The point I was making is that those games aren't very compelling, but maybe worth checking out if you get them out of convenience.
You're all B games to me.
Bioshock is a B game because irrational only made PC games before.
Is Dan unaware that PC gaming magazines existed?
Its gonna be Big Rigs isnt it
He probably thinks of them as nerd games which he considers niche when fucking StarCraft of all games created a gaming culture for a whole country.I feel like Dan is just incredibly out of touch with PC franchises, due to being a self-professed console gamer growing up. Saying Command and Conquer was a huge franchise, he's fucking nuts.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YX3AeloypN8
Giant Bomb |OT XXX| Some of my best friends are PC games
Alright, this is probably a little too serious for this topic but I'm gonna post it anyway.
Yesterday morning, I posted a vague goodbye fully intending on ending my life. Stress was getting to me and I was kinda freaking out. I pulled a gun on myself and eventually cops were called and I was basically in a standoff for two or so hours. It was actually on the local news, some news douche was Facebook Living the entire thing. Looking back, I'm a fucking idiot and regret what I did. I took two bean bag bullets to my legs and they fucking hurt. I'm currently in a mental health facility, not a hospital or anything, but a house with other people with mental disabilities and counselors. I'm actually not gonna be here too long, only until early next week, because it was just a spur of the moment freakout and not a depression thing that's been going on for years and years. I just read all your posts responding to mine and just wanna say thanks for worrying, it feels good to know that people, even if they're strangers on the internet, actually care.
So yeah, tl;dr, I'm still alive. Thanks for caring. See y'all later.
Thanks for caring. See y'all later.
Alright, this is probably a little too serious for this topic but I'm gonna post it anyway.
Yesterday morning, I posted a vague goodbye fully intending on ending my life. Stress was getting to me and I was kinda freaking out. I pulled a gun on myself and eventually cops were called and I was basically in a standoff for two or so hours. It was actually on the local news, some news douche was Facebook Living the entire thing. Looking back, I'm a fucking idiot and regret what I did. I took two bean bag bullets to my legs and they fucking hurt. I'm currently in a mental health facility, not a hospital or anything, but a house with other people with mental disabilities and counselors. I'm actually not gonna be here too long, only until early next week, because it was just a spur of the moment freakout and not a depression thing that's been going on for years and years. I just read all your posts responding to mine and just wanna say thanks for worrying, it feels good to know that people, even if they're strangers on the internet, actually care.
So yeah, tl;dr, I'm still alive. Thanks for caring. See y'all later.
So yeah, tl;dr, I'm still alive. Thanks for caring. See y'all later.
Hey, glad to hear you're alright and seeing you posting. I've been there, so I get it. You've got friendly people here to talk to.Alright, this is probably a little too serious for this topic but I'm gonna post it anyway.
Yesterday morning, I posted a vague goodbye fully intending on ending my life. Stress was getting to me and I was kinda freaking out. I pulled a gun on myself and eventually cops were called and I was basically in a standoff for two or so hours. It was actually on the local news, some news douche was Facebook Living the entire thing. Looking back, I'm a fucking idiot and regret what I did. I took two bean bag bullets to my legs and they fucking hurt. I'm currently in a mental health facility, not a hospital or anything, but a house with other people with mental disabilities and counselors. I'm actually not gonna be here too long, only until early next week, because it was just a spur of the moment freakout and not a depression thing that's been going on for years and years. I just read all your posts responding to mine and just wanna say thanks for worrying, it feels good to know that people, even if they're strangers on the internet, actually care.
So yeah, tl;dr, I'm still alive. Thanks for caring. See y'all later.
Alright, this is probably a little too serious for this topic but I'm gonna post it anyway.
Yesterday morning, I posted a vague goodbye fully intending on ending my life. Stress was getting to me and I was kinda freaking out. I pulled a gun on myself and eventually cops were called and I was basically in a standoff for two or so hours. It was actually on the local news, some news douche was Facebook Living the entire thing. Looking back, I'm a fucking idiot and regret what I did. I took two bean bag bullets to my legs and they fucking hurt. I'm currently in a mental health facility, not a hospital or anything, but a house with other people with mental disabilities and counselors. I'm actually not gonna be here too long, only until early next week, because it was just a spur of the moment freakout and not a depression thing that's been going on for years and years. I just read all your posts responding to mine and just wanna say thanks for worrying, it feels good to know that people, even if they're strangers on the internet, actually care.
So yeah, tl;dr, I'm still alive. Thanks for caring. See y'all later.
So yeah, tl;dr, I'm still alive. Thanks for caring. See y'all later.
Alright, this is probably a little too serious for this topic but I'm gonna post it anyway.
Yesterday morning, I posted a vague goodbye fully intending on ending my life. Stress was getting to me and I was kinda freaking out. I pulled a gun on myself and eventually cops were called and I was basically in a standoff for two or so hours. It was actually on the local news, some news douche was Facebook Living the entire thing. Looking back, I'm a fucking idiot and regret what I did. I took two bean bag bullets to my legs and they fucking hurt. I'm currently in a mental health facility, not a hospital or anything, but a house with other people with mental disabilities and counselors. I'm actually not gonna be here too long, only until early next week, because it was just a spur of the moment freakout and not a depression thing that's been going on for years and years. I just read all your posts responding to mine and just wanna say thanks for worrying, it feels good to know that people, even if they're strangers on the internet, actually care.
So yeah, tl;dr, I'm still alive. Thanks for caring. See y'all later.
Alright, this is probably a little too serious for this topic but I'm gonna post it anyway.
Yesterday morning, I posted a vague goodbye fully intending on ending my life. Stress was getting to me and I was kinda freaking out. I pulled a gun on myself and eventually cops were called and I was basically in a standoff for two or so hours. It was actually on the local news, some news douche was Facebook Living the entire thing. Looking back, I'm a fucking idiot and regret what I did. I took two bean bag bullets to my legs and they fucking hurt. I'm currently in a mental health facility, not a hospital or anything, but a house with other people with mental disabilities and counselors. I'm actually not gonna be here too long, only until early next week, because it was just a spur of the moment freakout and not a depression thing that's been going on for years and years. I just read all your posts responding to mine and just wanna say thanks for worrying, it feels good to know that people, even if they're strangers on the internet, actually care.
So yeah, tl;dr, I'm still alive. Thanks for caring. See y'all later.
Alright, this is probably a little too serious for this topic but I'm gonna post it anyway.
Yesterday morning, I posted a vague goodbye fully intending on ending my life. Stress was getting to me and I was kinda freaking out. I pulled a gun on myself and eventually cops were called and I was basically in a standoff for two or so hours. It was actually on the local news, some news douche was Facebook Living the entire thing. Looking back, I'm a fucking idiot and regret what I did. I took two bean bag bullets to my legs and they fucking hurt. I'm currently in a mental health facility, not a hospital or anything, but a house with other people with mental disabilities and counselors. I'm actually not gonna be here too long, only until early next week, because it was just a spur of the moment freakout and not a depression thing that's been going on for years and years. I just read all your posts responding to mine and just wanna say thanks for worrying, it feels good to know that people, even if they're strangers on the internet, actually care.
So yeah, tl;dr, I'm still alive. Thanks for caring. See y'all later.
Alright, this is probably a little too serious for this topic but I'm gonna post it anyway.
Yesterday morning, I posted a vague goodbye fully intending on ending my life. Stress was getting to me and I was kinda freaking out. I pulled a gun on myself and eventually cops were called and I was basically in a standoff for two or so hours. It was actually on the local news, some news douche was Facebook Living the entire thing. Looking back, I'm a fucking idiot and regret what I did. I took two bean bag bullets to my legs and they fucking hurt. I'm currently in a mental health facility, not a hospital or anything, but a house with other people with mental disabilities and counselors. I'm actually not gonna be here too long, only until early next week, because it was just a spur of the moment freakout and not a depression thing that's been going on for years and years. I just read all your posts responding to mine and just wanna say thanks for worrying, it feels good to know that people, even if they're strangers on the internet, actually care.
So yeah, tl;dr, I'm still alive. Thanks for caring. See y'all later.