Morning Discussion
by Alice O'Connor, May 07, 2009 7:00am PDT3D Realms. Wow. Practically every other game I played when I first got into video games was a 3D Realms title, so they're an intrinsic part of PC gaming as I know it. Surreal.
In sunnier news, I'm excited about the upcoming StarCraft 2 beta. Nick badgered me into playing StarCraft recently and it seems we've finally found a game he's better at than me. Hopefully SC2's changes throw him off enough for me to win at least one round.
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also, in reply, I repost the song from last night (I worked really hard on it!)
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I approached the man, whose liver-mottled skin and faint putrescent odor belayed his state of malaise.
"Mr. Broussard, I am here from the future. Humanity has fallen far since these days, psychological trauma from the fallout of 3Drealms eventually led to cataclysmic events sundering most of our planet. A new religion has arisen, led by the prophet dognose fortelling of a future time when DNF will finally be completed. His followers are fanatical Mr. Broussard, no one can escape their reach and always on their lips "its gonna own, its gonna own." Education has ceased, public works have ceased, children are sacrificed on altars adorned with screenshots of Duke Nukem....Mr Broussard, you MUST record a message to the future letting them know the game was just not this good, you MUST SAVE HUMANITY MR BROUSSARD."
a long silence permeates the room filled only with the labored rasps of George Broussard's lungs. Slowly he turned to me, and in this moment I saw vigor and power return to his visage, filling his face with youth, strength, and certainty and he told me:
"I can't help you Mr. Brady, there's nothing I can do for humanity."
"But why George!!! Millions die! The streets are torn asunder, the world weeps!" I cried out.
a small tear streaming down his cheek, slowly turning his gaze back out the window "Because Mr. Brady, it owned.
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