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"Now, aside from Garret's constant excitement about the PS2 coming out throughout the review, he dedicates almost 50% of the article solely to complain about the game's controls. Argonaut always want to try new ideas in their games, and tired of using shoulder buttons to strafe in console first person shooters, they decided to adopt an all new control style using the twin thumbsticks instead. Unfortunately, Garret hated these bizarre controls so much, he penalizes the entire game for them. Spouting 'The game's control set up is it's most terrifying element. The left analog stick moves you forward, back, and strafes left and right, while the right analog stick turns you and can be used to look up and down'.
Does that sound familiar to you? Yeah, that's right. He bitched about the control method of every single console based first person shooter has adopted for the past 15 years. Argonaut innovated the most popular control method in console gaming... well... ever, and he rips the entire game apart for it. He never shuts up about it either, going on to suggest gamers use the Playstation's mouse instead, with '99.9 percent of Playstation owners who've never seen the device will find the game almost unplayably difficult to control and unreasonably hard to enjoy'. He then even suggested that the game should have adopted the control method Metal of Honor used, which used that awkward shoulder button strafing style. Ironic really, considering Metal of Honor has used the Argonaut control layout for every subsequent game release since.
Now, if you though hindsight couldn't laugh at Steven even harder, the absolute cherry on top of this terrible review is Garret then round it up with the hilariously delicious 'Fans of console first person shooters or the Alien film series will probably be better off waiting for Fox's recently announced Aliens: Colonial Marines for the Playstation 2'.
That's right, kids. You only hang on for another 13 years, and two console generations, and one huge amount of disappointment, for one of the most dispised movie tie ins in history. ...Yeah, that's well worth it."
"Batman... BATMAN... Can somebody tell me what kind of a world we live in, where a man dressed up as a bat gets all of my press? This town needs an enema!"
-Jack Nicholson as The Joker
[doublepost=1481653573,1479288393][/doublepost]Cell: "The following contains violence, coarse language, and adult situations not suitable for minors. Viewer discretion is advised."
*Snaps a reporter's neck.*
Chiaotzu: "Whoa-ho-ho! Brutal!"
Cell: "Ladies, gentlemen, boys and girls, and that technicolor rainbow in-between... I... am Cell. You may remember me from the following cities."
*Shows a list of all the cities where he absorbed people from.*
Cell: "Of course, if you lived in those cities, you WON'T remember because you are now part of my biomass, as I absorbed you. But that's not what I'm here to talk about today. Today, I'm making an announcement."
Krillin: Please be leaving the planet forever. Please be leaving the planet forever. Please be leaving the planet forever."
Cell: "I am leaving the planet forever..."
Cell: "After I blow it up."
Krillin: "OH NO!"
Cell: "One of your planet's "champions" can best me in one-on-one combat."
Bulma: "So Goku, then."
Vegeta: "Shut up!"
Cell: "I am officially hosting a once-in-your-lifetime event. A tournament so grand, it'll leave you breathless. I hereby dub it... The Cell Games! Be part of the conversation on Twitter at #CellGames."
Yamcha: "Aaaaand he's already trending."
Cell: "For all of you familiar with your adorable little World Martial Arts Tournament, I'll be borrowing the rules. No brackets this time, however; yours truly will be your only opponent. And much like Vegeta's mother, I will accept all comers."
Vegeta: "HOW DARE..."
Krillin: "...Why'd you take off your shirt?"
Cell: "The location of this event is 28KS.5. If you don't know where that is, blame the cartographers. The Games will start at Noon, one week from today. That should give you plenty of time to prepare. Or for those not participating, time to connect with loved ones, get your affairs in order, or maybe just kill your boss, get a PURGE going, live a little! Because in one week's time... Well, to give you an idea..."
*Fires an energy blast through the wall, which vaporizes a good portion of the city and a mountain.*
Cell: "So... Keep THAT in mind, and I'll see you next Sunday. Also, feel free to pray to your God. But spoilers: I won't be listening."
*Roshi immediately changes the channel to porn.*
Krillin: "Roshi, what the hell?!"
Roshi: "He said one week! I'M USING IT!"
-Cell announces the Cell Games, Dragon Ball Z Abridged
This, from a discussion about an age-gap romance manga (in the story the guy is 45, the girl that fell in love with him is 17):
"I agree, love is boundless and things like age can be meaningless in the face of it. Understanding love... well, that is the tricky question. As a teenager, I don't think I understood it... but I FELT it. I fell in love with a girl in highschool when I was 14, and I still love her as much today as I did then. It's been 35 years and that feeling hasn't changed, and I doubt it ever will. I still can't say for certain that I really understand love, either. Love is not an intellectual knowledge, and emotions defy reason. With that in mind, I believe even a teenager can be just as "qualified" as any adult in making such decisions.
As for the other-way-around... well, that does get a bit more difficult. But still possible, I think. I once asked an 18 yr old girl out when I was 40-something. Altho, I honestly thought she was mid-20's and I was a bit embarrassed when she told me her age. But I still asked her out. So, no, I don't think he'd be a perv for having feelings for a 17 yr old. That would depend on his behavior, not his feelings. Hell, I'm in love with a 15 yr old girl, right now, but I'm not a perv, and I have no intention of telling her I feel this way. But in the right situation, I wouldn't be against telling her when she's 17 or 18. I just don't think that sort of situation will ever happen, however. So, in my case, nothing will happen, and my feelings will be left unknown."
"I'm gonna chop off your shrivelled balls! Put 'em where your eyes should be! Put a sombrero on your head! And BEAT you like a piñata! Hell I'll make you shit so many bricks you'll put the Mexicans out of business!"-Sarge from a Slap on Titan.
Paragus: "You are probably wondering where this unfettered hatred for Kakarot stems from."
Vegeta: "Not... really? Hating Kakarot kinda gives me life, so-"
Paragus: "It all began..."
Vegeta: "Oh, I'm being ignored."
Paragus: "When they were but newborn babes. Their cribs in the maternity ward were right beside each other. And Kakarot cried. TERRORIZING MY SON."
Vegeta: "And... then...?"
Paragus: "That's it."
Vegeta: "Didn't my father stab him?"
Vegeta: "Then why doesn't he hate ME?"
Paragus: "Oh! No, I hate you. Well, I hated your father, and therefore you. Broly hates Kakarot. Because he cried. A lot. For like, three hours."
Vegeta: "But... That's really dumb. But he's so cool! BUT THAT'S SO DUMB!"
-Dragon Ball Z Abridged, Broly: The Legendary Super Saiyan
[doublepost=1488872911,1486841092][/doublepost]"I am Andrew Ryan, and I'm here to ask you a question: Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his brow? "No!" says the man in Washington, "It belongs to the poor!"
"No!" says the man in the Vatican, "It belongs to God!" "No!" says the man in Moscow, "It belongs to everyone!"
I rejected those answers. Instead, I chose something different. I chose the impossible.
I chose... Rapture.
A city where the artist would not fear the censor. Where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality. Where the great would not be constrained by the small.
And with the sweat of your brow, Rapture can become your city as well." -Andrew Ryan, BioShock
Elizabeth: Booker... Are you afraid of God?
Booker: No. But I'm afraid of you.
-First lines, BioShock Infinite
"The time has come, brothers and sisters. Did you want to keep climbin' Andrew Ryan's ladder, just to watch him knock it down as you're reachin' the top? The cards are stacked. What's a bunch of fine words, if there ain't deeds to back them up? Rapture was supposed to be different. But the only thing that separates it from the slums of New York or Glasgow are about a million gallons of salt water. Ryan sent a clear message when he had Frank Fontaine put down: "It's time all you learned your place." I'll tell you what, Ryan: Message received! Loud and clear! And here's what the people of Rapture have to say to you: If you won't give us what we want, we're more than happy to come and take it!"
-Atlas, BioShock Infinite: Burial At Sea Episode 2
"Look, you don't have to come in with me. But what happens when another Georgie goes missing? Or another Betty, or another Ed Corcoran, or... One of us? Are you just gonna pretend it isn't happening like everyone else in this town!? Because I can't! I go home and all I see is that Georgie isn't there. His clothes, his toys, his stupid stuffed animals... But he isn't. So walking into this house? For me, it's easier than walking into my own."
-Bill Denbrough, IT 2017
"We had created monsters we couldn't control. We drugged them, tortured them, eviscerated them... We brutalized their minds... But it did not work, until they came... And it was not their force of will, not their void devilry, not their alien darkness... It was something else. It was that somehow, from within the derelict-horror, they had learned a way to see inside an ugly, broken thing... And take away its pain."