Recent content by 42forlife

Obviously you don't keep up with comics Yahtzee, and probably for the best. Because recently Batman (Bruce Wayne)has been traveling through time after supposedly dying. And now seems to be getting all the bat people together to form a giant club. If you have a strong urge to feel retarded...

There is a different mindset when it comes to manuals. Back in the day they held the flavor text that couldn't fit in the games. Now we have close to infinite space so the idea of having to read a document in order to play a game is insane. And with Steam and downloadable games I haven't...

Makes me want to try to play through Fallout 1 and 2 again. Spoiled by those damn 3D graphics and dynamic cameria angles (shakesfist).

The people I know who are picking this up are rather the guys who are so brand loyal that Nintendo has literally over the years drained any concept of freshness out through the controller (it was stored in the cartridge), or think that using religious icons as a weapon is amazingly cool and...

Connor stumbles back in, bruised and bloody from the night before. Obviously he had gone out the night before to for some crime fighting that didn't go so well. "Hey, I'm kinda tapped out, ummmm is there a med facility around here? Preferabily with a window facing the sun?"

Walking down Connor finds the house a bit emptier. "Well, I can feel the drama in the room," he said to no one in particular.

Connor hears Rich and mutters a thanks, and heads up to the roof. Facing the sun he sits down, takes off his coat and spreads his arms. The crystals in his chest and arms.

"Sorry, just.... Not a big Punisher fan. I'm sure it seemed justified at the moment, but..... Yeah. Not like.... Yeah." He trailed up, feeling naive. "But I think I still need some air, if you excuse me."

Connor felt his blood freeze in his veins, "Ummm. I think I need some air, charge up a bit." He tries not to look at Dona or Rich, not sure how to react

"You look thirsty", Connor said as he tossed Dona a bottle of water. "And it a weird question forme. Really this whole situation is not what I expected. Course I heard this place was like the Justice League's old base on tv. Ya know, big table, doom monitor, capes. I mean no offense this is...

"Interesting.... And scary really. How much can you manipulate?.... And a demonstration can be skipped." Bringing himself back to the conversation. "hahummm, what do you mean deserving it?"

"Gotcha Garrus, my name is Connor Cuevas. I've only done heroing while part of a strike team, military structure and all. Rubs off on ya after a while. Any case I'm hoping I can balance your team out. Read over team dossiers, you guys seem to be in need of some non lethals." Connor saw Dona...

Connor wanders back in, feeling a bit more composed. He gathers his things, and realized he felt more familar with this new place. As we walked past he greeted Dona, not realizing until later he never met her face to face, much less she dipped into his brain. Walking into the kitchen he heads to...

Connor feeling a bit overwhelmed by all the people starts to move away, but can't help but to look at Simon. His stance reminds him of his trainers while trying to learn his powers. "Well, it's nice to meet you all but I need to excuse myself. Long flight." He says it outloud but not...