Post by Jack on Mar 9, 2005 19:28:02 GMT -5
Dudes, you gotta call Sigint after playing the nightmare. If you don't want to for some reason, then read this. I just had to type it down. And it's fresh, I finished just seconds ago. Well, here you go:
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Sigint: Snake, you OK?
Snake: Yeah. I had a terrible dream.
Sigint: No kidding. What happened?
Snake: I don't want to think about it. I was being attacked by monsters that
looked human. And I'm... not even sure if I was really me.
Sigint: At least it was just a dream. It's all over when you wake up.
Snake: True.
Sigint: When you think about it, the fact that you can imagine a situation
worse than the one you're in now means life can't be all that bad.
Snake: I sure hope so.
Sigint: Well, let me tell you about the absolute worst, most sickening
nightmare I ever had. This isn't one for the kids. OK, so there's this big
pile of crap, right? It's shaped like a giant tank and it's walking around on
two legs, goin' on a rampage and stompin' on people and houses and stuff. And
this giant turd is carrying the nastiest missiles you ever saw. Like, whenever
it launches one of its turd missiles... whatever it hits - people, trees,
buildings - turns into sh*t. My hometown, my old school, my family, my
girlfriend, old man John... Everything in that turd's path turned into sh*t.
Snake: That's pretty sick, man.
Sigint: Good thing it was just a dream, huh?
Snake: Yes, that's a good thing.
Sigint: You feeling better now?
Snake: Yeah.
Sigint: Good. Then let's get down to business. You see, Snake, people are just
sacks of sh*t and they're full of holes. Fill 'em up with water and it's gotta
come out from somewhere... OK, maybe that was a bad example. What I'm trying
to say is, no matter what the situation, there's always a way out. Don't throw
in the towel yet. Clear your mind. Think it through. Assess the situation.
You'll find a way to escape.
Snake: Got it.
Sigint: Don't let my nightmare come true.
Snake: Right.
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Sigint: Snake, you OK?
Snake: Yeah. I had a terrible dream.
Sigint: No kidding. What happened?
Snake: I don't want to think about it. I was being attacked by monsters that
looked human. And I'm... not even sure if I was really me.
Sigint: At least it was just a dream. It's all over when you wake up.
Snake: True.
Sigint: When you think about it, the fact that you can imagine a situation
worse than the one you're in now means life can't be all that bad.
Snake: I sure hope so.
Sigint: Well, let me tell you about the absolute worst, most sickening
nightmare I ever had. This isn't one for the kids. OK, so there's this big
pile of crap, right? It's shaped like a giant tank and it's walking around on
two legs, goin' on a rampage and stompin' on people and houses and stuff. And
this giant turd is carrying the nastiest missiles you ever saw. Like, whenever
it launches one of its turd missiles... whatever it hits - people, trees,
buildings - turns into sh*t. My hometown, my old school, my family, my
girlfriend, old man John... Everything in that turd's path turned into sh*t.
Snake: That's pretty sick, man.
Sigint: Good thing it was just a dream, huh?
Snake: Yes, that's a good thing.
Sigint: You feeling better now?
Snake: Yeah.
Sigint: Good. Then let's get down to business. You see, Snake, people are just
sacks of sh*t and they're full of holes. Fill 'em up with water and it's gotta
come out from somewhere... OK, maybe that was a bad example. What I'm trying
to say is, no matter what the situation, there's always a way out. Don't throw
in the towel yet. Clear your mind. Think it through. Assess the situation.
You'll find a way to escape.
Snake: Got it.
Sigint: Don't let my nightmare come true.
Snake: Right.