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It’s HARDC(apco)OOOOOOORE!

I love a challenge. From Shin Megami Tensei: Nocturne’s bosses which require you to formulate a strategy that you will only figure out once you’re already dead, from trying to get all S-Ranks in Devil May Cry 3, even those missions I was bitching about in God Eater.

But you know what I love more? Fanwhores.

Really, really, really dumb fanwhores.

I can’t help but laugh at them. For those of you who never read Dueling Analogs–be thankful. If you’re the author of Dueling Analogs, no, I did not just give you more traffic, because there probably isn’t anyone reading this blog, you failtroll.

Wow, I get off topic easily when retards are involved. Continue reading

GMod: Really, people? REALLY?

I’ve never used GMod. I know that it’s apparently cool and all, but I’ve just never been bothered with it. I guess the primary reason is that I don’t feel like spending ten bucks in order to make Team Fortress 2 character models into little ragdolls in order to participate in the most utterly pointless fads that aren’t even funny.

And sometimes, just sometimes, they get to be really, really bad. No, I mean, atrocious. And then the likes outweigh the dislikes.

I’ve been told that a sense of humor is a sign of intelligence. If that’s the case, than more than 80,000 people are drooling retards who have no idea what the fuck a “joke” is.

Case in point.

This… This thing. What is this? I haven’t seen anything this bad since… Since the CD-i games. Hell, at least those were fascinating to watch because of the sheer bat-shit insanity they had in them. This piece of garbage? No. I refuse to call this anything other than a useless shit pile that has just wasted three and a half minutes of your life.

Here’s the thing about jokes. You can’t just throw one character into an out of place situation and say “oh look isn’t this funny herp derp.”

Look, kid, you have a vague grasp of using GMod. Good for you. Great. Now please, do us a favor, and don’t post your crap on the internet because your pwecious famiwy encouraged you on it, saying it was “great” and you should “keep working at it.”

My family encouraged me to do a lot of shit, most of which I never did, and I especially never put it on YouTube, because I realized it sucked. The only stuff I have on YouTube are video tests for something I will probably never get around to and a couple of music tracks. Because those don’t suck horribly. They can’t.

You, however, appear to be in denial. You think your stuff is good enough for the internet. Hint: It’s not.

And that’s all folks.

~Geek out.