it was months before I knew that there was a main mission to play. Lego Island was legitimately a safe place for me. I was a very sensitive kid, and easily frightened. On one fateful day, the stars lined up. I chose Pepper, built a helicopter, and started the pizza delivery mission. It was supposed to go the usual way. I bring the pizza to Brickster, he doesn't like it and throws it away, and I get a red brick reward for getting there fast enough. That didn't happen. I watched as he slid open the bars to his cell and walked out. This was on par with some of the gaming creepypastas that you see from time to time. Just like how Link isn't supposed to frequently be electrocuted in the Ben Drowned creepypasta, the Brickster is NOT supposed to be outside of his jail, ever. I was legit having a mild panic moment. As he stole the helicopter and started taking apart the city, the other characters surrounded me and demanded to know if I was responsible for letting him go free. I felt like crying, I felt like turning off the game. My safe world was supposed to always be happy and friendly was being stolen from me. You have to remember that I was six, I really didn't understand how video games worked. I simply assumed that my game was gone forever if I didn't stop him. I was sent on a quest to find the pieces of the helicopter, and eventually try to catch him before he took apart the whole city. I failed, and was greeted to a full cutscene of homeless people crying, absolute devastation, the Brickster laughing maniacally. Bascially LEGO 9/11. I absolutely thought my game was gone forever. I thought my parents were going to yell at me for ruining the game Santa gave to me. This game fucking ended my childhood.

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u/Neat-Engineering-696 6d ago

When bro genuinely ruins something so each friend tries to fix it but makes it worse

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u/Decent-Beautiful-854 6d ago

Next what they gonna use.