|
So, I finally got Deus Ex...
|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| So, first stage. This guy Paul gives me ten bullets and tells me to eradicate Al Qaida by myself. I'm all, w00t! | |
 | |  |
|
 |
| | |
| I love this game so much. | |
| | |
|
|
|
|
If Bush really does win in two weeks...
|
|
|
|
| | |
| So I crouch and peer around the wall, sniper four soldiers, sneak past a mech, this soldier walks RIGHT by me, I equip my stun-stick AND... | |
| | |
|
|
| | |
| Like when you go into the woman's bathroom, and this woman in there is all like 'WTF GET OUT' and then for the rest of the game she's pissed at you. | |
| | |
|
|
|
|
I hope they don't draft me. For THEIR sake.
|
|
|
|
| | |
| ...then he asks me if I want to buy more bullets. Turns out, I've massacred half my own base. | |
| | |
|
 |
| | |
| This game has, like, PMS in it. Major realism. BTW, where the HELL are we?! | |
| | |
|
|
|
