Hey, as anti-FFVII I am, I'll admit that, for the time, it looked nice. Sure, I doubt it's anything the PC gamers didn't have their hands on already... But, eh, nowadays, sprites look better than their experimental 3D models.
FFVII wasn't so great. Sure, it looked pretty, but it just started a huge cliche train. You know, man with spiky hair rebels against his past and battles an old friend.
My gosh, at least FFXI has something innovative going for it... Kind of.
Let's just go back to the non-eye-candy days of FFIV... Pleaaase?
Come now, I'm being forced to learn the language (as I said, I do homework in classes I have interest in, and my father is making every attempt to get me into college, something that seems less than desirable to me), and I was more concerned about the message meant as a whole than what the message was made of.
Let's play nice. I think they taught that in kindergarten or somewhere along those lines.
Oh, right, if you're looking for a correction, "contributes" should probably be "attributes."
I'm not from California (complete other coast, actually), but I'm currently undergoing education at the high school level with teachers that certainly enjoy their homework; second semester of French, for example, half of my point value for my grade are devoted to the homework section, spread over three assignments that I adamantly refuse to do. Because of it, I have a forty-seven percent. It took perfect performance on one of my most recent tests to bump that up seven percent, yet I can speak well enough in French with regards to what we've learned thus far. People look to me for help with speaking and writing in the language, yet, like you, I don't do the homework, and I take in the information just as well. The teacher contributes this to, ahem, "not being challenged." C'est tres bete.
It's a shame that teachers can't adapt homework offerings to the student. If it were tried, I'm sure there'd be more than enough whining about how one kid has to rewrite the Periodic Table while another kid just has to name off a few elements. Not only that, but it'd open the doors to racial profiling again.
I will, admittedly, do homework for classes like Chemistry and History, mostly because I enjoy the two subjects. I wouldn't mind French if we could learn in class, rather than at home.
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There's always PC gaming, right?
Amen, my brother.
The dog had a few puzzles for itself, and it was physically superior to the main character. Too bad the dog wasn't the mandatory survivor...
Then again, the main guy could use Alchemy... Aah, how impossible a certain giant snake would have been without Hard Ball and Flash...
Ahhh, this sparks memories of the Crimson Personal Assurance...
Terrors, one and all, I tell ye.
Yeah, I got up this morning, and reopened my GMail tab after accidentally closing the thing...
I actually needed a double-take.
I was like, "Whoaaa."
Oh well, it's better than getting more spam.
Ohhhhh no.
The last time we had a series of tubes, well... I'm sure you know the story.
No, no... Amongst our chief weapons are fear, surprise, and a fanatical devotion to the Pope. And the rack. Can't forget the rack... I bet we did.
Well... I, for one, welcome our new thoroughly sloshed yet constantly wired overlords!
Parrots have recently been discovered to follow this exact same pattern during periods of deprivation from their beloved fjords.
I didn't think vinyl was that old.
Then, why, pray tell, do companies in the game business have writers on their payrolls?
Hey, as anti-FFVII I am, I'll admit that, for the time, it looked nice. Sure, I doubt it's anything the PC gamers didn't have their hands on already... But, eh, nowadays, sprites look better than their experimental 3D models.
Someone that agrees with me.
FFVII wasn't so great. Sure, it looked pretty, but it just started a huge cliche train. You know, man with spiky hair rebels against his past and battles an old friend.
My gosh, at least FFXI has something innovative going for it... Kind of.
Let's just go back to the non-eye-candy days of FFIV... Pleaaase?
"I felt a great disturbance in the Force, as if millions of voices suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced."
Especially one that you can just... Dump stuff on.
Come now, I'm being forced to learn the language (as I said, I do homework in classes I have interest in, and my father is making every attempt to get me into college, something that seems less than desirable to me), and I was more concerned about the message meant as a whole than what the message was made of.
Let's play nice. I think they taught that in kindergarten or somewhere along those lines.
Oh, right, if you're looking for a correction, "contributes" should probably be "attributes."
I'm not from California (complete other coast, actually), but I'm currently undergoing education at the high school level with teachers that certainly enjoy their homework; second semester of French, for example, half of my point value for my grade are devoted to the homework section, spread over three assignments that I adamantly refuse to do. Because of it, I have a forty-seven percent. It took perfect performance on one of my most recent tests to bump that up seven percent, yet I can speak well enough in French with regards to what we've learned thus far. People look to me for help with speaking and writing in the language, yet, like you, I don't do the homework, and I take in the information just as well. The teacher contributes this to, ahem, "not being challenged." C'est tres bete.
It's a shame that teachers can't adapt homework offerings to the student. If it were tried, I'm sure there'd be more than enough whining about how one kid has to rewrite the Periodic Table while another kid just has to name off a few elements. Not only that, but it'd open the doors to racial profiling again.
I will, admittedly, do homework for classes like Chemistry and History, mostly because I enjoy the two subjects. I wouldn't mind French if we could learn in class, rather than at home.
Erm, end rant.
Our new crimson-lunar overlords will be most pleased with your acceptance.
Hello, little sacks of flesh, it is I, Cthulhu, come to grace you with a grand revelation...
I am not an alien, you insensitive clod!
I'm sure you know what else comes in tubes.
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(there, I did it for you)
Not nearly as much as Kasumi.
Nooo! My internets load is too large for a truck!
I thought it only took one demonic invasion...
You know, "fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me."