While you were gone night arrived, oh and the alarm is going off again. Looks like I'm going to court again.
And again, and again, and again, and... oh sorry, just making fun of my fondness for the word again..
Well may as well get this over with.
I feel like something's changed, can't quite put my finger on what though.
This guy annoyed me, I don't actually remember what he said. He's an NPC in a MDickie game though, so how could he not be annoying?
Is this supposed to be some sort of insult? Even I can't be bribed that easily.
I can feel my sanity slipping away. I think I'm going to blame him, not entirely sure why.
I let Urist take a victory flex to celebrate yet another death.
For some reason I wanted to sleep until morning. I've completely forgotten why though.
Oh, right, now I remember. I wanted the workroom items to refresh.
Morning arrives and I make my way to the workroom while doing my best to ignore the idiot chasing me.
Knowing this game it's probably just another "good friend".
On the way I stop to read a book, it did not amuse me.
When finally arrive an NPC helpfully points out that I found a sword. Can you guess what I did to him?
That's right, I dismembered him.
Say, did you know that children burn at just the right temperature for optimal s'more making? It's true you know, I tested it last week.
The only hard part is finding a child that won't be missed, to that end I recommend finding some orphans.
Oh right, back to the game, is that some TNT?
Why yes! Urist does have explosives training, thank you for asking!
Now what am I going to do with this? Why something horrific of course, those of you reading this with small children may wish to convert them into s'mores now.
Hey, guess what I ran into right outside, that's right. Yet another fucking dear friend.
Guess who I'm going to test this TNT on?
Yep, I use it on this random guy because the auto aim spazzed out again. I'm not entirely sure that's how you're supposed to use TNT, but I forgot how to throw it.
Ah, yet another fine example of what MDickie considers to be a reasonable response.
Well, I suppose I should do something about that alarm.
Wow, it's a good thing I wanted to be captured, or being grabbed like that the split second the game finished loading would have been really annoying.
Also he still has my gun.
Yay! I win again!
Not going to say much here, but yes, this one legged man who is missing most of his fingers did in fact threaten me.
Clearly there was no way I could let an insult like that go unanswered.
It's getting late so I head to the infirmary where I run into a sick guard who thanks me for killing the crippled guy.
Obviously I can not permit such corruption to continue.
A reversal?!? Oh how could I ever get out of this?
Dumbass.
The next few pictures should stand on their own as a testament to the kind of stupidity I've had to deal with in this damn game.
If you really must hear my thoughts then check the alt text.
I have absolutely no idea how I could ever top that, so I'm ending it all now. As you can see above I've set my day counter to zero.
I need to talk to a warden now, I think I'll chat with our buddy in the cafeteria, this should really make his day.
What.
Just when I think it's over the game smacks me in the face whilst simultaneously flipping me off and stealing my oh so precious sanity.
Well you know what buddy? Vengeance is sweet, now if you'll excuse me I'll just let myself out.
Having my old smg back should make it easier to mow down anybody who gets in my way. I didn't actually have to kill anybody though since they where to busy being remorseful about that warden.
So long suckers.
Cue cheaty win button in 3... 2... 1... punch it.
And now we get to see the fates that befell a handful of the survivors.
Oh look, somebody I don't know died. Although if I did know him he'd be dead anyways.
Wow, the wardens in this game are assholes.
In other words, Urist found him.
I'm guessing MDickie would have a lot of experience with that.
Wait who was this asshole and why should I care? In fact why should I care about any of these people?
That resolve must have come from the obvious case of food poisoning.
Oh look, somebody who survived a run in with me. I wonder how he pulled that off?
That's supposed to be a died at the end there, but MDickie evidently has no idea how to re-size text properly.
Somebody I ran into while testing my texture mockery. I guess he couldn't handle the ever changing nature of his world.
Actually I'm pretty sure people are going to forget about this LP pretty quickly.
And now for the credits.
And they consist entirely of one ego-maniacal little fuck-wit's name.
And there you have it, Hard Time. While it isn't the worst game I've ever played it certainly ranks pretty high. For those who are wondering the worst game I've ever played would be the copy of Super Man 64 that I got for Christmas. Oh what a fun year that was.
And now I'm off to plan my next project.