Vaarna_Aarne
Notorious Internet Vandal
"It's not the absence that put me off, though it was immediately and unreasonably hard. The writing is awful, and that was the game that demonstrated to me that I would never want to be forced to play a male character EVER. I mean, the moment the cheesiest flying white ghostly woman in balooning skirts looked at my character and whined "My love..." after a half-page of description how her white clothing is stirring in the etheral wind I knew I was done. Well, that in addition to being wink-wink, nudge-nudged to go shag the female zombies.... I tortured myself a bit further awaiting for the greatness to start seeping in, but it was no better, and the impossibility to get rid of the most annoying companion ever created, and that 5 y.o. like fascination with internal organs (I half expected the game describe my character picking his nose and examine the content)... Argh. I still want the hours I wasted on it back!" - Merilinda on PS:T
: Hello and good evening, I'm your host, the most awesome and studly Vaarna. Here with me today is Mai Shiranui!
: Me bouncyyy!
: Yes you are, but now on with the show! We're going to cover the adventures of Paris Hilton, a retarded Barbaric Bard and chihuahua parasite! For the viewers pleasure, we shall include the "retard dialogue" that Paris TRIES to say but the chihuahua replaces with intelligible speech.
: Yes, so many years ago you stupid fuck decided to adopt a rich heiress, and now all you can do about it is angst by the fireside, huh? Too bad for you, fuck-o!
: Don't be such a meanie.
: Shut up.
: BARELY dressed, I may add. Stupid elf.
: You said I was well-dressed. What's wrong with her outfit.
: I'm not trying to get into her panties.
Retardolation: Rumours
: And the EPIC saga of love, haet, rangers, dogs, fate and war begins!
Retardolation: Rumours