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Герой Days Gone "слишком белый" для журналистов

Sony опустила эмбарго на публикацию мнений о своей грядущей песочнице Days Gone, дав журналистам возможность отработать халявные копии и собрать клики, попутно снова оскорбив белых мужчин за их цвет кожи, как это сделали в IGN и Kotaku.

«Должен признать, что я сначала закатил глаза из-за очередного грубого белого мужчины в качестве протагониста с грубым белым именем Дьякон Сейнт Джон, но в итоге меня затянуло в игру сильней, чем я ожидал», — написал мальчик Джон Райан с IGN.

«Мне очень нравится главный герой, даже не смотря на то, что он грубый белый чувак-байкер», — написал Джейсон Шрейер с Kotaku.

По злой иронии, жестокая природа окрасила кожу обоих слагателей в столь противный им белый цвет. Трудно себе представить душевные муки, через которые ежедневно проходят Джейсон и Джон, живя в своих белых телах.

На безвозвратно деградировавший Kotaku многие уже просто не обращают внимания и просто ходят туда за очередными утечками, но вот IGN общественность еще пытается спасти, накрыв сайт шквалом критики и призывами уволить «белый отброс» и «унтерменша», пишущий статьи и зарабатывающий деньги на рабочем месте, которое можно отдать какому-нибудь черному парню из неблагополучного гетто. 
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“Oh my god! You’ve been gone for months! We were so worried, where in the name of God were you?”

Their Stories

"Hey young man. This is not the closest way to the Bulgewater County. You better choose the west road of the Wisteria Crossroad."
"Oh look at this thick skin. Everybody's waiting for their turn and now you want to get buried in such nice place far far away?
Hey, you better go to my grave plot. It's much closer and so beautifu..."
"I heard your goddamned hometown story for hundreds of times that my ossicles almost worn out, ma'am.
Why don't we just shut up for this painful journey? You can have some talks with the devils after burial."
"Your sister's pelvis was so huge that even three baby skulls could go through the hole."
"That bastard is talking shit again. I heard he was mental and still barking like a dog even after brain fluid dried out."
"My jaw! Where is my jaw! I can't eat without my jaw!"
"His jaw was gone sucking dragon dick."
"This rude boy is ignoring me again! I told you Bulgewater County is not this way..."
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They Talk Too Much

"I told you not to go this way."
"Hey lad. Your fighting stance is awkward as hell."
"Your mama's tit was so huge that her ribs were bent."
"He's so nice as always. Drop me off here."
"We're dead! We're all dead. All because of that stupid gravekeeper!"
"Where is my jaw?"
"When I was young, I found no monsters as ugly as this one."
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They Still Talk

"Amazing, lad! Transforming our remains into spirit form, what a magic!"
"If I didn't know you, i would have thought that you were trying to kill us all! I know this sort of sorcery, and they use this spell to destroy the undeads."
"Your mama's spine is so bent that you can use it in math class as protractor."
"Good to be together as always. It's hard to find nice lad like this fellow these days."
"Where is my jaw? I can't find my jaw!"
"Huh! You call this a magic! Back in my days..."
"Hey young man, do you even hear me?"
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Take Them Please

"Mortal. I ask you to yield one of those heads."
"I can't."
"You cherish life of the deads more than yours? How touching."
"No really. I can't."
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Put Your Hand on My Shoulder

"Hey young lad. You're just passing by that poor giant's body and you call yourself a gravekeeper?"
"Knock it off you bloody dotard."
"Haha! We heard you talking back to our word! Today's a special day!"
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The Protectors

I hear dead people.
And they never fxxking shut up.
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Dead Men Tell A Lot of Tales

"That's a mighty fine necromancy, summoning the dead severed arm!"
"And he didn't raise us from dead with such skill."
"Where is my jaw."
"If we knew he could do that we would've never apologized him."
"I mean, it's pretty absurd to blame us for dragging monster's attention by our chatter. It's monster that cut off his arm, not us."
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Manga Style Necromancy

"Fight with me."
"Wait, we never agreed that."
"I will never forget you."
"I said we never agreed that."
"SOUL CRUSHER."
"You motherf-."
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"Your Move, Old Man."

"Look at that ruddy bastard grabbing old man's head."
"Where is my jaw."
"Back in my days, even rudest of all showed respect to the elders.
Kids these days ignore the aged men and their wisdom.
Back in my days, no one would've allowed this to happen.
The kings had to get off their horse to salute me on the road."
"When yer mom rolled on the pen with the pigs."
"Where is my fxxking jaw, you bloody ruffians."
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Necro-man

Even though the sword is broken dead, I can call its soul back.
Arm is the most basic type of shield.
My revived arm will be a shield.
This is my necromancy.
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Starved Pistol of Diliworth

Starved Pistol of Diliworth.
One of the haunted relics made by infamous weapon inventor Godin Elwiv of Eldrian two centuries ago.
The soul of people who were killed by him is stored inside.
Danger Rank High. Never touch.
P.S. My dear pupil who never ever read nor listen to my words.
I leave this postscript for I thought you would've ignore that warning.
At least don't fire this pistol twice.
The chance of it taking user's soul increases geometrically on the second fire.
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Hellblade

"Old man. Sword."
"Arfwgerraworf"
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You Must Fly

"Damn, I'm terribly sorry lady.
This is what my necromancy do.
Look at my arm. Revived in strange form of my true nature.
I guess your soul looks like a fish, swimming freely in the air.
At least you can fly instead of having normal leg oh what the hell am I talking about. I'm really...
Oh... Uh... I guess you like it.
Thank you."
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One is Gone

My masters, all six of them, told me not to talk to the deads.
The deads never come back to life. That's undeniable truth. The truth that people left behind want to deny so much.
The soul of the dead leaves this world over the curtain of our realm forever.
What we call ghost is just an embodiment of remaining thought, emotion, or memory of the deads.
That's why they cannot talk normally, always want though need nothing, and stick to something obstinately.
It is difficult to remove them peacefully unless you follow certain rules and process originated from the deceased.
The deads are not the ones you knew.
Now I can understand why they taught me that over and over again.
It is obvious how I'll react to the false hallucination of my masters when they pass away.
Под катом еще есть Want u gone.

Make anon great again!

This morning Our Glorious Leader woke up and read some morning newspaper. The headlining news was

"Breaking news! On joyreactor.cc (which is a shitty funny pictures community) some crap happens again and again! One group of users called Karmasosy started a civil war: they fight throwing their droppings at each other. Not only the anonymous section is involved, but also the main "glagna" page! Regular users massively suffer from these attacks of Karmasosy."

So what can I say... These morons Karmasosy and even more dumbass Tsvetnye made anon their personal army. We must stop it. Anon must be free again!

This is why your Glorious Leader propagates the new Great Law: Memorandum on the prohibition of the Karmasosy war. All the posts about it will be banned, all the authors of such posts will be preliminary incarcerated and feed to Leader's angry dogs. The duration of this prohibition is currently unknown. The Moratorium can be canceled when all the madness is gone.

What a shame! Smereka and Valikon tell you "Go and vote against this user!" and you go and vote. Remember: if you downvote a post because you were told, not because it's your personal decision going from the depth of your soul, legal action can be taken against you.

Also remember: if you act like a sheep, then you belong to the herd and no one can be the shepherd but Our Glorious Leader!



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Jolupo, the Shadow

''I staged the dance of the battle I fought alone, the enemy was myself, the stars were my audience, there was no victorious in the vastness of the empty desert...''
''Always distant, the Moon Selini and the night of Erim have watched me since the beginning of the first awakening. throbbed in my mind daydreams that merged past and future into a single reality...''
"Shadow, answer me... Where shall I, wanderer of all ages of time... go?"
''What is the price of deciding not to walk through the fog of fear?''
A is for Axe to cut down trees
B is for Blood upon your knees
VÜv

C is for Crows circling the sky
D is for the Devil when you die
E is for Eyeballs that you can eat
F is for Fangs that make you bleed
G is for Ghosts in the night,alice snow,азбука,horror art,длиннопост
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