DEAD RISING

I'm so angry right now. You don't even know.

I just played through about thirty minutes of 3. At first I felt like I was wandering around aimlessly, but it was better than expected.

Protip: Fighting the Nemesis at the police station = bad idea.

i love halo 3

So yeah, the police station. Walked out of the STARS offices. Heard a crash, went down stairs, nothing. I take TWO DAYUM STEPS and suprise! In short I'm not playing that game for another three months until my nightmares go away.

Scary games don't scare me anymore. D:

Dude this guy had a freaking trench coat and a bazooka. And come to think of it, this faggot had to have broken in, went back out, and broke in through another window just to scare me. What a dick.

This topic is now about me playing RE3.

This topic is now about me playing Dead Rising.

I'm spitting on zombies and skateboarding to get around. But I keep running into zombies so my skateboards keep breaking.

BUT HE BROKE TWO WINDOWS. AND A BAZOOKA. A BAZOOKA GAWD DAYUMUT.

So did Frank West.

But Frank West wasn't undead. This thing was, which is why it was terrifying. Undead things were never ment to use rocket launchers. It's not natural.

He's not undead... as far as you know.

Frank West beat a man with a tank with a jeep and his fists.

Then he yelled the most manliest yell ever heard by man.

Then the game ended and I was disappointed. Not as disappointed as I was at the end of Saints Row 1.

I didn't mind the Dead Rising ending. But yeah, I don't know if anything can beat how bad the Saints Row ending.

"Where was I? Oh! Salting the earth..."
BEEP
BOOM!
What you thought you were dead? Nope you just ended up in jail and for some reason you can talk/are a different skin color and have different character attributes/and or now a woman.

Hey man can you hurry this up, I wanna go to Freckle Beeches.

And the main character only talks about four times in that game...

I wanted to be Frank West this Halloween... again. :(