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SOMEBODY KILL ME, GOD FUCKING DAMMIT
I couldn't help but notice that BAM, suddenly, the "silent majority" shows up out of nowhere. The eyes of "God" are upon us.
Damienthedevil wrote...
NeoStriker wrote...
This are being in a Fakku city, I is believing that there are being other elements that could being prolonging the War.Please elaborate
Who is to the knowing? All I am knowing is Fakku City surely are not to being normal Japanese city.
Joe-kun wrote...
NeoStriker wrote...
This perfectly accomplishes what it set out to do. Good work.It made people fap?
Ah, no, it was a BlossomXBubbles pairing, and it was masterfully executed.
(Lol de lol lol, don't drop the ball)
I throw my guitar at the wall and shout, "Smashing!" Meanwhile, my guitar lies broken in half, on the floor. He cries out to me, "Why, Maho, why? Why did you do this to me?" "Don't blame me, blame yourself! You couldn't handle my wants! My needs! And I needed to be smashing! So, I guess you did kinda handle my needs. Teehee, 'smashing', get it? 'Cause, 'cause, I felt like being smashing, which also means amazing, but it also means breaking stuff, which I did to you...and stuff. I'm brilliant!" "..." "Ehh? Mr. Guitar? Why aren't you talking?" "...If I had a palm, it'd be planted firmly on top of my face right now" "Hey! That's not punny...unless you were made from a palm tree. Were you made from a palm tree, Mr. Guitar?" "...Look, Maho, guitars don't talk" "But, you're talking..." "I'm an exception. I had a very special important mission to give to you, but now you've gone and broken me" "...Oh. I guess I kinda smashed my way through that special mission, huh? I'm sorry, Mr. Guitar! Please give me your special mission!" "Don't worry Maho, I just wanted to teach you a lesson about going around breaking guitars. I can still tell you the mission!" "Wow, great! So what is it, Mr. Guitar?" "It's really important!" "Okay!" "And it's really special!" "I'm ready!" "Okay, here goes...WAKE UP!"
"Huh?" I groggily look up at my buzzing alarm clock and see that I only have ten minutes till 10. I turn it off and lay my head back on my pillow. Then, I check to see where Mr. Guitar is, and he's safely nestled between my bosom and thighs. "Heh, Mr. Guitar, you perv, you" and cuddle up closer to him. "My eternal passion for you can't possibly be expressed through words, Mr. Guitar, so I guess there's only one other way...through my body!" I proceed to stand up in the middle of my bed, and shout, "COM-BINE!" In my head, there's a whole action sequence of me twirling around while my clothes magically disappear and are replaced with a weird sailor uniform covered in ribbons. My guitar splits into four parts and merges onto my arms and legs. "Ever found yourself in a jam? Well, never fear, Mr. Guitarman is here, to...jam you out of it! Teehee!"
Of course, this action sequence never really happened, and I was actually moving at the speed of light to brush my teeth, take a shower, change my clothes, eat breakfast, and generally get ready for school. "Two minutes to spare, huh? I can totally make it!" I put on my hoodie and vest, yank my guitar case over my shoulder, and hit the door! I run down the steps of the apartment, leaping two steps at a time! I make it to the ground floor, with little time to spare! I rush out of the building, find my bike, and hop on! "Yea!" I shout as I pedal towards my school.
...And that's it! School is over! I head off to Mr. Urobuchi's noodle shop like I usually do to get some delicious noodles with soup. Afterwards, I'm humming to myself a tune while riding to my part-time job, until I realise I'm in a strange neighborhood that I've never seen before! "Huh. How did I get lost when all I have to do is go straight...?" I ask myself. I get off my bike and slowly walk, looking for a familiar landmark. I seem to be getting even more lost, so I decide the best thing to do would be to chain my bike, find a nice quiet place, and play me some guitar!
"The moonlight is laughing...because the Sun is tickling...up in space. And the grass is coming...because the wind is blowing...teehee...on my face~!"
Someone starts to applaud, and I hear, "Wow, that's a new way of attracting customers. I like it!" I look up to see it's some big, fat, loser with glasses wiping sweat off of his face. "Thanks, I'm glad you liked it! But I'm not trying to attract customers or anything, I'm just playing for fun!" I say with a smile. "Yea, yea, okay, that's great, that's great. Totally moe" he keeps wiping sweat off his face, and then throws some money onto the ground in front of me. I try to give it back to him, but then he says, "No, no, you've already touched it. That means you have to have sex with me now. Okay, this looks like a nice place to do it." He grabs my wrist and then he's immediately on top of me. I try to kick him away, but he weighs way too much. "Get off of me! You're messing up my guitar!" "Shut up, you stupid bitch!" He takes my guitar and tosses it, and then starts forcefully groping my breasts and I shout, "No! Why did you do that?!" "I said shut up, you fucking slut!" He hits my face and then jams...teehee...his hand into my pants. "Where are you touching me?! Why are you doing this?!" "God, you're so fucking noisy!" He leans his head down to try to press his lips on top of mine, but I turn my head, so he instead turns his attention to my neck. I feel him squirming his fingers inside of my pants and on top of my breast, and now his slimy tongue. So...hm. I guess I'm going to be raped? Wait, I know what to do! This was in a videogame! I'm sure this will work! I take in as much air as I can possibly get, and shout, "AGENTS, HELP!"
(And now I'm off for about eight hours, so do what you will with Maho so long as it's within your powers)
I throw my guitar at the wall and shout, "Smashing!" Meanwhile, my guitar lies broken in half, on the floor. He cries out to me, "Why, Maho, why? Why did you do this to me?" "Don't blame me, blame yourself! You couldn't handle my wants! My needs! And I needed to be smashing! So, I guess you did kinda handle my needs. Teehee, 'smashing', get it? 'Cause, 'cause, I felt like being smashing, which also means amazing, but it also means breaking stuff, which I did to you...and stuff. I'm brilliant!" "..." "Ehh? Mr. Guitar? Why aren't you talking?" "...If I had a palm, it'd be planted firmly on top of my face right now" "Hey! That's not punny...unless you were made from a palm tree. Were you made from a palm tree, Mr. Guitar?" "...Look, Maho, guitars don't talk" "But, you're talking..." "I'm an exception. I had a very special important mission to give to you, but now you've gone and broken me" "...Oh. I guess I kinda smashed my way through that special mission, huh? I'm sorry, Mr. Guitar! Please give me your special mission!" "Don't worry Maho, I just wanted to teach you a lesson about going around breaking guitars. I can still tell you the mission!" "Wow, great! So what is it, Mr. Guitar?" "It's really important!" "Okay!" "And it's really special!" "I'm ready!" "Okay, here goes...WAKE UP!"
"Huh?" I groggily look up at my buzzing alarm clock and see that I only have ten minutes till 10. I turn it off and lay my head back on my pillow. Then, I check to see where Mr. Guitar is, and he's safely nestled between my bosom and thighs. "Heh, Mr. Guitar, you perv, you" and cuddle up closer to him. "My eternal passion for you can't possibly be expressed through words, Mr. Guitar, so I guess there's only one other way...through my body!" I proceed to stand up in the middle of my bed, and shout, "COM-BINE!" In my head, there's a whole action sequence of me twirling around while my clothes magically disappear and are replaced with a weird sailor uniform covered in ribbons. My guitar splits into four parts and merges onto my arms and legs. "Ever found yourself in a jam? Well, never fear, Mr. Guitarman is here, to...jam you out of it! Teehee!"
Of course, this action sequence never really happened, and I was actually moving at the speed of light to brush my teeth, take a shower, change my clothes, eat breakfast, and generally get ready for school. "Two minutes to spare, huh? I can totally make it!" I put on my hoodie and vest, yank my guitar case over my shoulder, and hit the door! I run down the steps of the apartment, leaping two steps at a time! I make it to the ground floor, with little time to spare! I rush out of the building, find my bike, and hop on! "Yea!" I shout as I pedal towards my school.
...And that's it! School is over! I head off to Mr. Urobuchi's noodle shop like I usually do to get some delicious noodles with soup. Afterwards, I'm humming to myself a tune while riding to my part-time job, until I realise I'm in a strange neighborhood that I've never seen before! "Huh. How did I get lost when all I have to do is go straight...?" I ask myself. I get off my bike and slowly walk, looking for a familiar landmark. I seem to be getting even more lost, so I decide the best thing to do would be to chain my bike, find a nice quiet place, and play me some guitar!
"The moonlight is laughing...because the Sun is tickling...up in space. And the grass is coming...because the wind is blowing...teehee...on my face~!"
Someone starts to applaud, and I hear, "Wow, that's a new way of attracting customers. I like it!" I look up to see it's some big, fat, loser with glasses wiping sweat off of his face. "Thanks, I'm glad you liked it! But I'm not trying to attract customers or anything, I'm just playing for fun!" I say with a smile. "Yea, yea, okay, that's great, that's great. Totally moe" he keeps wiping sweat off his face, and then throws some money onto the ground in front of me. I try to give it back to him, but then he says, "No, no, you've already touched it. That means you have to have sex with me now. Okay, this looks like a nice place to do it." He grabs my wrist and then he's immediately on top of me. I try to kick him away, but he weighs way too much. "Get off of me! You're messing up my guitar!" "Shut up, you stupid bitch!" He takes my guitar and tosses it, and then starts forcefully groping my breasts and I shout, "No! Why did you do that?!" "I said shut up, you fucking slut!" He hits my face and then jams...teehee...his hand into my pants. "Where are you touching me?! Why are you doing this?!" "God, you're so fucking noisy!" He leans his head down to try to press his lips on top of mine, but I turn my head, so he instead turns his attention to my neck. I feel him squirming his fingers inside of my pants and on top of my breast, and now his slimy tongue. So...hm. I guess I'm going to be raped? Wait, I know what to do! This was in a videogame! I'm sure this will work! I take in as much air as I can possibly get, and shout, "AGENTS, HELP!"
(And now I'm off for about eight hours, so do what you will with Maho so long as it's within your powers)
You should never change who or what you are, only grow.
Disclaimer: Fuck the moneys and gets the bitches
Disclaimer: Fuck the moneys and gets the bitches
Sneakyone wrote...
Another zombie game, no thanks. Although it will be cool to see how Naughty Dog handles it.Yea, we're approaching the end of the zombie fanaticism. We've pretty much seen all that could be done with zombies, and all that post-apocalyptic stuff. Might have something to do with Black Friday and the festivitiesness. Still, these zombie games weren't good. It was never about the action, it was about finally being given a chance, the freedom to find your own place in the world... This game looks really good, and Ellen Page+Terra with some guy? Hmmmm.
Weird. At the beginning, he was just as nervous as her, but then in the second half, he became more dismissive. I enjoyed the first half the most. Good job!
I is deciding that perhaps the quest option are being cost all action points, and option to stat gain are being 1 action point. I think is fair, no? This are being in a Fakku city, I is believing that there are being other elements that could being prolonging the War. This most likely are not being same length as that in the original game.
Ahri is being the easysshit and weakestsauces. No substance, is just being pure trash. Are keep catering delusion for stupid weeaboos.
Do not get why the people are keep saying, "closed beta" like it is magic word that is fixes the problems that are keep being pointed out. Just are saying, "Yea, it does suck"
I want this game. I think there was another thread, and it was about this with a really neat topic picture and/or comic.
Needs to offer more incentive for each battle, regardless of whether you win or lose. Go through 10 floors, you get some fucking stockings. Go through 10 floors 10 times, whoopdy doo, you get a card. That's not enough to go crafting, or to build your perfect deck. Game is stupid. I still win. Darklore ES NUMERO UNO JUEJUEJUEJUEJUE.
FUS RO DAH, BROTHER!
Name: Maho Minami
Race: Human
Ethnicity: Japanese-American
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Residency: 2 years
Appearance:
Occupation: Street guitarist and college student
Background: Born in America but eventually moved to Japan with her family after graduating from high school. She's now in a college at Fakku city, living away from home. She's nice, thinks of herself as street-savvy, and loves to sing and play guitar!
Name: Maho Minami
Race: Human
Ethnicity: Japanese-American
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Residency: 2 years
Appearance:
Spoiler:
Occupation: Street guitarist and college student
Background: Born in America but eventually moved to Japan with her family after graduating from high school. She's now in a college at Fakku city, living away from home. She's nice, thinks of herself as street-savvy, and loves to sing and play guitar!
