As of Kotaku resident arachnophobe, I get Crossing the Animals: New HorizonsTreating tarantulas, the vis-a-vis forcing me to treat tarantula, is completely unacceptable.
I also don't do well with spiders. People tell me that I'm a very big person and spiders are very small, but that means that many of them can enter my body at the same time. Since being paralyzed from the chest down to 2018, my fears have become greater. There have been spiders all over my legs now and I will never know.
Crossing the Animals: New Horizons, a cool new game everyone plays because something different is thinking about what's going on outside, with scenes in it. Big, hairy spiders. Unlike many other colored objects in the game, the tarantula is not shameless. It will not continue as you approach. It grows on its hind legs, thinks it's fierce, and begins to hunt for the biggest game of all: you.
Here are the options I have when I encounter a tarantula on it New Horizons. I would try to run, focusing on "try". These bastards are bounty hunters. They pursue. They fainted. If they happen to catch me, and they will, I wake up in my house with no memory of how I got there or how many spider eggs will eventually hold inside me. Hell, Animal Crossing? Another option is to unplug my reliable net and catch a little kill slap. That would be great, but instead of jumping up and down the net until everything was quiet except for the shock of my frightened heart, my avatar, who may or may not be Iron Sheikh, it reaches the net and pulls the spider out with its hands. You go to hell, Animal Crossing.
Crossing Animals Does It All
