And he has a tail.
Doomicorn's ass is more...substantial...than Miranda's, and therefore
better. Theoretically speaking.

However -- notice I didn't say "but" -- I give the edge to Miranda, who has had to overcome more difficult obstacles: that weird bucktoothed face and, worst of all, her personality. Compared to those hurdles, the armies of Hell are as nothing.
What is it with Bioware and screwing up virtual recreations of real people, anyway? Take the Allers woman from ME3: based on...someone else whose name escapes me...she looked fantastic in a dress, but her face...! Good grief.
Still, Epic's got something that might help:
MetaHuman Creator. They look almost real...and I say "almost" because when they smile, it's obvious. Otherwise, it's a fantastic advance. Too bad E/A's too cheap to license that for the next ME game.
Anyway...yeah, Tali. Too bad she's straight...otherwise, my DykeShep would be all up in that. (To quote Queen Elizabeth.) No, she has to wait for Traynor in ME3 for it to be officially acknowledged. Until then it's playing with the stretched Smurfs...uh...asari, I mean. There's Kelly, but there's no Achievements involved.
The only thing I didn't like about Pinnacle Station's smuggler thing was that the results were totally random, so there was a lot of saving-reloading going on. But when you were rewarded with Colossus X in your ideal armor class? Bliss.
On a completely different note, have I ever mentioned how much I hate Winter?
They're projecting 10 to 15 inches of snow in the next few days. Don't get me wrong: I know that isn't a lot of snow. It's nothing compared to Minnesota, for example; other places have it much, much worse.
But I still hate it. Most of all, I hate the cold. If I could afford to live somewhere warmer, I would. But I'm stuck here in this miserable town in this miserable state. But you bunker up and survive somehow and then...Spring! And the misery of torrential rains and tornadoes! Yay! If you manage not to be murdered by swirling clouds of death from above, you'll be treated to Summer. And it's hot. Goddamned HOT. But you somehow avoid melting, only by the faint hope that Fall will be tolerable. And it is...for about three days. And then it gets as cold as an icicle up the ass and the neverending cycle of bitter misery continues.
So when someone asks me how I'm doing, I usually say "enh...okay." But know that the preceding paragraph is what I mean by "okay."
So anyway, I've been retro gaming, somewhat. I ran through Blood again, was stymied by the intransigence of Blood 2 (I think it worked okay on my Win 7 machine, but Win10? NO.), and I'm playing Duke3D again. And don't mistake "gaming" as playing through like a normal human being would: I'm cheating merrily, because I'm just not in the right state of physical and mental well-being to handle the dilemma of constant reloading.
I'll get back to Cyberpunk eventually. I swear. Really, I will. I guarantee it.
EDITMonday's Weather Update: it's sunny and beautiful. But the temp is 0. That's right, *zero*. (That's in Fahrenheit, kids. But it feels more like Celsius.) It
is a slight improvement over the bracing -4 of this morning, but who the hell am I kidding.
A day shouldn't be so stunning and yet so cold. So very wrong. However, I don't think it would be better if the day looked as miserable as it felt. There is that.