Recent content by 0z0wen

Hey, I'm having problems with this update too, everytime I choose to update it does about 5% and then comes up with a message reading: "Can't process the update. If the problem persists, go to www.xbox.com/support. Status Code: 3F45-3F4A-A080-1200-D000-0034" A google search of this code...

I'm unsure about Carrie Fisher being on board, I mean isn't she an alcoholic now and says that Star Wars is practically a milestone around her neck?

This and they have published some truely good games. Sometimes I think people hate on EA because 'its the cool thing to do'.

Because my eyes are defective and I can't see the 3d in 3d films... But mreh, I save money for not having to buy a 3d television! :D

Star Wars Rogue Squadron 2, that was an awesome game, played so much of that on the Gamecube.

But... but... I have to pay for my extravagant life style, with all this larping... How will I ever get more games at oppertune moments such as this?! Curse you money and curse you Gabe! ... I love you really Gabe!

I'd like to know what you guys made of it, I mean, I'm kinda on the fence about it, I play it on pc, I love the game but the controls are fairly poor for it, it feels like a console port. So anyway! What choices did you guys make and why?

"Who the hell do you think I am? Fuck, who the hell do you think you are, accusing me of planning to hurt the group?" Philip's hand moved to the handle of the knife in his coat, gripping the handle tightly as he gripped the worktop with the other hand. He let out a deep sigh and leaned on the...

Philip froze briefly in the process of tidying up before continuing as he spoke. "A knife in it? Well, that's not me, all mine are accounted for. And what the hell does Capek think I'm going to do? I'm the cook, not a damn soldier." He shifted a large pile of pots and pans to the other end of...

"I was in the freezer, sorting out food, honestly, you could be screaming your lungs out in there, no one'll hear you... I thought you said you wanted a trolley?" Philip tilted his head slightly, watching David warily, his hand moving to scratch his chest and slip inside his coat, gently...

Philip took in a deep breath before rolling from the corner, taking his hand from the knife in his coat, he smiled to David, humming to himself and stopping in his tracks. "Oh! David, when did you get here?"

(Sorry guys, been super busy with exams, so what little time I've had online have been complete writer's block.) Philip was in one of the large walk in freezers, humming to himself as he shoved a box full of the unspoiled food he had sorted into a corner, along with a couple of knives and a...

I'm usually not that bad with things like this, I don't worry because there is nothing I can do to change the fact its coming but nothingness is a scary concept, I mean. Do we still exist after it? Is there anything for our mind?

This about sums up my attitude. It scares the hell out of me, nothingness.

"These aliens are staying with us...? They don't need food too do they?" Philip asked David, his fingers snaking over the worktop and plucking a knife from the sruface and twirling it warily around his fingers.