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Biggles
<font color=#AAFFAA>The Man Without a Face</font>
in Zocalo v2.0
Psychonauts, the funniest game in recent years, is [url=http://www.gametap.com/home/play/gameDetails/000475950]free to play on Gametap[/url] until the end of the year.
There's probably a catch, but it's probably worth it anyway. :)
[quote][b]Coach Morceau Oleander:[/b] The Human Mind: 600 miles of synaptic fiber, five and a half ounces of cranial fluid, 1500 grams of complex neural matter... a three-pound pile of dreams. But I'll tell you what it really is. It is the ultimate battlefield--and, the ultimate weapon. The wars of this modern age--The Psychic Age--are fought somewhere between these damp, curvaceous undulations. From this day forward, you are all psychic soldiers. Paranormal paratroopers! Mental marines who are about to ship out on the adventure of their lives! This (points to the brain diagram) is our beachhead! And this [points to his own head] is your landing craft. You shall engage the enemy in his own mentality--you shall chase his dreams, you shall fight his demons, you shall live his nightmares! And those of you who fight well, you will find yourselves on the path to becoming international secret agents-- in other words... Psychonauts!! The rest of you... will die!
[The camera pulls back, and we see that the Coach is actually lecturing a group of terrified children.]
[b]Dogen Boole:[/b] Wahhhhh!
[b]Agent Sasha Nein:[/b] Oh, Morry.
[b]Agent Milla Vodello:[/b] Children, you are not going to die.
[b]Coach Oleander:[/b] Well, if you're not a Psychonaut you might as well be dead!
[b]Dogen:[/b] [sniffling] They told me this was a summer camp... [/quote]
There's probably a catch, but it's probably worth it anyway. :)
[quote][b]Coach Morceau Oleander:[/b] The Human Mind: 600 miles of synaptic fiber, five and a half ounces of cranial fluid, 1500 grams of complex neural matter... a three-pound pile of dreams. But I'll tell you what it really is. It is the ultimate battlefield--and, the ultimate weapon. The wars of this modern age--The Psychic Age--are fought somewhere between these damp, curvaceous undulations. From this day forward, you are all psychic soldiers. Paranormal paratroopers! Mental marines who are about to ship out on the adventure of their lives! This (points to the brain diagram) is our beachhead! And this [points to his own head] is your landing craft. You shall engage the enemy in his own mentality--you shall chase his dreams, you shall fight his demons, you shall live his nightmares! And those of you who fight well, you will find yourselves on the path to becoming international secret agents-- in other words... Psychonauts!! The rest of you... will die!
[The camera pulls back, and we see that the Coach is actually lecturing a group of terrified children.]
[b]Dogen Boole:[/b] Wahhhhh!
[b]Agent Sasha Nein:[/b] Oh, Morry.
[b]Agent Milla Vodello:[/b] Children, you are not going to die.
[b]Coach Oleander:[/b] Well, if you're not a Psychonaut you might as well be dead!
[b]Dogen:[/b] [sniffling] They told me this was a summer camp... [/quote]
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