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The only real gripe I have is having to play harder versions of already hard missions because Konami forced the game out too early and removed the third act.hopefully they don't make us pay for it whenever it's released (or if it's even released)

General Video Game Discussion Thread
It's a new experience replaying mgsv as your avatar. Seeing Mike Tyson rocket punch russians is a sight to behold. Seeing Mike Tyson talk in a voice deeper than his normal mickey mouse voice is also a sight to behold.

General Video Game Discussion Thread
Got my friend mgsv, got myself state of decay, and another friend gifted us all life is feudal. State of decay is literally the closest thing you can get to an actual walking dead game( next to the telltale series, though they're more interactive movies than games) and life is feudal is the closest thing you can get to an actual game of thrones game( next to the telltale series, as mentioned earlier.) Me and my buds gonna be the next house Bolton!

Gunfight U
"Yeah man, I feel you, it's a better party when there's more in it." Michael nodded, his fingers tapping the bag of paintball gear at his side. Anxiously, he looked towards the group in front of him then towards the abandoned paintball arena. He'd turn his vision back to the group again. "Gettin' pretty hyped though, ready to go at it like I was Max Payne." He'd laugh and imitate the quintessential two pistol slow motion dive that's prevalent in that particular series. Jus' hopin there ain't a rusty nail to land on in there, don't wanna get a tinnitus shot, heard those fuckers sting like a beyotch!"

After he gave a nervous laugh, he followed. "So uhhh, by the way, how long's 'dis place been abandoned anyways?" He looked at the arena chuckling. " 'Coz in all honesty, it looks like the place where a buncha' dumb teenagers like us get gutted by some deformed hillbilly in a mask."

Hey, might as well start up a conversation to hide the fact you're pussybitching over hypothetical rusty nails right?

"I mean, it'd be kinda uneventful if it's just us three, coz then the movie wouldn't be too long, but y'know, maybe they could get creative or somethin' aheh. Has there ever been a paintball themed movie? Fuck I'd watch it. So long's it ain't British. British people can't make horror movies. Cept like, twenty eight days later, but even then the sequel sucked ass, y'know, hahaha." He actually had to think about how many British movies sucked in all honesty. It was hard to come up with multiple examples, outside of some obscure low budgets in the back of his head. "Well, there was that one zombie movie in like the 80's. BrainDead or whatever. That one was pretty good. It uhh, it had like weaponized lawnmowers and ninja preachers." Well shit, he really couldn't think of that many bad horror films he's seen that were made it in the great UK.

''Guess Brit movies aren't all that shit, still not as good as ours though. I mean, it WAS back in the VHS days, and I don't know of a shit movie during the VHS days." Ok, enough reminiscing about the decade you weren't even born on, it was like, thirty or forty years ago, he thought to himself. He quickly brought himself back to the subject at hand.

"But yeah, this place would be a pretty cool set up for a horror film, even if OSHA would kick the director's ass for filmin' here."

Don't Eat the Yellow Snow
Michael tossed his snowball, but before he could see it hit, he heard Jeremy badly repeat a phrase then... stop? Michael turned his head to see the snowball knock Jeremy on his back. Get rekt son! Michael found himself lapsing into his trademark hyena laugh as Jonathan's snowball hit it's mark. He lowers his head over the car, laughing hard enough that tears were forming in his eyes. He raised his head only to see Darius casually walk up to Frasier, and toss another snowball at the prone nerd.

This caused Michael to hunch back over the car, and laugh even harder. He didn't even see Nathan's snowball coming. "Aiiihee haha! Ahaheha! Ho-holy sh-shit aiha aheh! I can't- I can't fucking breath! Right in 'da fuckin-" The snowball smacked him in the side of the head with a wet *plap*. A long pause...

"Da fuck?"

His laughing stopped immediately. The moment he takes his eyes off of Nathan, he gets got right in the ear with a snowball. Dammit. He quickly grabs another pile of snow off the car and begins folding it up into another snow based projectile.

Before tossing it, he'd glance at Jeremy again, chuckling. Michael quickly turned his attention back to Nathan and fired.