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Sundance DiGiovanni wants only one shooter on the circuit. From twitter.
Shadowrun confirmed.
Sundance DiGiovanni wants only one shooter on the circuit. From twitter.
Sundance DiGiovanni wants only one shooter on the circuit. From twitter.
Shadowrun confirmed.
Greatest underdog comeback.Shadowrun confirmed.
Sundance DiGiovanni wants only one shooter on the circuit. From twitter.
Shadowrun confirmed.
Tell us more about this deal that you know everything about.He said a long time ago, that it would either be Black Ops 2 or H4. Since Microsoft likes giving the rights to halo to virgin, MLG gets the other. Let's face it, Blops 2 has the superior features for competitive gaming at events.
He said a long time ago, that it would either be Black Ops 2 or H4. Since Microsoft likes giving the rights to halo to virgin, MLG gets the other. Let's face it, Blops 2 has the superior features for competitive gaming at events.
But three fighters? Sounds like someone is saving face.
Ventured back into Infinity Slayer. Noticed a lot of people using the Carbine, suprised the heck out of me. Also, feels good using the BR in such close quarters again.
Also, dude OMG WTF.
Tell us more about this deal that you know everything about.
I'm pretty sure Microsoft knows about MLG at this point. MLG can't wait around forever for halo when they have the biggest console fps sitting around just waiting to be used. Hell, why do you think Treyarch added the spectator mode in Blops 2. For tournaments. Besides, MLG was asking months ago what would people like to see more Blops 2 or Halo, guess which won.
This years E3 is special, because they will present the next gen Xbox.
Okay, so let me get this straight:
We've all walked in to the opening of a new restaurant. It's a spiritual successor to an older restaurant you used to love and eat at almost weekly. The place is under new management and while there are some familiar faces most of these people are new and different. You've eagerly been awaiting your chance to eat here because you loved the meals at the old place and these people have given you certainty that these meals will be just as good if not better than the old ones.
You sit down and look around you. You see some buddies you used to eat with and wave to them. They wave back. You can see the look of excitement on his face and you wonder if it's the same as yours. A friend of yours is sitting a little ways off to your left. He wasn't so sure of this new place because he didn't completely trust some of the staff and the advertisements were lackluster. The place looks nice but they can't think of how anyone would be able to match the older restaurant with this new staff or methodology.
Orders for drinks are taken and the staff disappears for some time. You ask when you're going to get the meal you ordered, but the waiter only says "It's on its way, trust us."
Suddenly, it's time. The chef himself appears from the kitchen to present the inaugural meal of this restaurant and you can't wait. He opens reveals the plate and puts in in front of you and... you're very underwhelmed. The plates and maybe the bread are even from this restaurant. The steak you ordered is an undercooked microwave meal from a grocery down the street, the mashed potatoes are imitation. They're cold to the touch and have obviously been out of the microwave for some time. You also have a side of fries from Burger King, still in the paper holster with their logo on it. You look around to see that the staff has started filing out of the restaurant. You manage to flag one down to ask what's going on and why they're all leaving. "We're going on vacation," he says. "It's almost the holidays, you know."
"But who's going to get my drink?" your skeptical friend asks. "I could maybe wash this down if I could get a drink."
"Soon, trust us," the staff replies as he turns and makes his way towards the door. People begin picking at their food and most appear to be disappointed. You're not horribly thrilled but you're glad that someone opened the old restaurant back up. Your furious friend is shouting to the staff and slamming on the table, your excited friends from earlier are cramming the food down and asking for seconds, and you look down and just can't seem to finish it.
You look down to your phone and start watching trailers for movies while you think. Twitchcops, a buddy cop movie staring Cosmo and Siglemic as new partners in a police department in downtown LA trying to save their dog, Frankie. It looks interesting, maybe you'll watch it later.
A look up to the side of the table shows a group wearing matching jackets for some sport you've hear of. "We were told the 'Bacon Double Guiltyburger' was on the way," one of them says to the waiter. "Where are our orders?"
"Oh, we don't have them right now," the waiter says. "We have the ingredients in the kitchen if you'd like to make it yourself, though."
"BRO THIS SHIT IS AMAZING!" you hear one of your friends shout as he highfives one of the group that he came with. Your furious friend gets up from the table to hunt down some of the staff, and you start poking the leathery meat-thing with your plastic spork. You would have liked a metal fork, but it doesn't really matter to you. You're just glad the restaurant is open.
Back to the phone. You see that there's a showing for Twitchcops in about forty five minutes in a theater not too far from here. A glance to the side shows some of the patrons at the bar watching a sport they all seem to hate. It came as a part of a package deal for the restaurant's parent company, so it's showing this new sport instead of the one the old owners used to show.
You look up to see that your furious friend is actively starting fist fights with the staff who are left somewhat dazed as your excited friends are simultaneously ripping down the pants of the staff and attempting to put their penises in their mouths. You don't understand anything, but you'd like some A1 or something with your leathery thing, which is something most places have, but no one is listening to you. You can't tell if they can't hear you, or if they don't care, or if they're avoiding you because for some reason they don't have A1.
The police arrive and cuff your friend for assault, but it appears as though your excited friends have finished fellating the staff and resumed their seats at the table, so they aren't arrested. You get up and leave with someone else at the table. You look at each other but neither of you say a word, your eyes have said everything that needs to be said. You flag a cab to go to the theater and briefly, if only for a second, you remember that you never got your drink.
Welcome to Halo 4.
Okay, so let me get this straight:
We've all walked in to the opening of a new restaurant. It's a spiritual successor to an older restaurant you used to love and eat at almost weekly. The place is under new management and while there are some familiar faces most of these people are new and different. You've eagerly been awaiting your chance to eat here because you loved the meals at the old place and these people have given you certainty that these meals will be just as good if not better than the old ones.
You sit down and look around you. You see some buddies you used to eat with and wave to them. They wave back. You can see the look of excitement on his face and you wonder if it's the same as yours. A friend of yours is sitting a little ways off to your left. He wasn't so sure of this new place because he didn't completely trust some of the staff and the advertisements were lackluster. The place looks nice but they can't think of how anyone would be able to match the older restaurant with this new staff or methodology.
Orders for drinks are taken and the staff disappears for some time. You ask when you're going to get the meal you ordered, but the waiter only says "It's on its way, trust us."
Suddenly, it's time. The chef himself appears from the kitchen to present the inaugural meal of this restaurant and you can't wait. He opens reveals the plate and puts in in front of you and... you're very underwhelmed. The plates and maybe the bread are even from this restaurant. The steak you ordered is an undercooked microwave meal from a grocery down the street, the mashed potatoes are imitation. They're cold to the touch and have obviously been out of the microwave for some time. You also have a side of fries from Burger King, still in the paper holster with their logo on it. You look around to see that the staff has started filing out of the restaurant. You manage to flag one down to ask what's going on and why they're all leaving. "We're going on vacation," he says. "It's almost the holidays, you know."
"But who's going to get my drink?" your skeptical friend asks. "I could maybe wash this down if I could get a drink."
"Soon, trust us," the staff replies as he turns and makes his way towards the door. People begin picking at their food and most appear to be disappointed. You're not horribly thrilled but you're glad that someone opened the old restaurant back up. Your furious friend is shouting to the staff and slamming on the table, your excited friends from earlier are cramming the food down and asking for seconds, and you look down and just can't seem to finish it.
You look down to your phone and start watching trailers for movies while you think. Twitchcops, a buddy cop movie staring Cosmo and Siglemic as new partners in a police department in downtown LA trying to save their dog, Frankie. It looks interesting, maybe you'll watch it later.
A look up to the side of the table shows a group wearing matching jackets for some sport you've hear of. "We were told the 'Bacon Double Guiltyburger' was on the way," one of them says to the waiter. "Where are our orders?"
"Oh, we don't have them right now," the waiter says. "We have the ingredients in the kitchen if you'd like to make it yourself, though."
"BRO THIS SHIT IS AMAZING!" you hear one of your friends shout as he highfives one of the group that he came with. Your furious friend gets up from the table to hunt down some of the staff, and you start poking the leathery meat-thing with your plastic spork. You would have liked a metal fork, but it doesn't really matter to you. You're just glad the restaurant is open.
Back to the phone. You see that there's a showing for Twitchcops in about forty five minutes in a theater not too far from here. A glance to the side shows some of the patrons at the bar watching a sport they all seem to hate. It came as a part of a package deal for the restaurant's parent company, so it's showing this new sport instead of the one the old owners used to show.
You look up to see that your furious friend is actively starting fist fights with the staff who are left somewhat dazed as your excited friends are simultaneously ripping down the pants of the staff and attempting to put their penises in their mouths. You don't understand anything, but you'd like some A1 or something with your leathery thing, which is something most places have, but no one is listening to you. You can't tell if they can't hear you, or if they don't care, or if they're avoiding you because for some reason they don't have A1.
The police arrive and cuff your friend for assault, but it appears as though your excited friends have finished fellating the staff and resumed their seats at the table, so they aren't arrested. You get up and leave with someone else at the table. You look at each other but neither of you say a word, your eyes have said everything that needs to be said. You flag a cab to go to the theater and briefly, if only for a second, you remember that you never got your drink.
Welcome to Halo 4.
All that food analogy and you didn't use "Master Chef". More points deducted for no mention of Doritos or Dew, and no reference to the shitty Guy Fieri restaurant that the one you're in is obviously copying.Okay, so let me get this straight:
Okay, so let me get this straight:
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Welcome to Halo 4.
Okay, so let me get this straight:
We've all walked in to the opening of a new restaurant. It's a spiritual successor to an older restaurant you used to love and eat at almost weekly. The place is under new management and while there are some familiar faces most of these people are new and different. You've eagerly been awaiting your chance to eat here because you loved the meals at the old place and these people have given you certainty that these meals will be just as good if not better than the old ones.
You sit down and look around you. You see some buddies you used to eat with and wave to them. They wave back. You can see the look of excitement on his face and you wonder if it's the same as yours. A friend of yours is sitting a little ways off to your left. He wasn't so sure of this new place because he didn't completely trust some of the staff and the advertisements were lackluster. The place looks nice but they can't think of how anyone would be able to match the older restaurant with this new staff or methodology.
Orders for drinks are taken and the staff disappears for some time. You ask when you're going to get the meal you ordered, but the waiter only says "It's on its way, trust us."
Suddenly, it's time. The chef himself appears from the kitchen to present the inaugural meal of this restaurant and you can't wait. He opens reveals the plate and puts in in front of you and... you're very underwhelmed. The plates and maybe the bread are even from this restaurant. The steak you ordered is an undercooked microwave meal from a grocery down the street, the mashed potatoes are imitation. They're cold to the touch and have obviously been out of the microwave for some time. You also have a side of fries from Burger King, still in the paper holster with their logo on it. You look around to see that the staff has started filing out of the restaurant. You manage to flag one down to ask what's going on and why they're all leaving. "We're going on vacation," he says. "It's almost the holidays, you know."
"But who's going to get my drink?" your skeptical friend asks. "I could maybe wash this down if I could get a drink."
"Soon, trust us," the staff replies as he turns and makes his way towards the door. People begin picking at their food and most appear to be disappointed. You're not horribly thrilled but you're glad that someone opened the old restaurant back up. Your furious friend is shouting to the staff and slamming on the table, your excited friends from earlier are cramming the food down and asking for seconds, and you look down and just can't seem to finish it.
You look down to your phone and start watching trailers for movies while you think. Twitchcops, a buddy cop movie staring Cosmo and Siglemic as new partners in a police department in downtown LA trying to save their dog, Frankie. It looks interesting, maybe you'll watch it later.
A look up to the side of the table shows a group wearing matching jackets for some sport you've hear of. "We were told the 'Bacon Double Guiltyburger' was on the way," one of them says to the waiter. "Where are our orders?"
"Oh, we don't have them right now," the waiter says. "We have the ingredients in the kitchen if you'd like to make it yourself, though."
"BRO THIS SHIT IS AMAZING!" you hear one of your friends shout as he highfives one of the group that he came with. Your furious friend gets up from the table to hunt down some of the staff, and you start poking the leathery meat-thing with your plastic spork. You would have liked a metal fork, but it doesn't really matter to you. You're just glad the restaurant is open.
Back to the phone. You see that there's a showing for Twitchcops in about forty five minutes in a theater not too far from here. A glance to the side shows some of the patrons at the bar watching a sport they all seem to hate. It came as a part of a package deal for the restaurant's parent company, so it's showing this new sport instead of the one the old owners used to show.
You look up to see that your furious friend is actively starting fist fights with the staff who are left somewhat dazed as your excited friends are simultaneously ripping down the pants of the staff and attempting to put their penises in their mouths. You don't understand anything, but you'd like some A1 or something with your leathery thing, which is something most places have, but no one is listening to you. You can't tell if they can't hear you, or if they don't care, or if they're avoiding you because for some reason they don't have A1.
The police arrive and cuff your friend for assault, but it appears as though your excited friends have finished fellating the staff and resumed their seats at the table, so they aren't arrested. You get up and leave with someone else at the table. You look at each other but neither of you say a word, your eyes have said everything that needs to be said. You flag a cab to go to the theater and briefly, if only for a second, you remember that you never got your drink.
Welcome to Halo 4.
Okay, so let me get this straight:
Had to drop it to an 8/10. Squid's got a valid point.All that food analogy and you didn't use "Master Chef". More points deducted for no mention of Doritos or Dew, and no reference to the shitty Guy Fieri restaurant that the one you're in is obviously copying.
You blew it, kid.
You forgot the part where anyone with a British Passport only gets served half the meal.
no reference to the shitty Guy Fieri restaurant that the one you're in is obviously copying.
Okay, so let me get this straight:
Sigh. Anyone from Europe. Pls. Just because you guys still have a Queen doesn't make you special.You forgot the part where anyone with a British Passport only gets served half the meal.
tl;dr
(Actually, I read it. Stopped really paying attention after the microwaved potatoes, though. You can dislike what the restaurant is serving, you can be unhappy with what's on the menu... but when you start bitching that the product actually has no quality, I stop caring about your opinion. Poorly-written fan-fiction is still tolerable, if it's funny. This isn't even that.)
I've played nearly 500 online matches, and I will disagree vehemently that it's 'completely broken'. I think you don't understand what 'completely broken' means.Are you determining Halo 4's quality based solely on its visuals? Because I can't see how anyone can play a single online match and not see how it's completely broken in a myriad of ways.
I played "Shutdown" on Legendary today. That mission could have been good and big. Infinity is a big ship but you rarely see it in action in the game. It would have been incredible if Infinity had attacked the Didact. Infinity drops Cruiser. Giant fight. Banshees attacking you etc. etc. etc. But now it is "empty". I love the symmetrical room. I hate the gondola ride. And Hell I dislike the interior design of the sky pillars. It is such a letdown after the interior Forerunner design in Reclaimer and Requiem.
Sigh. Anyone from Europe. Pls. Just because you guys still have a Queen doesn't make you special.
I've played nearly 500 online matches, and I will disagree vehemently that it's 'completely broken'. I think you don't understand what 'completely broken' means.
I don't even know whats going on in here anymore.tl;dr
(Actually, I read it. Stopped really paying attention after the microwaved potatoes, though. You can dislike what the restaurant is serving, you can be unhappy with what's on the menu... but when you start bitching that the product actually has no quality, I stop caring about your opinion. Poorly-written fan-fiction is still tolerable, if it's funny. This isn't even that.)
rofl - I'm right there with you.I don't even know whats going on in here anymore.
Have they added respawn timers back in yet? No? Ok.
It involves other restaurants doing some of the legwork and Sir Richard Branson. Or at least that's what I've been told.How does this tie-in to that prime-time game show Guy Fieri started hosting (and later cancelled), and the fact that Guy Fieri was doing something that's completely unrelated to his profession of cooking?
Virgin Gaming provides tournaments for all skill levels.
Game over Halo MLG.It involves other restaurants doing some of the legwork and Sir Richard Branson. Or at least that's what I've been told.
Interesting response from Virgin Gaming over at THC.
We havent forgotten or overlooked anyone here. Sure we wanted to kick things off in a big way by including everyone, but competitions like the Infinity Challenge will not be our only form of competition. In fact, I look forward to working with EVERYONE in the Halo community to build competitions that you guys would like to see in the future. You as a community have built something great here, and were only here to help you to continue to build upon those things.
It involves other restaurants doing some of the legwork and Sir Richard Branson. Or at least that's what I've been told.
Interesting response from Virgin Gaming over at THC.
That's my takeaway also.Game over Halo MLG.