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drahkon

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  1. Yeah, definitely!

     

    I love the new Raiden but I do hope it explains how he turned from MGS2 Raiden to MGS4 Raiden.

     

    I haven't played MGS4 but I guess if they cover this development in Rising it would certainly be a good thing (although I don't know what Raiden is like in MGS4 :p)

  2. Haha! Nice.

     

    I didn't get all the hate towards him. It was that stupid bitch Rose who was annoying. Jack rocked! :D

     

    Rose is definitely belonging my group of "Women I'd like to punch in the face". Raiden, however, fit into the game perfectly. Maybe a bit slow on the uptake, but that was fine when the story came to an end. He asked the questions I would have asked (and I did ask :D) and I got them answered.

    I also liked how he really was a credible character.

    I'm glad Raiden is back.

  3. I'm having one of those days where everything that can go wrong, is currently doing so.

     

    Murphy's Law

    I hate those days -.- Had a lot during the last few weeks.

     

     

    Good god...Finally done my moral exam for my Abitur (if anybody knows what it is...similar to A-Level in Great Britain). i wasn't nervous while dealing with the assignments, but after entering the room with the 3 teachers sitting there, I suddenly died a bit :D

    30 minutes in hell. I thought I was talking shit. But I still got a "good" mark. Would be a C if I was in your country (assuming you live in GB :p in Germany we call it "3"). I'm satisfied and happy.

    My written exams should be better, though. Get the results in 2 weeks.

  4. I like the idea of PGR meets Facebook, but I don't like the idea of powerups. I'd rather win a race through being able to actually drive than the luck of the draw on powerups.

     

    Yep, exactly my thought. What are leaderboards, a community and stuff like this for when winning a race is largely influenced by luck (assuming that it is)? It would only make sense if winning was about skill.

     

    Have to agree with flameboy, Split Second sounds way more interesting.

  5. Don't know if the demo is bugged or just screwed up but when I was in battle, it would either not pick up controller input for attacks or I'd get stuck at the edge of the battle area and I wouldn't be able to move off of it no matter where I moved the control stick and changing targets didn't change anything.

     

    Strange. Worked fine for me.

     

    Me likey. Needed to get used to the control scheme but after about 2 minutes I found it quite intuitive.

    The boss kicked my ass, though... :hmm:

  6. Yeah, because they'd totally give away the major turning point in the story in the first ever teaser trailer for the game, right?

     

    come on guys. come on.

     

    Well actually, I meant that in the first game something (I don't know what exactly) happens to him, since they talk about the issue of Shepard being dead or not.

  7. Good lord, I was just getting into Mass Effect (played for about 8 hours)...now I've watched the trailer (too bad that I know for sure that something happens to Shepard). I'm impressed already. Mass Effect 2 is the only game I'm looking forward to right now. Might be the first release-day purchase in years.

  8. "Improvisation" gameplay? Sounds great. Never gotten into the series. Played Pandora Tomorrow and I actually didn't like it. But Conviction appears to be something I'd enjoy.

     

    hope there's a decent co-op as well, since this setting would work great with one guy causing a distraction and the other sneaking in to do his shit, having to get in and get out before the other guy gets overpowered.

     

    Love the idea. Co-op (online!) in this seems like a must (at least for me).

  9. The largest poem I've ever written. I'm not satisfied with it at all. ::shrug:

    Anyway, here it is...

     

    Natural Science

     

    Greyish rocks leave coldest eyes

    looking for the greatest prize

    while walking roads of simple stones

    paved with rocks and death-hushed bones.

     

    She rests on metallic silky leaves,

    dreams of rocky cottony jeans.

    The mirror seems just like a gate

    behind her back it starts to change.

     

    Water drops inside her mind

    wanting her to touch and find

    the calming beauty outside the town

    which rests upon a tired down.

     

    Now let's imagine what she sees.

    Fire, bricks and bumble-bees.

    Join her truly fantastic journey,

    I passed by an infected gurney.

     

    Open and close, right and left

    alternating feet are the way's theft.

    East and south and north and west,

    find the direction suited best.

     

    Places, routes and courses settled,

    time tick-tocks in speedy battles.

    Choose the hand's positions wisely.

    When it's done, it warms the icy.

     

    She did it well and what she did:

    opend the door and closed her lid.

    Right and left walked with control,

    she pointed fingers, compassed the whole.

     

    Time was checked, the sun's erased.

    Moonlight shadows reveal the pace.

    Hands tick, hands tock, even her own.

    She starts to walk to the unknown.

     

    Mankind, cars and an intrusion.

    Neon lights, but not the fusion

    of hydrogen into high-pitching

    helium, voices keep on itching.

     

    She felt at ease with nightly visions,

    dark and cold, complete incisions.

    Down the street into the clear,

    none of them seems to come near.

     

    "Did you know I cannot talk?"

    Looked at him, eyes like a hawk's.

    "Well, did you know, what do you say?"

    He answered - plain and simple - "Ney.

     

    The question's awkward, don't you think?"

    "What do you mean, get me a drink."

    She sipped the Jack quite rapidly.

    After some more she's on her knees.

     

    Outside the pub she can get up.

    "I cannot talk!", loud noises dub

    the scream she screams while violins

    are crying and absolving sins.

     

    "Can we help you?" asks the carbon.

    Response came fast: "I beg your pardon?"

    "We carbon twins and hydrogens

    as well as hydroxyl origins?"

     

    They did their work, then she was done.

    In and out, they start to run.

    Cleared her brain of darkest waves,

    pain and sorrow gone for days.

     

    A little light was able to wake

    what appeared to be a lively ape.

    Climbing through the treetops' heights,

    it carried two large golden crates.

     

    Inside these "almost treasure chests"

    was nothing else than what was left

    of a girl's soul and of her love

    for nature's beauty touched by gloves.

     

    She woke under organic matters

    heard some birds' suspocious chatter.

    Waterfalls reflect the spectrum.

    Reached the place called "Nature's Kingdom".

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