I have an urge sometimes. It comes and goes, peaks and troughs, but it's always there - an unfulfilled dream I must accomplish, a hunger I must sate. I know I'm not the only one here, so you can all just leave exit the closet with me. When I'm presented with a robust face editor I just have to try make myself. Mass Effect was particularly tempting.
The problem is, I'm crap. I can't make my face worth a damn. Perhaps my mug is a piece of serendipity only God could manage, and no man-made editor, no matter how many extra noses, can match the exquisite ecstasy that is my visage. Or, more likely, perhaps I just have no talent for this thing. Who knows?
So who does it too and how good are you?
The problem is, I'm crap. I can't make my face worth a damn. Perhaps my mug is a piece of serendipity only God could manage, and no man-made editor, no matter how many extra noses, can match the exquisite ecstasy that is my visage. Or, more likely, perhaps I just have no talent for this thing. Who knows?
So who does it too and how good are you?