That’s a reality glitch, multiple deer occupying the same location.
It’s so annoying when that happens. Gotta reboot reality so they start pathing normally again.
Just move far enough to get it out of draw distance and it will move eventually.
I should be fine when the positions are recalculated when you come back next.Easiest solution is a Schrödinger pistol. Since they are still counted as separate entities, each will collapse the wave function individually, so ~half the instances will take off running. Repeat as needed until none overlap.
*(Makes note of new sexual position called the “reality glitch” so it may be attempted later.)
Biblically accurate
Sure, but there are much more prominent clues that the end times are pretty much here, so I don’t see the point of this one.
Spideer
Thanks, now I’m gonna spend the next two hours reading scp articles
Ofc is just a fun glitch. Anyway if you’'re interested in selling that defective camera for a good price contact us at this address:
totally.normal.stuff@amnestic.scpThat’s just Herne the Spider Hunter. Don’t mind him.
Does he hunt spiders, or is he a spider who hunts? 'Cause I was taught spiders were our friends considering they prey upon annoying insects.
Does he hunt spiders, or is he a spider who hunts?
…Yes!
That’s a Falweyr. Looks like maybe a child-bearing male (the species has something like six genders). They travel sideways through time, so you only really encounter them at junctions where our time-flow bends. The camera must’ve been lucky enough to be set up at just such a position (if there are any auroras in the sky or one of those nights where you see a second moon super-imposed over the usual one is a good indicator). Beautiful creatures. Unfortunately their call sounds an awful lot like a Juggalo “whoop whoop” made through a wet poster tube. I once saw one while I was out foraging for truffles. We called it Gavin. It made eye contact with my brother and his nose immediately began to bleed and he could suddenly speak Icelandic (and he eventually forgot he had a family altogether). It got spooked and ran off in split directions.
The next morning all the pine trees smelled like orange blossoms and the ground where we saw the Falweyr was covered in a fine layer of something that looked like cotton candy. The area remained bereft of birds for six days. I’ll never forget the experience (or, I suppose, maybe I’m pre-remembering it because it hasn’t happened yet? Hard to tell with these things.)
The deer / Splinter Cell crossover
Sam
FisherHunter
While not a scary noise on its own, for some reason hearing that thing bleet like a sheep would be terrifying.
Eyy I know that heyik, their name is Foan.
