"Nuts to this", screamed Robert - his |
normally Hyper Good Samaratain (HGS)
surface personality disolving into a pool
of dull-red hatred surmounted by white-hot
ball of rage. "My faith in you has finally
killed me!" And it was true, at that very
moment his heart stopped beating and his
brain, throbbing with anger and disgust,
took over. He vomited all of the
wholesomeness he could fit through his
mouth in one fiften (15) second cataclysmic
eruption leaving naught but revulsion and
despair behind. Though possessing a
powerful build (being constructed mainly of
horseflesh and pigiron), his bones seemed
weak in comparison to his newfound desire
to kill. And kill he would, scores of dead
would pile up beneath his feet. And he
would say, "...It was a case of post-mortem
I would like to thank my family and friends |
for all the support they have given me. I'd
also like to thank all my coworkers at
Bungie ((OMEGA)(mu)(SIGMA)®"oe(DELTA)øø(DELTA)) for making this the
coolest company to play at!
"If you enjoy what you do for a living,
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Anyway, there are a number of people who I
But all that stuff is boring. What I really
"The earth is the only planet in the solar
Vidding rules. I can't wait to kick all
"Gee, and I still didn't have to make a level..." Here's to cooperative net play, terminals, and Vulcan2. Heh. Thanks to all those folks that put up with me while I was working on this. Especially Nicole for understanding the long hours and summers in Chicago. Now I just have to graduate in December... Thanks to the Gang (Jake, John, Pagan, Adam, and Mike) for keeping me sane. And of course, thanks to my parents for understanding when their son goes off into the Code Mines of Moria for months while working on Marathon & Marathon 2. We Rule. -Ryan
A wise Nar once said "A Nebulon under the |
foot is worth two behind a plasma cannon,"
but the Nar are still waiting for their
mythical savior with green pee to fly their
coal-powered interstellar battlewagons to
glory against the Nebulons. Those are
Nebulons under Tfear's feet, by the way.
Seems nobody likes the Nebulons.
If I ever texture-map another axis-aligned
The Nar, who speak entirely in metaphor,
JasonSunday, November 5, 1995
Some people don't realize that I provided |
not only the voices and screams for the
Bobs, but also modeled for the artists as
they were working on the assimilated ones.
Like them, I have two toes, red eyes,
snaggle teeth and no genitals.
I was a little shy about it at first (you
So next time you're at a convention with
Peace, found as a solitary runner on a|
straight, long path. Living the pain, not
waiting for it to pass. Living the pain;
feeling it, accepting it, using it.
Control, over self, thought, action. Doing
Peace with family found as an individual.