lol Um... selling 2.5 million to the mudcrab merchant of Morrowind on xbox. After of course learning about the Overflowing loot bag and collecting and dumping as much awesome stuff as friggin possible. While collecting candles... like a loon. Killing the odd NPC and claiming their homes while looking through my collections for enough gems and weapons and armor and books and potions/(ectoplasm on the bed sheets >.o) to make them look like awesome nerdy man caves worthy of my beasty bad man console playing argonian.
Oh, and stripping corpses semi nude and positioning them in sexy ways or blasting them with arrows and jerking them around by holding the shaft.
AND, constantly pretending to drown creatures I've killed near water. v.v... Torturing and interrogating... all that fun stuff ... .... ^^ No regrets.
PS. And JUMPING IN THE THIRD PERSON.
Because the two games that make me OCD, these two that I've mentioned, have taught me to doubt everything that could exist over my shoulders and behind my own eyes ... >.>....*Struggling to look inside myself...* >.<
Oh, and stripping corpses semi nude and positioning them in sexy ways or blasting them with arrows and jerking them around by holding the shaft.
AND, constantly pretending to drown creatures I've killed near water. v.v... Torturing and interrogating... all that fun stuff ... .... ^^ No regrets.
PS. And JUMPING IN THE THIRD PERSON.
Because the two games that make me OCD, these two that I've mentioned, have taught me to doubt everything that could exist over my shoulders and behind my own eyes ... >.>....*Struggling to look inside myself...* >.<