SnowRunner Survival: The Permagear Diaries โ€“ Driver Log Ten: Bridges, Bumps, and Broken Dreams

SnowRunner Survival: The Permagear Diaries โ€“ Driver Log 10: Bridges, Bumps, and Broken Dreams

Mode: Permagear Rules | Optional Features: Winch-assisted woodland detours

Back to the Dam

I start the day by taking Red back to the Smithville Dam garage to decide on my next move. Both of my current main objectives need wooden planks, and as far as I can tell, the only viable source is back in Black River. The plan: build the bridge first, then worry about the rest.

I hop into Frank for the job, only to be faced with the first challenge โ€” actually getting him there. Instead of taking the standard road, I opt for a less-beaten path through the trees, using the winch liberally and clambering over rocks like a determined mountain goat in truck form. If Frank had feelings, Iโ€™d say he was trying to prove something.

Frank: The Reliable Workhorse

Once in Black River, I load up the planks and head back to Smithville Dam. Along the way, I canโ€™t help but admire Frankโ€™s handling โ€” reliable, sturdy, and never letting you down. Heโ€™s the truck equivalent of that one friend who always brings snacks and never cancels plans.

I top him up at the fuel station as a precaution (he probably didnโ€™t need it, but who doesnโ€™t like a full tank?). Crossing the Dam, I briefly flash back to the Dam level in GoldenEye 64, half-expecting to see polygons of Soviet guards wandering about.

Bridge Complete

The delivery goes smoothly, and with the wooden planks in place, the bridge is now a reality. Objective one: done. Frank earns a well-deserved rest while I swap into Red for some post-bridge exploration.

Redโ€™s Bouncy Adventure

Immediately, Iโ€™m reminded of the difference in handling: Frank sticks to the ground like heโ€™s got magnetic tyres; Red prefers to bounce along it like an over-caffeinated pogo stick. Past the bridge, I find a promising-looking track and decide to follow it.

The path is a mix of mud, stones, and one dodgy river crossing that all but confirms Red will need a raised exhaust if such a thing exists. After wrestling through, I spot an upgrade ahead and let my hopes soar โ€” could this be the elusive raised suspension for Frank Iโ€™ve been searching for? In my head, Iโ€™m already firing him up for a triumphant drive back to the garage.

Reality Check

It isnโ€™t. Instead, itโ€™s Engageable AWD for a White Star truck โ€” a vehicle I donโ€™t own. Still, at least itโ€™s unlocked for the future. I follow the road and, somewhat anticlimactically, end up back on the other side of the bridge.

Thatโ€™s where I call it for the day. Tomorrow, Red will keep exploring, and maybe โ€” just maybe โ€” Iโ€™ll finally complete The Essentials task.

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Seven Days to Survive โ€“ Day 2: Chickens, Bandages, and Pipe Bomb Decisions

Difficulty: Chill Solo
Optional Features: XP set to 150%

โ€œThe chicken wasnโ€™t faster than me โ€” it was simply playing 4D chess while I was stuck with a stone axe.โ€

Adjustments and Priorities

Loading back in, I realised Iโ€™d left my XP multiplier at default. Rookie mistake. Bumped it up to 150% โ€” because if Iโ€™m going to die to zombies, Iโ€™d at least like to die while leveling a little faster.
First order of business: a buried food stash quest. Second: the elusive dew collector. The recipe calls for 100 scrap polymers, 4 short iron pipes, 4 duct tape, and ideally a water filter. Since I donโ€™t have the filter yet, Iโ€™ll only get murky water โ€” but with a cooking pot in the campfire, I can still boil it into something drinkable. Not glamorous, but thirst makes you less picky.

Survivorโ€™s Tip: Dew Collector Water

  • With Water Filter: Collects clean water directly โ€” no cooking needed.
  • Without Water Filter: Collects murky water. Use a cooking pot on the campfire to boil it safe.
  • Murky water is better than no water โ€” just donโ€™t forget to boil it, unless you enjoy dysentery roleplay.

The Chicken Incident

On the way, I decide to test my hunting skills. Enter: chicken. Exit: all my dignity. The little feathered gremlin zig-zagged through the grass like a professional sprinter, forcing me to waste more arrows than I care to admit.
After some zombie interference (probably hired muscle for the chicken mafia), I finally down it. A bone knife later, I had meat for dinner and a stockpile of feathers for arrows.

Blood and Bandages

At the buried stash location, a zombie ambushed me and managed to inflict a bleed. Thank you, starting bandage โ€” youโ€™ve earned your retirement.
Note to self: learn how to craft more. Turns out all you need is cotton โ†’ cloth fragments โ†’ bandage. Problem solved. My feather surplus also became arrow surplus. Feeling slightly more capable, I dug up the stash and headed back to Trader Rekt.

Pipe Bombs for Later

Rekt offered me a tough choice of rewards. I went with five pipe bombs, because nothing says โ€œHorde Night insuranceโ€ like handheld explosives.
Next stop: Papaw residence to unload my loot, then scouting a new Horde base location.

First Steps Toward Horde Night

I laid out the foundations of a 6×3 base. Not glamorous, not reinforced, but itโ€™s a start. Iโ€™ll reveal more of its design on the big night โ€” for now, just know it exists, itโ€™s square-ish, and itโ€™s mine.
With daylight fading, I tried to squeeze in a fetch quest, but after one zombie fight it was already 9pm. Jogging zombies are not on my wishlist, so I postponed.

Evening at Papawโ€™s

Back at Papawโ€™s, I cooked up my chicken, learned eggs can be eaten raw (filed under: desperate measures), and salvaged what I could.
A zombie came knocking on my door uninvited, so I introduced them to my club. Afterwards, I excitedly crafted an armor crafting kit โ€” only to immediately discover I had no clue how to use it. Survival irony at its finest.

Looking Ahead

Day 2 ends with preparations in motion but confidence on shaky legs. Iโ€™ve got pipe bombs, a half-built base, and one less chicken in the world. Tomorrow, Iโ€™ll knock out that fetch quest early and dedicate daylight to shoring up my defenses. Horde Night is coming, and I need all the help I can get.

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Snowrunner Survival: The Permagear Diaries โ€“ Driver Log Nine

SnowRunner Survival: The Permagear Diaries โ€“ Driver Log 9

Day 9 in SnowRunner: Delivering fuel to the wrong farm, braving flooded roads, scouting with Red for upgrades, unlocking a long trailer, and freeing Frank from a rogue stone.

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Wrong Farm, Right Intentions

The day began with what I thought was a simple task: take a load of fuel on Frank over to the farm in Smithville Dam. The mission briefing seemed straightforward enough, and I had coffee in hand, confidence at maximum. I set off, happily trundling my way to the farmโ€ฆ or so I thought. There was one small problem: the farm I arrived at was in Black River. Wrong farm. Wrong map. Right truck, though, so points for consistency.

The moment of realisation hit when the delivery prompt didnโ€™t appear, and I stared at the job list wondering why the game had suddenly decided to ignore me. After a closer look at the contract, I realised the truth: Iโ€™d wasted fuel, time, and what little dignity Frank has left after the last eight days. With a sigh, I plotted the correct route to Smithville Damโ€™s farm and promised myself Iโ€™d read the brief properly next time.

Flooded Roads and Missing Suspension

The road to Smithvilleโ€™s farm was less of a road and more of a seasonal river. Every puddle was a knee-deep swamp, and without raised suspension for Frank, I had to pick my line like a tightrope walker with commitment issues. Each dip threatened to drown the engine, and I could almost hear Frank grumbling in protest.

Somehow, we made it without stalling. But Iโ€™ve decided that finding that raised suspension is now a top priority. The truck canโ€™t keep doing its best submarine impression every time it rains.

Scouting with Red

With Frank resting at the farm, I swapped over to Red for a little exploration. A nearby Watchtower looked promising, and Redโ€™s smaller size made it a safer bet for off-road detours. Still, caution was the name of the game โ€” one wrong move and Red would be cartwheeling down a slope again, and Iโ€™m still not over the last incident.

The Watchtower revealed an upgrade not too far away, so I crept towards it, carefully negotiating mud pits and narrow bends. The prize? An engine upgrade for an International Transtar. Useful if I had one, but otherwise about as helpful as a snorkel on a fish. The search for Frankโ€™s suspension continues.

Long Trailer, New Rank

Back at the logging station, I noticed a stack of wooden planks and got my hopes up. My excitement dimmed when I realised they were attached to a rather long trailer I didnโ€™t yet own. A quick detour later, I unlocked the ability to purchase it and, as a bonus, hit Rank 5. Sure, it wasnโ€™t the suspension I wanted, but new toys are always good for morale.

Bridge Work and Rogue Stones

With options running thin, I headed to the warehouse beyond the dam to collect bricks for the farm. Along the way, I activated the Smithville Bridge task, which โ€” naturally โ€” also requires wooden planks. Luckily, I know Black River has a stash, though itโ€™s going to mean a lot of back-and-forth tomorrow.

On the way back with the bricks, disaster struck. Frank found himself completely immobilised on what can only be described as a rogue stone โ€” the kind that hides in plain sight until your truck is perfectly balanced on it like some kind of unwanted hood ornament. With no winch points nearby, I had to call in Red for rescue duty. In an uncharacteristic display of teamwork, Red dug in, pulled Frank free, and somehow managed not to flip in the process. Small victories.

Tomorrowโ€™s Plan

Tomorrow will be all about wooden planks. Lots of wooden planks. Iโ€™ll be running between Black River and Smithville like a glorified delivery service with mud in its teeth. The bridge wonโ€™t build itself, and neither will my suspension โ€” though if I find that upgrade in the process, it might just be the happiest day Frankโ€™s ever had.


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SnowRunner Survival: The Permagear Diaries โ€“ Day 10

Seven Days to Survive โ€“ Day 1: Punching Trees, Evicting Corpses

Seven Days to Survive โ€“ Day 1: Punching Trees, Evicting Corpses

Difficulty: Default Survival
Optional Rules: Permadeath, one horde night per week

โ€œI woke up in front of a caravan with a few scraps, a stone-axe dream, and a passive-aggressive note from the Duke. Welcome to 7 Days to Die.โ€

The Duke Hates Me, Trees Hate My Fists

Like every survival game worth its salt, the tutorial goes like this: punch nature until it gives up resources. Twigs, stones, and grass became my new currency. Before long Iโ€™d cobbled together a stone axe, wooden bow, arrows, a club, and some basic armor. The Dukeโ€™s instructions? Go see Trader Rekt. Fine. But Iโ€™m docking him points for management style.

Papaw Residence: Home Sweet Maybe

On the way, I found the Papaw Residence. Inside: zombies, a cooking pot, and โ€” after several panicked swings and one deeply ungraceful bow shot โ€” victory. A few quick wood frames in the doorways, some repair slapdash on the windows, and I served my first eviction notice to the undead. I dropped the land-claim block becauseโ€ฆ the tutorial said so. Itโ€™s just me out here, but sure, paperwork matters.

Administrative Hostility at Trader Rekt

Rekt handed me a shovel and told me to dig. When I stepped back outside, a zombie was loitering like security had gone on break. A couple of club taps later, the parking lot was clear and my cardio stat was emotionally damaged.

Diggy Diggy Hole (ft. Immediate Zombie)

Quest in hand, shovel in pocket, I marched out to unearth supplies. Within seconds of my first swing, the dirt complained โ€” and so did a nearby zombie, who arrived to file a noise complaint with his teeth. One frantic scuffle later, I was back to the dwarven anthem: โ€œIโ€™m a dwarf, and Iโ€™m digging a hole.โ€ Every thunk felt like ringing a dinner bell for the next groaner, but the stash popped and I grabbed the goods.

Snake on a Path

On the return leg I spotted a snake. Compared to the zombies outside Rektโ€™s place and the dig site, this was stress relief with scales. One arrow later, dinner. The bone knife Iโ€™d made earlier turned it into tidy cuts for the pot.

Night by the Fire

Back at Papaw, I set up a campfire, boiled every drop of murky water Iโ€™d hoarded, cooked snake meat, and tossed a couple of potatoes on for good measure. The house creaked, the wind howled, and distant moans reminded me that the homeownersโ€™ association here is very hands-on.

Day 1 Reflections

Base secured (ish). Water safe (mostly). Food cooked (definitely snake). Iโ€™ve got another buried supplies quest from Rekt lined up for tomorrow and the horde clock has quietly started ticking. One day survived. Seven? Weโ€™ll see.

Day 1 Pro Tips (7 Days to Die Edition)

  • Gather early, gather often: Grass, stones, and wood fuel your first tools and defenses.
  • Craft the basics fast: Stone axe, wooden club, wooden bow + arrows, and primitive armor.
  • Secure a roof: A fixer-upper beats the outdoors. Frame and patch doors/windows immediately.
  • Cooking pot = jackpot: Boil water safely and expand your recipe list.
  • Bone knife bonus: Butchering with it yields more meat, hides, and resources.
  • Expect company when digging: Shovels are loud. Fight, reset, keep scanning 360ยฐ.
  • Trader quests pay: Early tools, food, meds, and dukes โ€” stack them for momentum.
  • Night jobs: Boil water, cook, sort loot, plan upgrades. Donโ€™t waste the dark.
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Survivorโ€™s Dread: Platform 8 โ€“ Last Train to Nowhere

โ€œThe train keeps moving. Every carriage promises freedom. Every anomaly promises erasure.โ€

The Setup

Platform 8 is the companion nightmare to Exit 8. Same rules: walk, notice anomalies, survive. Miss them and the world resets. Only this time, youโ€™re trapped on a subway train that never stops. Played on the Steam Deck with Loop = Life: every reset is a dead survivor. Only one makes it off the train. Like Exit 8, this was my very first time playing โ€” learning the rules on the fly, with resets as my only teachers.

The Diary

First survivor: Reached the end of the carriage and saw a figure standing at the exit. I didnโ€™t realise youโ€™re meant to move when the lights flick on. The lights came, the figure moved faster than me, and I was erased.

Second survivor: This time the exit door stood wide open, platform beckoning. I trusted it. I stepped toward freedom. The world snapped back to the first carriage, and so did I. Survivors donโ€™t get second chances for gullibility.

Third survivor: Red water pooled in the aisle. The right move was to sprint. I didnโ€™t. Instead, I shut the door on the carriage like that would help. The reset came anyway, cruel and quiet.

Fourth survivor: I let curiosity win. Instead of spotting the anomaly, I pushed through to the next carriage just to see what would happen. The answer: reset. Straight back to carriage one, another survivor erased for being too nosy.

Final survivor: Paranoia sharpened me. I ran when I had to, stopped when the lights demanded it, and turned back from lies. At last, the train gave up its prisoner. I stepped onto the real platform, escaped the loop, and lived. Luck played its part too. Some of the anomalies repeated from earlier failures, familiar traps I finally knew how to dodge. That memory, plus paranoia, was enough to carry me to the platform.

The Video

Hereโ€™s the full successful run, captured on Steam Deck:

Survivorโ€™s Thoughts

The corridor in Exit 8 felt endless. The train in Platform 8 feels worse โ€” claustrophobic, restless, each carriage identical until it isnโ€™t. Four survivors erased before one finally broke free. Thatโ€™s the real distinction: Exit 8 is a test of attention, Platform 8 is a puzzle box. Both erase you for mistakes, but in different ways.

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See where it started with Exit 8 โ€“ Lost in the Corridor, or browse more nightmares in the Survivorโ€™s Dread Hub.

Prologue: Go Wayback โ€“ Joined the Playtest

โ€œBecause clearly I donโ€™t already have enough survival games trying to freeze, starve, or otherwise humiliate me.โ€

Iโ€™ve just joined the Prologue: Go Wayback playtest on Steam. It drops you into a massive, freshly generated wilderness with nothing but your wits, a map, and the eternal hope you can light a fire before hypothermia claims you.

Iโ€™ll be playing this on my Steam Deck, so when the first impressions post goes live Iโ€™ll not only talk survival mechanics, but also how it runs in handheld mode. Portable chaos, as always.

Want In?

Iโ€™ve got three extra invites to hand out. If youโ€™re a friend of mine on Steam (Survivor Incognito) and want to try Go Wayback for yourself, give me a shout. First come, first served.

More Info Coming Soon

Once Iโ€™ve had a proper session in the woods, Iโ€™ll be back with a full write-up โ€” controls, survival systems, Steam Deck performance, and whether the fire-making is as fiddly (and satisfying) as advertised. Keep an eye on the blog if you want to see how gloriously wrong it goes.

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Snowrunner Survival: The Permagear Diaries โ€“ Driver Log Eight: Flips, Fuel, and a Double Rescue Mission

Red goes rogue in Smithville Dam, flipping twice while chasing a Watchtower. Frank clears a blocked road, performs a double rescue, secures an engine upgrade, then hauls fuel back to Black River to set up tomorrowโ€™s delivery for โ€œThe Essentials.โ€

๐Ÿ“œ Series Hub: SnowRunner Survival: The Permagear Diaries Main Hub

๐Ÿ›  Rules: SnowRunner Permagear Rules

๐Ÿ’ก Why Permagear Works: Read the reasoning behind the challenge

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๐Ÿ›ฃ๏ธ Crossing the Dam (and the Line)

With most of Black River mapped and missions cleared, I decide itโ€™s time to see what Smithville Dam has to offer. Redโ€™s fired up and we set โ€œThe Essentialsโ€ as the main task โ€” one item in Smithville, the rest in Black River. Easy on paper. Reality had other plans.

๐Ÿšง First Roadblock: Literal Roadblock

After finding the Smithville garage, I immediately hit a blocked road needing Service Parts. Luckily, thereโ€™s a depot basically around the corner. I pencil that in for after I grab the nearby Watchtower.

๐Ÿ”„ Red Goes Rogue (Twice)

I point Red up the Watchtower track andโ€”whoopsโ€”he flips onto his side. Full turtle. Thereโ€™s only one truck for this kind of drama: Frank.

I transport Frank into Smithville, pick up the Service Parts, clear the roadblock, and roll out to rescue Red. Frank rights him like the dependable legend he isโ€ฆ and Red immediately repays the kindness by rolling over again. Cue rescue mission #2. Frank handles it without breaking a sweat.

๐Ÿ” Watchtower Found, Upgrade Secured

With Red back on his wheels (twice), we nab the Watchtower and ping a nearby upgrade: an engine that fits both Red and Scout. Whether itโ€™s actually better is a question for the next garage visit โ€” Iโ€™ll compare stats when weโ€™re back under a roof.

โ›ฝ Frank Hauls, Like a Pro

While Red takes a breather, Frank gets back to business. He grabs Fuel for โ€œThe Essentials,โ€ hauls it over to Black River, and calls it a night โ€” textbook veteran move.

๐Ÿ“… Tomorrowโ€™s Mission

Fuel staged, Frank is ready to finish โ€œThe Essentialsโ€ delivery tomorrow. Red? Heโ€™s on probation until he proves he can stay upright for more than ten minutes.


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Surviving the Milky Way: An Elite Dangerous Survival Diary โ€“ Day 2: The Rustbucket Rises

Day 2 โ€“ The Rustbucket Rises

โ€œThese are the voyages of one unprepared Commander. Their mission: to break in a second-hand Adder, deliver mail faster than expected, and discover that cargo pickups can crash more than just your ship.โ€

From Scraprunner to Rustbucket

The ISS Scraprunner got me this far, but when I spotted an Adder for sale, I couldnโ€™t resist. A few credits later and some questionable tinkering produced the ISS Rustbucket, registry RBT-01. Upgrades included a new Frame Shift Drive, thrusters, fuel scoop, more cargo racks, and an extra weapon. The one thing I didnโ€™t touch? Shields. Whether thatโ€™s wisdom or hubris, time will tell.

Courier Life

The mission board offered one contract labelled high threat. I decided exploding wasnโ€™t on todayโ€™s agenda and picked safer jobs instead:

  • A data delivery to Marius Relay in the Col 285 Sector AM-R b19-4 system.
  • An agricultural supply runโ€”which bizarrely meant transporting six units of personal weaponsโ€”to Weskerโ€™s Pride in the Col 285 Sector BV-E a41-1 system.

On the way to Marius Relay, I got a message offering a bonus for quick delivery. Challenge accepted. The new fuel scoop kicked in automatically, topping up my tank as I skimmed stars. Docking complete, data handed over, and I even ranked up to Peddler. Not glamorous, but itโ€™s better than โ€œgalactic stowaway.โ€

The Cargo That Wasnโ€™t

Then it hit meโ€”I hadnโ€™t actually collected the weapons before leaving. Back to the station I went, already dreading the 20+ jump route ahead. It would at least be a good test for the Rustbucketโ€™s scoop, or so I told myself.

Ten minutes of fiddling with menus later, I finally thought Iโ€™d sorted the cargo pickup. Thatโ€™s when the game crashed. Server connection lost, mission abandoned. The Rustbucket sat waiting, but my courier career ended in digital silence.

Rustbucket Status Report

  • Ship: ISS Rustbucket (Adder)
  • Upgrades: FSD, thrusters, fuel scoop, cargo racks, weapons
  • Untouched: Shields (future-me will regret this)
  • Rank: Peddler
  • Mood: Triumphant โ†’ Confused โ†’ Disconnected

Next Time

With the Rustbucket ready and the galaxy waiting, Iโ€™ll try again. Hopefully the servers stay awake long enough for me to actually deliver cargo. Otherwise, Iโ€™ll just become the Milky Wayโ€™s most overqualified data courier.


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Survivorโ€™s Dread: Exit 8 โ€“ Lost in the Corridor

โ€œThe corridor doesnโ€™t need to chase you. It just waits for you to blink.โ€

The Setup

Exit 8 is a short horror game where survival means noticing anomalies in a looping subway corridor. Miss one and you reset. I played it on the Steam Deck under my Loop = Life rule: every reset is a death, only one survivor escapes.

The Diary

First survivor: I spotted the red water in corridor two. I caught the wall-man in corridor four. Each time I turned back, rewarded by the corridorโ€™s shift. By corridor six, I thought I was safe. Thenโ€”blinkโ€”reset. No attack, no warning. Something small slipped past me, and that survivor was gone.

What I missed: Door 3 handle placement (corridor six) โ€” misaligned compared to earlier loops.

Second survivor: Paranoia sharpened my vision. Lights flickered and died. A man with a briefcase walked far too fast. A poster grew eyes that tracked me. A face stared from the ceiling. I turned back every time, trusted my instincts, and finallyโ€”finallyโ€”the real exit appeared. One survivor made it out. The corridor kept the rest.

The Video

Hereโ€™s the full successful run, captured raw on Steam Deck:

Survivorโ€™s Thoughts

Exit 8 isnโ€™t about combat. Itโ€™s about attention and paranoia. You can catch the obvious anomalies and still fail to a blink. Thatโ€™s the horror here: survival through vigilance, failure through doubt.

Continue the Journey

More eerie one-shot diaries live in the Survivorโ€™s Dread Hub. Next stop: Platform 8 โ€” the train that never ends.

My First Week with the Steam Deck: Expanding the Portable Chaos

My First Week with the Steam Deck: Expanding the Portable Chaos

โ€œItโ€™s not replacing my Switch โ€” just giving the wolves more ways to find me.โ€

Back to PCโ€ฆ Sort Of

Once upon a time I had a PC. Then I didnโ€™t. Then the Steam Deck came along, and suddenly all those forgotten Steam library games started whispering: โ€œPlay us again. This time you wonโ€™t rage-quitโ€ฆ probably.โ€

The first thing I did? Downloaded Viscera Cleanup Detail. Nothing says โ€œwelcome back to PC gamingโ€ like mopping up alien goo while questioning your life choices.

Truck Sim Therapy

After that, I traded my mop for a lorry. Euro Truck Simulator 2 has been my chill-out spot โ€” just me, the open road, and the occasional catastrophic parking attempt. Itโ€™s strangely peaceful knowing my cargo canโ€™t eat me (unlike certain survival games).

Game-Hopping, Incognito Style

My first week has basically been a buffet of Steam games:

  • Alan Wake โ€“ because why not swap blizzards for shadows?
  • Dead by Daylight โ€“ handheld horror on the go, what could possibly go wrong.
  • Elite Dangerous โ€“ back to the black, this time from the sofa.
  • Team Fortress 2 โ€“ nostalgia and chaos, still alive and kicking.
  • 7 Days to Die โ€“ zombies donโ€™t care that Iโ€™m handheld now.

Iโ€™ve been swapping between them like a survivor looting random cupboards: some junk, some gold, all of it entertaining.

Battery, Docks, and Prime Loot

Do I have a dock? No. Will I get one? Unsure. For now, handheld works fine โ€” especially since the battery life is short, but honestly, I donโ€™t mind. Itโ€™s like an enforced survival timer: finish your mission before the Deck keels over.

Also, shoutout to Prime Gaming for handing me freebies like itโ€™s Christmas every week. It makes my library grow faster than I can play it.

A Companion, Not a Replacement

The Steam Deck isnโ€™t stealing my Switchโ€™s crown. My Switch is still home to The Long Dark, Skyrim, and the rest of my survival disasters. But the Deck? Itโ€™s a welcome companion โ€” giving me the chance to replay old PC titles, test new survival challenges, and expand the chaos beyond Nintendoโ€™s snowy borders.

Two handhelds. Twice the worlds to survive. Zero guarantees Iโ€™ll survive any of them.

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