Welcome back, everyone. Yesterday we did some fairly involved outfit integration, but ran into a wall trying to do a mashup outfit without heavy Outfit Studio work. If you followed the comment section, you'll know that I had a sudden insight hours later when I remembered I had made a mod last year that has the potential to exactly solve my problem. Today, we're going to get that outfit set up and also do some bugfixing.
Black Leather Armor - Finishing an Old Project
Hi folks, welcome back. Yesterday we delved into the possibilities of SPID with a look at Detailed NPCs. We also updated Phenderix Magic World to a new version and we moved the Windhelm ferry to the opposite side of the river. Today we're going to continue working on Phenderix by giving the inhabitants a somewhat less safe for work overhaul; afterwards, time permitting, we'll also customize a mod-added NPC and get some new monsters up and running.
We're starting today with 1,199 mods
Despite the planet of Greater Sirezo being a general hellhole, an unusual strain of altered humans still managed to thrive, adapted to extreme temperatures and running at incredible core temperatures. A fair amount of tourism exists to general surprise, complete with post card holos saying things like "Too hot too handle," and "Hot Sauce Central," to nobody's surprise. Greater Sirezo also attracts a great number of medical professionals looking for hands-on experience with burn wounds of a sensi
Solar Marine Ryen stared down the barrel of his x15 inertia carbine. Signs of life or not, this wasn't what he'd expected to find on recon. Was the thing in front of him striking a menacing pose, or preparing to pounce? Suddenly he recalled how earlier in the day, on the drop ship, he'd stamped out a crate bug. "If it's got six limbs, fuck it," he'd said. Well, if it comes down to it, turnabout's fair play, he decided, flipping the safety off. At least there's more than one way to get fucked...
Tasteful classical music whispered through the hidden speakers of their sumptuous prison room. Berkely, of the house Sterling, and heir to half a dozen planets on the outer rim - along with her sister Saffron, of course - could not have thought things more surreal. Just hours before, they were upper crust tourists about to land on the safari planet Wynn-Jackstadt for a vacation with the family, plus, of course, the maid-slave. On landing, to their shock, masked and armed men had emptied all the
Hey, it’s Destana again. Just wanted to clarify. My recent outburst against Ulfric was me reacting to new information I learned. I may have overreacted, but he understands. Though I am not the picture of morality (Infact, my hands are red with culpability) killing innocent bystanders is something I take exception to, and try to avoid. And killing an entire race of people (which I think is what a lot of Nords wants to do with the Forsworn) is monstrous.
The Forsworn have become
Welcome back. Yesterday we did some cleanup work, burned a lot of time updating a mod only to throw it out because of incompatibilities, experienced heavy snowfall in Windhelm, and gave Malacath the confidence to ditch his loincloth. Today we're going to first look at a series I've been tracking for a while - Detailed NPCs. After that, if time permits, I have a few other mods only my list that I'll try to get to.
We currently stand at 1184 mods and 1250 plugins, slightly down from ye
I just moved to my new home and therefore I hosted a housewarming party for some good friends of mine... well, they are good friends - but they are also very horny guys. This party was a kind of casting to find actors for my next projects. And I think they all proved suitable for my kind of project. But see yourself...
Housewarming Party.mp4
"Windenburg Wanderlust" Chapter One
After graduation, Simon wants to spend the summer in Europe finding himself. He’ll need to escape his entire world, his family, his friends, and his longtime girlfriend, to step out of the closet.
This pilot episode was produced over a year ago. It sets up the character and backstory. While there’s no sex in this chapter, there will be plenty in the rest of the series.
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Hey, it’s Destana. It’s Day 12 of this month of preparation for the Thalmor. It was morning, and I’d stayed up all night going through the ceremony to become a shaman of the forsworn. I also learned a few new teleport spells from the senior shamans, and got a noticeable increase to my magicka recovery just from the ceremony.
I feel like since I came to Skyrim I’d been doing my best
Hi folks, welcome to my new modding diary blog. Whether you came here from one of my previous blogs or this is your first time delving into my stuff, I hope you'll find this interesting and educational.
A little background first. Skyrim is as much a hobby as it is entertainment for me. I enjoy creating complex, stable load orders and doing lots of compatibility work. I don't pretend to be an expert on every aspect of the game, but by now I have many years of experience and I think so
Another day at the market for slave girl Feria. She would be up on a stage, on display, all day, followed by a shameful walk home, still sloppy from sex. When interest was scarce, she would be made to prance around the stage, flaunting her curves until mistress got bored of doing lewd things to her. When the crowd was interested, she would be made to offer her body to any potential buyer willing to pay the small fee for a sample of her skills. And, of course, whenever she could, she would be dis
"Welcome to Syla's Sex Dungeon & Emporium, sir! Please, have a complementary slut for the duration of your visit. She has a name tag, which I think I stuffed somewhere... Ha ha, no, really, she is yours to use as you see fit. After all, she won't be released until she's paid off all the damages, so you're actually doing her a favor! Oh, let us know if she squirts on you, the other merchandise or the carpet, acts in a manner to displease you, or just can't keep up. We're always happy to exten
The trip south was harrowing - I just don't have a better word for it. By then the Forsworn were clearly aware of our intrusion, and search parties were combing not just the roads but also through the nearby fields and along the clifftops. If the cliff face behind the redoubt had been more forgiving, we could have returned by way of Rorikstead, just like we'd came, but there was no way we would make it up those heights ascending. After several near misses with patrols, we cut further west, climb
