Baley

But seeing how you're not a Gazebos(!) you trip and end up DEAD DEAD DEAD. .... He readies himself, steadfast and brazen, wandering, mind wobbling, considering the possibilities, testing his own nature one last time before... Ready. The moment whitewashes all regret, all anguish. Spouting inanities and statistics, his brain grinds to a halt. It is useless. Only drowning himself further. His chosen path slithers away awkwardly, almost lumbering... he knows what must me done. There is no need to overanalyze; all that remains is a whiff as the world departs, frolicking away. And then: Baley busts a rhyme doing acid damage to your mind. MASSIVE CRITICALS!

Between taking care of his children AND Bumping Dr. Dre AND taking drugs!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tw8d2X8Hb5U&

Shut you grubby mouth!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VbLqS0lmEgc

I'm glad you asked, Julian. It's not often that I get a chance to share my experiences with someone from the outside world for more than a half-thought sentence blurted over a telephone wire... it's so strange; it gets so stultifying after a while, the same old nuisances repeating themselves endlessly, anew yet wizened, as if everything has happened before and everything shall happen again... it rattles a man, daunts his very soul till all that remains are nerves stretched tenuously and sickly... yet, here I remain... here we remain, because, you know, deep down... hope thrives in our hearts, we know we are making a difference, together... we are changing the world. One day at a time.

As a soldier serving in Iraq, I have to ask, Yuusha: what are you doing YOU to ensure OUR freedom?

I'm not 100% sure, but I think you have to kill Bates during the second Appleby quest (when you infiltrate his mansion). Afterwards this guy shows up somewhere around Tarant offering to sell you the estate.

Will the in-game romances ease my freakishly meager existence with their zany - or conversely: contentious - dialogue and quirky, yet appealingly realistic - and, dare I say, deep (!) -, personae?

We'll always have Last Action Hero.

The Dodecahedron - a journal of sorts locked inside a, well, uh, a dodecahedron by your paranoid incarnation (the one who spiced up your tomb); you'll need it, I believe, to get your legacy from the ghost chick's father (the advocate)... now this all connects to the find Ravel quest, and, thus, the main quest. To be perfectly honest, I don't know if there's an alternate way of getting your receipt, but that's how I handled it. (Looks like I should've explored the Brothel more assiduously. Damn.)

Where'd you print that second screen?

Nice receding hairline! The Birthday Party - Mutiny In Heaven. (Now listen to that.)

The real Che was nowhere near as handsome as Gael Garcia Bernal. His beard was icky and unkempt; he had no feel for fashion. (Don't let the liberal media swindle you, k.)

I've been listening to Flat Earth Society by Bad Religion for, like, 40 minutes.

Religious freedoms aren't what they were, apparently.

Let's see: Gosford Park, The Spy Who Came in from the Cold, The Hustler, eXistenZ, Rules of Attraction, the first half of Dynamite Warrior, Zodiac, Kingdom of Heaven (Director's Cut), Outlaw, Four Brothers, and

Haiku d'Etat - Wants vs. Needs.

... I don't know.

You know, I never wholly believed the peg-boy rumors before seeing Final Fantasy Jones over there. Pirate, by the way. 6268.

Books of Blood was hilarious; I remember it - well, one of the stories - had an actress coming back from the grave to give this guy a hummer... for all eternity. (Yeah, talk about commitment.) Obviously, he uses a completely ludicrous - and rubbish, naturally - euphemism for the act itself. Pumping, perhaps, I can't really recall. Undying was the one where you had that magical rock thing for a weapon?

3.8|no mods; I thought about trying the True(!) Patch, but even though some of Wesp's choices are highly suspect, he at least doesn't write new dialogue. Don't you just hate it when villains brazenly cheat? : (