You're already in enough **** as it is, no need to get in any more. You politely stop walking and comply with Mr Popo's demands. "What can I do ya for O man?" you ask knowing full well why he's on you. "Young lady, you are covered head to toe in blood. Could I ask you why exactly?" It would probably be best for you to rationally explain the situation to him OR you could lie,lying always helps and the last thing we need is to get arrested or worse. So you decide to li- *THUNK* Suddenly a strange sound effect rattles your head and you fall to the ground. Did you just get shot? Not quite little busta. This cop just smashed your head with the ass of his gun, you must've not noticed him getting closer as you were thinkin up your elaborate lie. "Don't worry little girl, this'll all be over before ya know it". You're just able to make out this incredibly perverse line before you pass out. ........ God knows how much longer later, you find yourself waking up in a daze. Said daze is immediately washed away by a rush of cold water dashed into your face. What the **** is going? Where the hell are you? Who the hell are you? Well we can make out that last one, but the rest is still not making sense. You look around to see yourself in a warehouse like room. Any attempts of movement are hindered by the rope that has tied your hands and legs to a chair. Also you're still covered in blood. And worst of all? You're ****ing briefcase is gone, the one that you literally stabbed a guy for has vanished. The cop must've taken it, or someone, who the hell knows? "Glad to see you're awake". Amongst the confusion you notice the man in front of you with a now empty bucket of water. He dones a white suit with a blue undershirt and a yellow tie. The front of his hair is nice and gelled up and makes him look like an enomrous ******bag. "I wasn't expecting the briefcase man to be....well a girl. But I'm lucky I caught you before they interrogated you. Let's get you out of those ropes. I took care of em and got the briefcase, we'll get in my car and get ourselves to the airport. We should be able to get China within the next 30 hours" What the everloving **** **** is this man talking about? China? Is that like Japan 2 or something? Why are you going to China? What the hell is a briefcase man? The mysterious ******bag unties and beckons you to make your way out the front door of the establishment. Just as you are getting yourself back on your feet you notice that you still have your trusty knife in your pocket. Stupid cop must've not noticed it or some ****. This trusty thing has gotten you outta tight jams before and you are sure as hell in a tight as virgin jam right now. [] Ask ******bag what the hell he's talking about. Better to get answers now [] Play along and just get into his car. Being weird will just make you look suspicious [] Shank this fool
Somebody break it
And what can I do for you Ghost?
Man what the **** ever You just stroll on home not caring if anyone spots your ass. A few minutes later someone spots your ass, not just someone in fact. But a cop, a full blown man in blue, a pig, a police officer is what I'm saying. "HEY!" he shouts out, "STOP RIGHT THERE! DON'T MOVE!" [] Move [] Don't move
**** THAT DUDE! You run up to that son of a ***** with his fancy briefcase and stab him right in the face "OH CHRIST WHAT THE ****!?" The dude screams like a little girl on account of being stabbed in the face by some chick. You DEMAND that he give you all of his money, however you probably should've asked that before you stabbed him. What's done is done though, better you stab him then he stabs you. He drops his suitcase as he writhes in agony, suspecting that it may be filled with cash money you nab it; after all we did this all for money. I think. **** I don't remember it's been a while. With suitcase in hand you gleefully walk back home, happily satisfied with what a good job you did. One problem though, you are covered head to toe in the blood of some bloke who is dying somewhere down the block. You don't have a working shower in your house and even then you doubt you would be able to get back home without alerting someone with your bloody ass self. What oh what to do? [] Open up the nearby manhole and hide out in the sewers [] Break into a nearby house and hide out there [] Just walk home man
[] Shank some fool Time for some true crimes streets of L.A ****. You get the knife from your sorry excuse of a cupboard and head on out to the streets. It's early in the day and people are heading to work, a nice opportunity to stab some ******* up and take his everything. You hide in a nearby alleyway of have a good view of the bus stop. Behind you in the same alley is some dude smoking a cigarette. He can very easily tell you are about to stam someone in the ****ing face but he doesn't seem to care. And so you wait and wait and wait until finally you spot two opportunities. A 20 something year old looking lady just sat at the bus stop all by herself. And on the sidewalk across the street? A man in a suit with a briefcase very obviously heading to work. [] Stab that chick [] Stab that dude [] Stab the dude behind you We are now a lady named Iris.
**** Little girls **** Joey. It's time to for a REAL storytime, a storytime that encompasses **** from reality and is about real things and the real struggle for a little busta on the streets. And that's who you are, the little busta, a straight busta born and raised on the dank streets of whothe****cares. You've only got one goal in life; to be the damn diddly mack daddy of the streets. To live in a world where people praise your name and envy your fame. When your rhymes are so fresh, people suck ya nuts just to taste test. But there's one problem; you're broke as ****. It is a wonder you can pay rent for where you live because the landlord probably got stabbed at some point. You need to get off your lazy ass and get a job ya straight busta. wat do? [] Begin your rap career RIGHT NOW! [] Sell your body. Getting payed to have sex? What could go wrong? [] Shank some fool [] Write up a resume and apply to some low tier jobs [] Grind up those sweet tarts in your pocket and sell em Voting works the same as the last 2 threads. Vote for what option you want. After a certain amount of time I will stop counting votes and we'll go with whatever gets the most votes. SAVING At any point you can save into State 1,2 or 3, just mention it in your post. Obviously if you save into state 1 while something is already in there it will overwrite said state. You can load into a file at the end of the day or in the event of a game over. This forum is dead so this will probably go nowhere but hey let's see. First post gets to choose male or female and name of this straight busta.
As it should be
I remember when the members on this website were all pre-teens and teenagers obsessing over popularity points and actively slandered other members over MSN because they were either jealous of how popular some members were or were a part of some popular members clique and would beckon and their call and then 8 years later have yet to apologize or barely even remember the things they did. Fun times.
You became a girl Then met a lesbian And forgot your panties And got raped by some dude Then ****ed said dude What even is this story? ....Continue?
Censor that ****
To be fair there really wasn't much to ruin. It went from simple "anime character runs around the universe with Donald and Goofy and interacts with Disney and Squaresoft(RIP) characters" to "I'M ALREADY HALF XEHANORT!" So it's less that it got ruined and more that it tried to do more than the first game and ended up turning into a convoluted mess because Nomura needs to be kept on a damn leash. There's no single point, it just sorta escalated and escalated with each game. Chain of Memories is sorta where it started with its memory shenanigans and I'd say Dream Drop Drizzle is where it gets to its worse with him being Xehanort and him being Xehanort and him being Xehanort and ****ing time travel as if we needed that of all things. Aint no fixing **** at this point but I'd say just keep it simple. I felt the spirit of Kingdom Hearts was that it was a Disney and Square crossover and yet outside of the first game the characters never actually interact with eachother. Kingdom Hearts had stuff like Hades and Cloud or Maleficent and her own squad goals. But other then that in CoM and beyond all of the characters seem to be literally closed off in their own worlds seperate from the overall story while the OC Donut steel characters take care of the actual important matters.
SPDUDE 2.0 IS LITERALLY CREATING DRAMA TO CASH IN ON OUR DUMB ASSES LOGGING BACK IN IF YOU DONT WANT TO GIVE THE JEWS YOUR MONEY THEN JUST LOG OFF DONT EVEN REPLY TO MY ANTI SEMITISN JUST LEAVE CAPS LOCK
Where were you when /khv/ rose from its grave only to die harder?
YOU THOUGHT IT WAS OVER!? YOU THOUGHT HE FORGOT!?
That would entirely depend on the game and the character now wouldn't it? This post is silly
If you have to wonder how someone BEING KILLED is sad then there is a small possibility you may have some "issues" so to speak.
I wasn't too sad because I was 99% sure I could bring her back somehow through some side quest or something. I MEAN WHY GIVE ME HER FINAL LIMIT BREAK WHEN SHE'S NOWHERE EVEN NEAR CAPABLE OF USING IT YET RIGHT!? SHE'S DEFINITELY COMING BACK! BOY WAS I WRONG
While Final Fantasy and Kingdom Hearts and Shenmue all have me hype at the end of the day the only actual gameplay details that were given for anything were for Fallout 4 so I would say that is technically the winner. Everything else was CGI trailers or incredibly scripted and vague gameplay.
It's LITERALLY just Newtype magic with a new skin.
