![]() Less than a month later, he was hired by The Escapist, an online magazine with a big boat made of money (see the page quote), to release one of these video reviews a week. He then turned to Fable: The Lost Chapters. He was faced with a demo of The Darkness he wished to review for his website and wanted to try something new, so he took Photoshop, Windows Movie Maker, a headset mic, and his sense of humour, and turned them into a YouTube video. Rolling Onto a Kitten as You Sleep and Getting the Money All Dirty = Beyond: Two Soulsġ.The series that created the PC Master Race meme.īen "Yahtzee" Croshaw, critic and amateur game developer, decided one day to conduct an experiment. Hang On, Nelson Mandela’s Dead and You’ve Just Committed a Massive Faux Pas at an Open Casket Funeral = Aliens: Colonial MarinesĢ. Realizing Your Flies Were Unzipped the Whole Time You Were Shaking Hands with Kofi Annan = SimCityģ. Earning the Respect of a Large Horny Dog = Star TrekĤ. Finding A Winning Lottery Ticket Stuck to the Sole of a Shoe Being Worn by Your Long-Lost Father = BioShock Infiniteĥ. ![]() Drifting Away to Sleep While Being Surrounded by Kittens and Money = Papers Pleaseġ. It Wasn’t Kofi Annan at All, it Was Nelson Mandela = Saints Row IVĢ. Shaking Hands with Kofi Annan = Assassins Creed IV: Black Flagģ. Earning the Respect of a Competent Middle Manager = Metal Gear Rising: RevengeanceĤ. “HE-HEY YA DK KNOCKOFF! LET ME GO!” he boomed at him, trying to get his limbless self off, while the imps were too busy with the other NPCS and Yahtzees to notice…ĥ. “YO! This is crazy! Let’s get Yahtzee and bam-boozle!” 18-volt declared, as he spotted the real one hiding under his desk, and ran over to pick him up and run off. “BANZAIIII!” The man above shouted, as bullets reflected off the kids helmet and back at the Yahtzee clone, causing him to fall into his own white blood. We are looking for a-” but he was cut off by something in the air. “OF COURSE! WHY NOT?!? VISITORS AT A TIME RIGHT THIS! WHY NOT COME IN?!?” he shouted at the door, as the crew came in. “BOLLOCKS THIS IS WORSE THAN I THOUGHT!” Suddenly, a knock was on the door. “Well, one of ya’ guys have to get a answer to me soon, or else I will let all hell loose like a-” suddenly, he stopped… “Ok…WHY ARE ALL THE NPC’S OUT OF THEIR UNREALISTICALLY SMALL HUMAN CAGES MEANT FOR EITHER STRIPPERS OR A OSTRICH IN THE EGG COOK OFFS?!?” Yahtzee shouted, leering at the imps, who just shrugged it off. “Yeah, ya’ ain’t kidding me…” 9-volt spoke, as they walk off. “Hmm, some kind of gatherin’? Well, whatever gets me a answer to this madness…” Scout spoke. Why are ya’ ‘ere, kiddo?” he asked, as 9-volt showed him the paper. “This is a bad time, isn’t i-” than the main Scout came through the crowd, falling down at the kids feet. “Uh…” 9-volt started, looking at 18-volt. ![]() Suddenly, a knock was heard on the door, which a Scout already there answered. “HOO BOY! I outdid myself again! Time for round 592!” Shouted the cyclops as he drowned himself in yet another bottle. This is something he would probably do on Solly or somethin’.” another one at the TV proposed, while a Demoman on the couch watched them. ![]() “Question? Mabe Merasmus?” proposed one of them near the fridge. “Why da’ hell are ya’ all ‘ere?!?” he asked. They know their place, but why are they at HIS place?!? “YEAH! No question there!” A hatless one shouted at him. “Ok, everyone agrees I’m the main Scout, RIGHT?!?” he shouted in question, above the others. The second Scout turned his back, there literally WAS a second Scout! Than a third, than fourth, than so on… My second life I did everything I wanted to as one…
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