Right in the feels. I remember once my mother didn’t let us go out to play because a drunk homeless was sleeping on a bench just outside.
Granted most of the time there were no problems but that fits right into the mood.
These old men drinking in the park are eternal, they are like game NPCs who never sleep or leave their post, always ready to give you a criptic riddle. Not for free, they ask you for 5 gold coins or “pić zeta” for their service.
…
Holy shit. It seems like an introduction for a brand new urban horror tabletop role-playing game.
Naming the store chain after a (possibly demonic?) biblical sea monster is so bizzare to me. I’ll never get used to seeing it.
* Never lived in a block of flats, never had any friends from there
* No Lewiatan in my city
* Haven’t seen any old men drinking in parks
* No skyscraper either
* Why tf would i know russian? I don’t
* Which fucking war? I know where my grand and great grandparents were during different wars
* Didn’t go to churches and graveyards on schooltrips
Unrelatable and unfunny
Bizarre description. Not the country I’ve been living in.
Too cheerful and optimistic to be truly Polish.
All correct except for knowing Russian and gold teeth: both those things are. . . Russian.
If bloki is Gothic, where would we put familoki?
Dark Ages?
I dont get it. The only relatable part is drunk men in the park
This is very warhammer 40k…
ah, brings back memories to how my neighbourhood’s old drunk men npc’s loudly discussed how they would rape me. the good old days.
Fake.
Bullshit.
Nobody would smile when you walk into a place of business, *there is no happiness there!*
“Boze Moj!”
*Suddenly you realize you know some Russian ~~or Ukrainian~~*
When I was a kid I once met a strange young homeless guy with a big white dog hanging out on the old playground, you know the type, post PRL, rusty metal, overgrown by plants. I was with my dad who was taking the car to a mechanic and I wandered off a bit and met this guy. As I said he was weird, probably mentally ill. He let me pet his dog, then dad found me and was freaking out and chased homeless guy away. I know the area where this happened, but I have no idea where exactly it was. I never found this place again, I think someone had to build a house there. This memory invokes exactly the same feelings as the post. Very eerie and sometimes I wonder if it was just a dream. There was something about that guy like he didn’t belong to this earth, he didn’t care about anything and was entirely free.
This sounds like a PS3 style Lovecraftian horror game
What does the part about a black pit in the ground mean?
God concept, bad execution in my opinion.
Meh, to depressing. If Poland is hell then we are the demons 👹👹👹
Where do you guys live, in Radom?
This sounds so…familiar, yet…so distant
Same in Ukraine even the Mickiewicz statue.
Sounds more like a doomer thing, not goth (except for the last point). Queue in Doomer Music compilation
Most of poles are goblins orks and trolls so we like it here. U can call this part the Mordor of Europe….in winter. Because in summer it’s quite nice here.
Write a book
Better watch Gothic Przeróbki.
Fun fact. This all things are same for all former socialistic camp countries.
This post brought me some serious childhood flashbacks…
Ahhh yes. My country…
You should add homeless drunk dudes fighting over their turn to rummage in the trash can
majority of Poles do not live in apartments but in detached houses
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Right in the feels. I remember once my mother didn’t let us go out to play because a drunk homeless was sleeping on a bench just outside.
Granted most of the time there were no problems but that fits right into the mood.
These old men drinking in the park are eternal, they are like game NPCs who never sleep or leave their post, always ready to give you a criptic riddle. Not for free, they ask you for 5 gold coins or “pić zeta” for their service.
…
Holy shit. It seems like an introduction for a brand new urban horror tabletop role-playing game.
Naming the store chain after a (possibly demonic?) biblical sea monster is so bizzare to me. I’ll never get used to seeing it.
* Never lived in a block of flats, never had any friends from there
* No Lewiatan in my city
* Haven’t seen any old men drinking in parks
* No skyscraper either
* Why tf would i know russian? I don’t
* Which fucking war? I know where my grand and great grandparents were during different wars
* Didn’t go to churches and graveyards on schooltrips
Unrelatable and unfunny
Bizarre description. Not the country I’ve been living in.
Too cheerful and optimistic to be truly Polish.
All correct except for knowing Russian and gold teeth: both those things are. . . Russian.
If bloki is Gothic, where would we put familoki?
Dark Ages?
I dont get it. The only relatable part is drunk men in the park
This is very warhammer 40k…
ah, brings back memories to how my neighbourhood’s old drunk men npc’s loudly discussed how they would rape me. the good old days.
Fake.
Bullshit.
Nobody would smile when you walk into a place of business, *there is no happiness there!*
“Boze Moj!”
*Suddenly you realize you know some Russian ~~or Ukrainian~~*
When I was a kid I once met a strange young homeless guy with a big white dog hanging out on the old playground, you know the type, post PRL, rusty metal, overgrown by plants. I was with my dad who was taking the car to a mechanic and I wandered off a bit and met this guy. As I said he was weird, probably mentally ill. He let me pet his dog, then dad found me and was freaking out and chased homeless guy away. I know the area where this happened, but I have no idea where exactly it was. I never found this place again, I think someone had to build a house there. This memory invokes exactly the same feelings as the post. Very eerie and sometimes I wonder if it was just a dream. There was something about that guy like he didn’t belong to this earth, he didn’t care about anything and was entirely free.
This sounds like a PS3 style Lovecraftian horror game
What does the part about a black pit in the ground mean?
God concept, bad execution in my opinion.
Meh, to depressing. If Poland is hell then we are the demons 👹👹👹
Where do you guys live, in Radom?
This sounds so…familiar, yet…so distant
Same in Ukraine even the Mickiewicz statue.
Sounds more like a doomer thing, not goth (except for the last point). Queue in Doomer Music compilation
Most of poles are goblins orks and trolls so we like it here. U can call this part the Mordor of Europe….in winter. Because in summer it’s quite nice here.
Write a book
Better watch Gothic Przeróbki.
Fun fact. This all things are same for all former socialistic camp countries.
This post brought me some serious childhood flashbacks…
Ahhh yes. My country…
You should add homeless drunk dudes fighting over their turn to rummage in the trash can
majority of Poles do not live in apartments but in detached houses
True in 1990, not in 2022 🙂