Showing posts with label wisdom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wisdom. Show all posts

Sunday, November 16, 2008

I order you to play Fallout 3


You consider yourself a gamer right? This means you have played the Fallout games, right? No I'm not talking about Fallout Tactics or the crappy console game Brotherhood of Steel, these are not Fallout games. They are crappy games trying to mooch of the Fallout franchise. I am talking about Fallout 1 and Fallout 2. Finally they have gotten a worthy sequel. Due to the fact that you surf the internet all day (looking for porn) you can't have helped seeing the ads for Fallout 3. Fallout 3 is The Game this year. Your friends saying it sucks? Well, your friends suck! They're just to unintelligent to play this game.

Fallout 3 is set 270 years into the future, after the Bombs fell. The world is a barren Wasteland, and it's still full of idiots like your friends. It's your job to cleanse it! To do this you utilize different types of weapons, in three categories, energy weapons, big guns and small guns. Considering the finesse you have (you are reading this blog) you choose small guns, so you can sneak up on the idiots and take them out. But of course, just sneaking up on people and killing them off isn't enough to satisfy people like us. Besides the killing you are able to experience a huge world, with loads of unique locations, quests and decisions. And decisions will have a mayor impact on your gameplay. You are able to solve every quest in different ways, whether you choose to be evil (the obvious choice of the Master), neutral or good, and you're action will come back to haunt you. If, for instance, you choose to save a town and act all goody two shoes, well people will praise you and shout out things like "Look it's the hero of ", and give you stuff. Nauseating isn't it? Well, if you choose to be evil, people will fear you and give you their belongings while pissing their pants. You can enslave people, loot, pillage, burn and even blow up an entire town.

The main questline is quite crappy, but you don't have to do that at all (I would recommend doing it until you learn how to use power armor though). The cool thing to do is just head out in one direction and see what you run into, and suddenly you are involved in loads of interesting stuff; Idyllic towns resorting to cannibalism, child slavery (Yes, you're the enslaver), strange and creepy Tranquil Virtual Worlds, prostitution (Yes, you can get you're own sex slave), insane old men. The lot really.

So, go out to your local games store and buy this game. Preferably for the PC so you can get all the mods that are coming.

And remember, War never changes!

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

This blog is better than your blog

I'm a no good, unemployed, uneducated, pornsurfing lazy know-it-all drunk with no friends and no life whatsoever. On top of this I suffer from various mental ailments, hemorrhoids and bad taste (at the moment I am watching "Bring It On.......3, and enjoying myself). This qualifies me as an incredible writer, an authority on politics, celebrities, pharmaceuticals, the media, comedy, film, music, lifestyle, fashion (I own three pair of pants and loads of t-shirts), gaming, technology and general bullshit. Henceforth, you should listen to me and follow my advice blindly. I'm right, you're not. If you disagree. Well, then you can go fuck yourself with a broom. Yes a broom, not talking about the broomstick, but the actual broom. You know, the "furry" part.

This is really the only blog you need to bookmark, the other ones are just full of crap. Again, I'm right, you're not.

This blog already contain loads of shitty posts in a foreign language you're not able to understand. The reason? Well, this blog's already got a pagerank and Alexa ranking, and I'm to lazy to delete any of the old posts. Also, some of those posts are making me money and traffic. Since I'm Norwegian and booze is expensive, I need all the money I can get. Actually, you should send me some. I can put them to better use than you. Just click the button below and send me the money, loads of it. If you do, I promise I won't come to your house and make you smell my armpits. And you really don't want that.







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