Do not doubt the powers of the RRPG. It’ll suck you in with 150 hours of playtime and stat building where you get to constantly improve your abilities, like to do a jumping splits while tending bar.
As for the bunker, holy freaking crap. That’s too awesome. I’m imagining Return to Castle Wolfenstein reading that. You know, I almost wish I was living in Europe so I could say I might have a WW2 bunker in my garden. Well, not that the house I’m looking at has a lot of any speakable size or anything, but you never know, maybe there’s some artifacts of the valley, like, uh, I dunno, the lost grave of the first Queen Annapolisa.
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jason.pickles
June 21, 2008 at 12:23 am CDT (UTC -5) Link to this comment
an 8-bit RickRoll playing game…. lol
jason.pickles
June 21, 2008 at 12:49 am CDT (UTC -5) Link to this comment
PS
Here’s something that might peak your curiosity.
http://gardenbunker.blogspot.com/
jthibeault
June 21, 2008 at 9:57 pm CDT (UTC -5) Link to this comment
Do not doubt the powers of the RRPG. It’ll suck you in with 150 hours of playtime and stat building where you get to constantly improve your abilities, like to do a jumping splits while tending bar.
As for the bunker, holy freaking crap. That’s too awesome. I’m imagining Return to Castle Wolfenstein reading that. You know, I almost wish I was living in Europe so I could say I might have a WW2 bunker in my garden. Well, not that the house I’m looking at has a lot of any speakable size or anything, but you never know, maybe there’s some artifacts of the valley, like, uh, I dunno, the lost grave of the first Queen Annapolisa.