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apparently i didnt have any of those peoples numbers because nobody I called was there.
Hey yo it’s been a while, so it’s time for me to quiz you cats about lingo again!
On a stream, somebody watched Akihiko DP into super, and commented that they would have rather he go into his install super instead. What do they mean, install super? I remember when I was messing about with Tsubaki in BB, the term ‘install’ usually came up in reference to her mugen, where she could spend all her meter and activate ex specials for as long as the meter lasted.
Does ‘install’ just refer to any kind of super where the character goes into awesome-mode, eg orgia mode for Aeigis, or Yosuke’s speed boost or chie’s thing that makes her glow? Or does it have specific connotations eg upgrade specials to EX, free of charge?
It’s reference to Sol Badguy’s Dragon Install in Guilty Gear which put him into a powered up state.
Okay. I’ve looked at a little bit of guilty gear but not Sol Badguy, so that was a reference that went over my head. Thanks for clearing it up!
It does generally mean what you think it does tho. Any super that puts the character in a buffed up state .
:eek: And I need you now tonight
and I need you more than ever
And if you only hold me tight
We’ll be holding on forever
And we’ll only be making it right
’cause we’ll never be wrong…together
we can take it to the end of the line
Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time
I don’t know what to do and I’m always in the dark
We’re living in a powder keg and giving off sparks
I really need you tonight
forever’s gonna start tonight
Forever’s gonna start toniiiiiiiiiiight
That’s really sweet, but I already have a girlfriend! Maybe we can hang out tomorrow though? I want to try out some of my yukiko tech to see if it works on things that aren’t practice dummies.
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The story of a lifetime. . .Be Prepared.
10/08/2012.
Yannick.
Grifter.
Rorec.
GarbageBear.
. . .Boston.
COMBO GOVERNMENT: ARE YOU OK!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!
Coming Columbus Day 2012 to a thread near you.
This thread has changed names three times since the last time I refreshed it. Control your shenanigans.
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oh shit, this is the weekend you guys are going to boston? I forgot! Have a good time and make me proud!
COMBO GOVERNMENT: WELCOME TO THE FATNESS**.**
Anecdotes for Boston.
1. $100.00 Steak
Place was called Mooo, somewhere in fancytown Boston. We were dressed for slaughter, the four of us. Place was called Mooo, somewhere by the park; 2 Asians, 1 Black, 1 Arab. Place had a $100.00 steak, I came to Boston for this steak. Place had a dress code, saw a guy in a hoodie on the way to our table, dress code not enforced. Didn’t matter though, we were dressed for meats. Sat down at the table, stared at the wall. Place was called Mooo and it had giant poster/photographs of barnyard animal faces, I stared into their cold, dead eyes and thought to myself “That should be the menu.”
$100.00 USDA.
2. Ice Cream Coma
We were at a CVS. I was talking with Rorec about gummie candies. Couldn’t figure out what to get, wandered over to the fridge, found Yannick and Grifter by the ice cream. Decided I needed something cold, got chocolate peanut butter. Walked over to the register to pay, old woman with thick Boston accent, obviously frustrated. She checks me out while eying and complaining about her coworker who won’t shut up. Asked me for CVS card, didn’t have it. Rorec throws his card down, I thank him. Guy gets 4.00 off on his junk food, win-win.
3. Nothing Moves You.
Drunk on ice cream and scotch, Grifter suggests we play X-Men. Rorec had it downloaded on Grifter’s say-so, miscommunication abound. The living room was a mass of plastic, circuitry, and wiring. Yannick downing his pint of strawberry cheesecake ice cream, myself going in on the scotch, post-ice cream. I get handed a stick, I pick Nightcrawler, I abuse his special ability, I die over and over again. Grifter gives us advice, I don’t listen, I pick Colossus, I explode his skin. We fight the redneck half-tanks. Yannick breaks down. The game descends into incomprehensible madness. Xavier’s team is horrible. Cyclops is a dick.
4. Old-World Grease
I look over the Mooo menu. Guy comes over to pour us water, seems like an average person, place is dark, I think he’s our waiter, he’s not. Our actual waiter comes over: Italian, off the boat Italian. I stare at his thick, curly, greasy hair as he talks. He moves his hands a lot, I stare at his bracelet, in the dark it looks like cast iron. It looks like a melted down skillet. I ordered the wine. Guy explains stuff to us, we ask about the sides. We dodge many bullets, Yannick asks for his steak well-done, guy stares at him unconvinced, Yannick stares him down. Place was called Mooo and I was there for that $100.00 steak. Australian Kobe Beef. Our food comes as the wine warms up. Grifter asks guy to take our picture, says he’ll try. Does it. His iron skillet bracelet must’ve been too heavy, the picture is horrible.
Those Guys.
5. Bullshit Unleash
We arrive in Boston late Friday night, few places still open. We meet up with Rorec, drop our stuff off, move on to Max Brenner’s, wasn’t sure what to expect. Place was a distorted wonderland of neo-dessert. We were exhausted. Grifter was subtly trolling Rorec. Yannick was uncomfortable. I just wanted some food, food didn’t look that good, went for the chocolate. Opened the sweets menu, read through owner’s story. Guy claims to have fully-unleashed chocolate from it’s shackles, guy had ego, I was hungry, I ordered the closest thing I could to a fondant. America needs to learn how to do actual fondant.
Unshackled.
6. Brazil Meatfest
Saturday morning we wake up hungry. Grifter spent a day and a half talking about Brazilian meats. There is a Brazilian BBQ/Buffet nearby, we decide on meat for breakfast. We walk in, place is quaint, buffet is by the pound, Brazilian woman greets us in English and asks us to sit anywhere. We do. We look over the menu and all decide on the buffet. We get up and go through it all. I go up to weigh my plate. Greeting woman looks at my brown skin and starts talking to me in [S]Brazilian[/S] Portuguese, I smile and shake my head, she switches to English.
BBBQ.
***7. *Those [S]Fightman[/S] Games
We played everything. DoA, Tekken, P4, VF. I missed VF. Rorec didn’t download it for his 360, but Grifter had it on his USB. I pick Jacky Bryant, Rorec picks El Blaze, I win the first matches. Grifter sits by Rorec and starts passing him troll advice. It gets harder for me to beat him. I hate El Blaze. Weekend was dominated by P4. Rorec and Grifter leveled up. I wanted to punch Luigi in the face. Also, lava tentacle monsters. TABLEFLIP.
8. Sundaze
We got in the car with Rorec and his wife. We went to a Chinese restaurant. I ask for coffee, guy laughs at my face. The food is ordered. It was the best Chinese food I’ve ever had. There was some misunderstanding about the green beans. Rorec’s wife was in there with the correction. Good woman. We argue about payment, we agree to go and get bubble tea. Enter Chinese market/food court. Not sure how to order. Grifter helps me out, Bubble tea success. It was gray, we were relaxed, but tired. We go back to Rorec’s place. We watch some Terry Bogard movies. We leave.
No Caffeine.
Boston Gray.
Rorec.
Rorec’s wife.
Grifter.
Yannick.
GarbageBear.
Boston Food Club brought to you by DJ Footsies.
Cheers.
Rorec: Thanks again for having us and thanks to your wife for dealing with us. Cheers to the both of you.
Look at this scrub, not knowing what language they speak in brazil.
Other than your cultural insensitivity, sounds like it was a good time!
:eek: Max Brenner’s was very suffocating for me. It felt like I was behind enemy lines, as if I were one of them.
The gravy boat cup felt like sneaking into that exclusive basement club and then not knowing the password when you knock on the giant door to get in.
X-Men was entirely too surreal. I was in pain the entire time and I’m so glad nobody turned to see my face drenched in sweat and tears. When Gary shouts, “Oh noez~! Hyper Sentinel Force!” and retarded midgets on tanks with AK-47s start pouring out of a giant Sentinel as if it were a Mexican clown car, even something as simple as holding the controller becomes a chore. I was done.
I think the waiter at the Chinese restaurant refused to take what either Wasim or I had to say at our word after Wasim tried to order coffee. Apparently, we needed forks and from there, we could have possibly needed french fries put on top of our Asian Garbage Plates™.
I am so glad I knew where to stop with the waiter at Mooo. It’s been a long time since I’ve been to a fancy place and I had to remind myself halfway through that the service can reflect the attitude of the customer, so thankfully I was able to get my enjoyment subtly. I kind of wish we had paid for the incorrect bill he brought us the first time; it was a little cheaper than our actual bill! Of course, he looked more worried when I asked for my steak well done than when we told him that we were being charged for food we didn’t order. Go figure, LOL.
Overall: 9/10. Would go again. Thank you Shi for having us and please give your wife our thanks for putting up with us.
P.S. - Psssst! Change it to “Portuguese”!
P.P.S. - Psssst! Don’t forget spoiler tags for photos!
Wasim , best story teller ever lol.
10/10 would read again.
And man, $100 for those tiny pieces of steak. It better of tasted like an orgasm in your mouth for that money lol.
Feeling a breeze at the office today. That Boston wind.
Folks are starting to understand the post-Omegathon shirt. Trip is ruled a success:
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Brazilian plate makes me wish I was there right now.
Ultimately, it was us who were trolled, by our Euro-waiter. That picture makes me so happy every time I see it.