you've turned into an npc from the last game you played
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Well if i end up as Tom Bombadil i will be happily married to a nice elvish lady , and be a godlike being.Wait thats actually not very different from my real life.
No! Eat roar and fireball combo!Jfswift said:*crouches down and aims my bowgun* Now just hold still, keep right there for a second..AwesomeFerret said:
That NPC that tells you to press B to do stuff like jump. Then I would but the player saying "YOUR MANA/HEATH IS LOW" or those Krogens on the citadel talking about fish.
call of duty: *curled up in a ball* "He killed them...so much blood...he got hold of duel wield pistols....so much blood...." "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!" "oh god...he's nearby" well that gives you an insight into what kinda player I am and yes I was running round shouting blood for the blood god....
Several ideas come to mind.
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A Nightkin!>>>>>
Me: Hallo! Hallooo! I'm not dead yet! Just very badly hurt! Someone come help please?
*Sounds of something entering the cave*
Me: Oh, it's about time! Hey, you guys find the hooman that did this? Huh? Wait a minute...
*Night Stalkers attack!*
Me: Stupid karma system!
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The King!>>>>>
Me: Alright, listen up you guys! I've been lookin' around here an...we ain't got enough style in here.
Gang Member: Why not? What're we missing?
Me: Just a little pizazz is all. Come on now and I'll teach ya how to shimmy an' shake about! Hoobah!
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Victor!>>>>>
Me: Howdy, partner!
Courier: Dah! What the- How did- WHY ARE YOU FOLLOWING ME?!
Me: I don't rightly know what you're talkin' about. I'm on my way to New Vegas.
Courier: Yeah, I noticed. Same place I'm going. Why is that?
Me: Can't say for sure. Just an inclination to is all.
*Totally have my pincers crossed on that one*
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A Nightkin!>>>>>
Me: Hallo! Hallooo! I'm not dead yet! Just very badly hurt! Someone come help please?
*Sounds of something entering the cave*
Me: Oh, it's about time! Hey, you guys find the hooman that did this? Huh? Wait a minute...
*Night Stalkers attack!*
Me: Stupid karma system!
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The King!>>>>>
Me: Alright, listen up you guys! I've been lookin' around here an...we ain't got enough style in here.
Gang Member: Why not? What're we missing?
Me: Just a little pizazz is all. Come on now and I'll teach ya how to shimmy an' shake about! Hoobah!
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Victor!>>>>>
Me: Howdy, partner!
Courier: Dah! What the- How did- WHY ARE YOU FOLLOWING ME?!
Me: I don't rightly know what you're talkin' about. I'm on my way to New Vegas.
Courier: Yeah, I noticed. Same place I'm going. Why is that?
Me: Can't say for sure. Just an inclination to is all.
*Totally have my pincers crossed on that one*
Fallout New Vegas: Make me either Boone or the Legate and we call my chances in the wasteland even.
I'm a sophisticated businessman who has nothing better to do than get a shady partner with a greasy voice to convince you that a shantytown would like better as a huge fucking crater in the ground, and then comment on how beautiful the mushroom cloud looks as it's blown to high heaven.
I am the Mysterious Stranger! You want me to show up randomly and kill bad guys before they can get you. What I'm actually going to do is show up to kill every bloatfly in the Mojave and leave you hanging when the Queen Deathclaw shows up!
I'll just go for that security guard in the Pentagon in USDD in BlOps. Nothing bad happens to him, I think...
Damn, I'm an NPC from Stalker: Call of Pripyat. I can either be a trader and spend all my time standing around behind suspiciously bulletproof air charging exorbitant prices for the most basic items or I can be a Stalker and spend my time being dead. Decisions, decisions...
