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Don't ask about the icon, I was bored.
My birthday was last week. One of my sister's took me out to a restaurant where we never went before. She heard it was good. Food was good but the service was lousy. Oh well.
After some shopping around, she took me to Game Stop and I got two new games. BioShock and Devil May Cry 4.
Haven't finished DMC yet but...BioShock. My. God. I haven't even heard of it before I saw it in GameStop and I now wonder why.
It's...great. Basically, you play Jack. You crash land in the middle of the ocean. The only thing around is a creepy lighthouse and in it is the entrance to an underwater 'utopia' called Rapture. Set in 1960, it's centered around the mystery of Rapture and it's genetically spliced citizens. You have to find out what happened (not saying).
All I have to say is this:
I am Andrew Ryan and I am here to ask you a question:
Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his own brow?
No, says the man in Washington. It belongs to the poor.
No, says the man in the Vatican. It belongs to God.
No, says the man in Moscow. It belongs to everyone.
I rejected those answers. Instead, I chose something
different. I chose the impossible. I chose...
Rapture.-Andrew Ryan, founder of Rapture
My birthday was last week. One of my sister's took me out to a restaurant where we never went before. She heard it was good. Food was good but the service was lousy. Oh well.
After some shopping around, she took me to Game Stop and I got two new games. BioShock and Devil May Cry 4.
Haven't finished DMC yet but...BioShock. My. God. I haven't even heard of it before I saw it in GameStop and I now wonder why.
It's...great. Basically, you play Jack. You crash land in the middle of the ocean. The only thing around is a creepy lighthouse and in it is the entrance to an underwater 'utopia' called Rapture. Set in 1960, it's centered around the mystery of Rapture and it's genetically spliced citizens. You have to find out what happened (not saying).
All I have to say is this:
I am Andrew Ryan and I am here to ask you a question:
Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his own brow?
No, says the man in Washington. It belongs to the poor.
No, says the man in the Vatican. It belongs to God.
No, says the man in Moscow. It belongs to everyone.
I rejected those answers. Instead, I chose something
different. I chose the impossible. I chose...
Rapture.-Andrew Ryan, founder of Rapture