Started playing FFR again, got back into it pretty quickly, haha.
I feel like with a little luck, this is definitely AAA'able. I had a 2g clean run after the hard stuff but then messed it up.
Glad to be back!
Quality quotes:
Originally posted by KgZ
enjoy having every guy ask if they can get some love on their weiner
Originally posted by Izzy
I also like the nps scale. The standard ITG scale for harder files is blown out of proportion and no longer makes sense.
Originally posted by kommisar
nps is still a better idea for ratings
Originally posted by klimtkiller
there is 1 tip for people going to college. When you're in college, you'll be 16, which is the age where (where i live) you can get laid lawfully. basically, get laid asap when they look the best.
Originally posted by Rapta
My logic is that the brain processes in 60 FPS so I play 60 FPS.
He runs in his mind,
The ashes spray inside,
Comatose and blind,
The fire’s dream won’t hide,
Yesterday was years ago,
Fluids of hatred flow,
His family would never know,
Hell’s heart did grow,
Sins of kin’s final blow,
NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
A dark pine box creaks,
The conveyer’s pull,
Lack of air is tightening,
The sound of the jets,
The sound of the fire,
The sound of the doom,
Reaching out for his forgiveness,
He runs in his mind,
The ashes spray inside,
Comatose and blind,
The fire’s dream won’t hide,
Yesterday was years ago,
Fluids of hatred flow,
His family would never know,
Hell’s heart did grow,
Sins of kin’s final blow,
NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Kicking and screaming,
His skin melts from him,
Spraying blood and ashes throughout,
This final unrest,
Inside his soul,
Mistreated his body,
Survival was not an option,
Recalled back to Earth,
Only to be burned,
Like vegetables,
Bring him to the clutches of hell,
He runs in his mind,
The ashes spray inside,
Comatose and blind,
The fire’s dream won’t hide,
Yesterday was years ago,
Fluids of hatred flow,
His family would never know,
Hell’s heart did grow,
Sins of kin’s final blow,
HEEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!!
They later pulled his ashes,
From the cremator,
Covered in blackened blood,
Scooped them into the urn,
And never thought twice of it,
His family would never know,
Of his return to fire,
A moment in time,
As brief as the flames,
That reached for him,
The doctors pulled the plug,
Declared him dead,
But his soul would not rest,
Until it was engulfed
By the return to fire,
To remain an ember,
To pass with the cold air of reality,
He runs in his mind,
The ashes spray inside,
Comatose and blind,
Fluids of hatred flow,
Hell’s heart did grow,
Like lava flows,
Return to fire!
He runs in his mind,
The ashes spray inside,
Comatose and blind,
Fluids of hatred flow,
Hell’s heart did grow,
Like lava flows,
Return to fire!
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