Recent content by olza

Unarmed, black people that were trying to beat his head in. It's amazing how a man can still be seen as guilty after he was given an innocent ruling and then saved a family from a burning truck, sacrificing his anonymity for people he hadn't met before he saved them.

oh uhh, nevermind. Nothing to see here. move on.

It's almost as if the comic is perpetuating stereotypes! It's almost as if... No, bear with me here... It's almost as if this comic is only funny to people who dislike people that disagree with them on certain subjects! Almost like the creator of the comics wants to cast people with...

Oh wow, yeah, pigeonhole people because of their interests. stereotypes are fun right? just so long as their only directed at white males, though. Cant stereotype women, ethnic minorities or sexual minorities, because thats evil. But hey, you HUGE sample size of 3 guys means you're an...

Nope, it's supposed to make you, and all "Cis male scum" feel bad because of some videogame artist's design choice. Oh, you wanted FUNNY!? TOO BAD. Here's an edit that explains the comic. http://i.imgur.com/HkhEtyl.jpg I found it funny, maybe you will too.

Oh look. stereotypical white males are apparently murderers and racists. Oh, and lets use an innocent man as a term for murder! OH! AND LETS ALIENATE ALL THE GUYS THAT JUST WANT TO READ FUNNY VIDEOGAME COMICS! For fucks sake, man. I'm sick of this shit.

Sleep brought with it for Ivaan roiling darkness as far as the eye can see. And, as always, the loud beating is getting worse, reaching a louder and louder volume until Ivaan's mind shakes with every thundering beat. Ivaan opens his eyes to the inky dreamscape, covering his ears as the loud...

Ivaan was busily gulping down food and gulping drink as he heard Rias "no sense in starting the next leg hungry." He raised his almost barrel-like flagon and grinned; "Aye!" The drink was flowing, and Ivaan was taking Rias' advice, and by the time he sat back, full of exotic foods and more...

Loved this. Having played gunpoint, I totally agree. Also, TF2 spy hat! woo!

The sun had now set, and music was playing through the town centre. The sky was stained deep orange red, and the sounds of revelry were just beginning. Contributed to in no small part by a slightly drunk, and getting drunker, Ivaan. Ivaan had started to drink what appeared to be a kind of...

Ivaan sighed. "Looks like my patient's doing well..." He mumbled, a little conflicted. Ivaan beckoned the creature over, grabbing an extra bowl of food for the troublesome patient. Another rock bounced off him, his thick fur making the hit almost unnoticeable. Ivaan glanced across the table...

Ivaan paused. Ok... Assuming Embela is a human country, that seems like a good path to take. "Was this the same government that started our task force? Something doesn't add up."

Ivaan left the Stew bubbling on the hob. "Alright Rias, sorry about that, what are we doing? Where are we going?" Ivaan asked, sitting down at the same small table as Rias, it looked like the table the cook ate his dinner at, a small set up to one side in the kitchen.

Ivaan looked at the pot of stew bubbling merrily on the hearth. "Sure, just let me finish up this uuh... Well, now it's just an appetizer, I suppose." The pot was large, as Ivaan had been planning to share it with the townsfolk.