by Lex » Fri Sep 26, 2003 1:23 am
What games, do not suck, that I can play online with you guys and, potentially, win at? The problem is; I'm not on broadband for playing realtime games, and I'm sure that's the only kind I can win.
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So, if anyone has any great ideas on how to ridicule you all; just let me know.
Also: LSN is a LOT more hardcore than I thought it was; combat engagements on the 2ND TURN?!!? You don't even get this in *Battle Chess*. Fuck this "Training Marshal" in the ass, if I was really being trained to be a CO in the Armed Sevices, I don't think my superior would look down at me, shout "BUZZER RUSH! KEKEKEKEKEKE!" and start trying to force insects into my eyes. I mean, What The Fuck?
"Hi, I'm employed to help in persuading you to buy our product! Please, bend over so I can have my 23 FUCKING SNIPERS insert their Class9 Scoped Laser Rifles into your rectal cavity! Still not having fun? Okay, well, how about the moment we start playing again, I will, on the SECOND FUCKING ROUND Fire a ball through the window of your Base Of Operations? Y'know, the kind that EXPLODES INTO AN EXTREMELY CAUSTIC ALIEN GOO THAT SPATTERS OVER MOST OF YOUR MEN, THE FLOOR, THE CEILINGS AND YOUR BASE, ANYONE YOU EVER KNEW OR LOVED, AND THAT PUPPY OVER THERE, REDUCING THEM ALL TO A HOT, CREAMY SAUCE FOR MY QUEEN DRONE TO DIP HER 'CELERY' IN?!?!?
This guy needs help. I don't think he should be in training. I do not want this gent to get his hands on the Machina.
What games, do not suck, that I can play online with you guys and, potentially, win at? The problem is; I'm not on broadband for playing realtime games, and I'm sure that's the only kind I can win.
:(
:(
So, if anyone has any great ideas on how to ridicule you all; just let me know.
Also: LSN is a LOT more hardcore than I thought it was; combat engagements on the 2ND TURN?!!? You don't even get this in *[i]Battle Chess[/i]*. Fuck this "Training Marshal" in the ass, if I was [i]really[/i] being trained to be a CO in the Armed Sevices, I don't think my superior would look down at me, shout "BUZZER RUSH! KEKEKEKEKEKE!" and start trying to force insects into my eyes. I mean, What The Fuck?
"Hi, I'm employed to help in persuading [i]you[/i] to [i]buy[/i] our product! Please, bend over so I can have my [b]23 FUCKING SNIPERS[/b] insert their Class9 Scoped Laser Rifles into your rectal cavity! Still not having fun? Okay, well, how about the moment we start playing again, I will, on the [b]SECOND FUCKING ROUND[/b] Fire a ball through the window of your Base Of Operations? Y'know, the kind that [i]EXPLODES INTO AN EXTREMELY CAUSTIC ALIEN GOO THAT SPATTERS OVER MOST OF YOUR MEN, THE FLOOR, THE CEILINGS AND YOUR BASE, ANYONE YOU EVER KNEW OR LOVED, AND THAT PUPPY OVER THERE, REDUCING THEM ALL TO A HOT, CREAMY SAUCE FOR MY QUEEN DRONE TO DIP HER 'CELERY' IN?!?!?[/i]
This guy needs help. I don't think he should be in training. I do not want this gent to get his hands on the Machina.