Pew pew baby.

Nah. I’m a prude: I prolly won’t play BG3 now. I’m big on sci-fi and I’ve never liked overtly horny interactions. The Culture novels handle it well and it didn’t annoy me. Vernor Vinge had problems deciding if he was writing scifi or rape fantasies.

I’m here for motherfucking space lasers.

It’s a fantastic game. Some games just leave a huge impression.

We used to do that intentionally to get free shit.