the blog of a disabled mother who likes to game, and "get in the pit"
I hosted Among Us games for three hours last night, and let’s just say that I needed Fioricet… but it was worth it, and I would gladly do it again. As a matter of fact, I intend to this New Year’s Eve. Let’s go.
Bub and I have continued to play Among Us more now that Christmas has passed, and now that they actually have more DLC out I’ve gone ahead and gotten that for him. We’ve made a sizable dent in levels and are learning the maps that we were less familiar with, like the one that they added in between us last playing and… now. One game was remarkably funny in that seven people saw us (Bub and me) do the medbay scan, which an Impostor can not fake, and somehow managed to decide to vote me out two rounds later, in the same game, which caused dead chat to light up as soon as I was thrown from the airlock like “crew is stupid this round” in all capital letters. To be fair though, they deserved it, and Impostors predictably won that game because they’d managed to kill enough members of crew or throw them from the airlock.
As long as Bub’s behavior is amenable to it we’re going to play plenty of Among Us this afternoon.
And this is due to the Omicron variant, which is said to be able to sidestep immunity from vaccination.
Because no one would quarantine or will mask and socially distance unless they have to, I think we’re going to spend a lot longer in this pandemic than we should. And then there’s the whole matter of people not getting vaccinated who are able to get vaccinated, making things worse. “But it has a 99.2% survival rate!”
I don’t think I’ve ever actually used this song in one of these, not this version anyway, so… what’s the harm?