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First update in eight thousand years.
Yesterday was the most epic day ever in the history of ever.
I went to visit Ramapo, it was cool, yadda yadda, nobody cares.
When we got home my dad and I played Mortal Kombat Deception for like three freaking hours. He'd never played before, but he got his share of ass-kicking in. He's a little cheap and I let him get a couple hits in a little bit in the beginning but he started just straight-up beating the crap out of me. I still usually won... but then we played Chess Kombat. For those of you not blessed with having played Chess Kombat, it's where a chess board is set up with your characters and to claim a square that another character is on requires you to fight them, and the winner keeps the square. You can cast spells and stuff and it's got enough strategy involved so that the weaker player can still win if he thinks it through. You set a character to each of the pieces (there are five, it doesn't totally correspond to a real chess game), and we agreed to pick randomly. I got one of the characters I'm worst with as all of my pawns. I was obliterated.
By the time we finished my brother got home and demanded a chess game. Now, my brother kicks ass. He kicks my ass, he kicks the game's ass... the only person whose ass he doesn't kick is Ozzy's because he pauses to look up moves in the middle of the game and has everything memorized for like two characters, and never plays as anyone else (Vin - remind you of someone?). The arena for this particular chess game was the pit, which allows you to knock your opponent off of a platform into a bed of spikes where they are impaled (I'm sure you're all familiar with this from the older games, except in this it can happen at any time, not just as a finishing move). So Paul's beating the hell out of my dad, who kept backing up all the way to the edge. In his dying breath, he accidentally dodged a punch and kicked Paul off the edge and impaled him. It was the most glorious thing I've ever seen.
The game did not continue this way. Paul pretty much plowed everyone down. My dad ended up winning three actual fights. But Paul was cocky. He decided to pit King against King. So my dad assumed his usual position - crouched on the ground, from where he would punch or kick every time Paul got close enough. For the first time in the game, it fucking worked. He won three fights, almost all of his pieces were dead, and he was the victor. It was, like I said, the most epic day ever in the history of ever.
Yesterday was the most epic day ever in the history of ever.
I went to visit Ramapo, it was cool, yadda yadda, nobody cares.
When we got home my dad and I played Mortal Kombat Deception for like three freaking hours. He'd never played before, but he got his share of ass-kicking in. He's a little cheap and I let him get a couple hits in a little bit in the beginning but he started just straight-up beating the crap out of me. I still usually won... but then we played Chess Kombat. For those of you not blessed with having played Chess Kombat, it's where a chess board is set up with your characters and to claim a square that another character is on requires you to fight them, and the winner keeps the square. You can cast spells and stuff and it's got enough strategy involved so that the weaker player can still win if he thinks it through. You set a character to each of the pieces (there are five, it doesn't totally correspond to a real chess game), and we agreed to pick randomly. I got one of the characters I'm worst with as all of my pawns. I was obliterated.
By the time we finished my brother got home and demanded a chess game. Now, my brother kicks ass. He kicks my ass, he kicks the game's ass... the only person whose ass he doesn't kick is Ozzy's because he pauses to look up moves in the middle of the game and has everything memorized for like two characters, and never plays as anyone else (Vin - remind you of someone?). The arena for this particular chess game was the pit, which allows you to knock your opponent off of a platform into a bed of spikes where they are impaled (I'm sure you're all familiar with this from the older games, except in this it can happen at any time, not just as a finishing move). So Paul's beating the hell out of my dad, who kept backing up all the way to the edge. In his dying breath, he accidentally dodged a punch and kicked Paul off the edge and impaled him. It was the most glorious thing I've ever seen.
The game did not continue this way. Paul pretty much plowed everyone down. My dad ended up winning three actual fights. But Paul was cocky. He decided to pit King against King. So my dad assumed his usual position - crouched on the ground, from where he would punch or kick every time Paul got close enough. For the first time in the game, it fucking worked. He won three fights, almost all of his pieces were dead, and he was the victor. It was, like I said, the most epic day ever in the history of ever.