Wait, so this means Nem hasn't played SotC after all? Because if that's the case this conversation ends RIGHT THE FUCK NOW and you go play SotC.
Wait, so this means Nem hasn't played SotC after all? Because if that's the case this conversation ends RIGHT THE FUCK NOW and you go play SotC.
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Haha, that's awesome. I vaguely remember Fer telling me he was listening to a SotC song as he was running after his bus or something and it gave him a moral boost.
Also, the picture for that vid is probably the most epic Colossus battle in the game.
It was also very poorly imitated in Lords of Shadow.
Seriously, fuck you Lords of Shadow and your horrible game design. SotC eats the likes of you for breakfast.
(´・ω・`)
Last edited by Elin; 11th-July-2014 at 00:56.
(´・ω・`)
Last edited by Elin; 11th-July-2014 at 00:56.
They went back to it HARD with 4. Which pretty much took all the guns away from you to the point where you spent much of the game whacking things with golf clubs and bats.
But people hated 4.
Let me save you a disc, you don't need DMC2.
Really, don't.
So, this morning I woke up and like 5 minutes later I received a random text.
All it said was "You want 2 fuck now?"
I did not recognize the number.
This confused the shit out of me. Moreso because I got up at like 5 AM and received the text almost immediately after hitting the couch.
I feel like I'm being watched.
Also on the subject of text messages, my mom texts like a 14 year old girl.
It's...unnerving.
So uh what? Your mom wants to fuck you? Or the ghost that haunts your place?![]()
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Spoiler warning:
They were unrelated happenings. I just felt like talking about the weird phone related shit that's happened today.
Also, that text was not sent from her number. It was local. For a moment I thought a coworker was messing around (as they tend to do). But nope, looks like someone accidentally texted me with an invitation for sexy times. Or I'm being spied on by someone who has some sort of passive aggressive lust for me.
Either way, dude's out of luck. I don't swing that way and the only sweet, sweet nasty that's happening in this apartment commences NEXT wednesday.