TN THREAD - Dateline: How to catch a Oni

[Storyteller]

Money matches now being accepted in Tetris 2.

[KinetiK]

Money matches now being accepted in Tetris 2.

What about Tetris Attack?

$20, lets go

[Tin_Tin]

I wish we can play some offline Jas. I’m waaaay better than online

[Tin_Tin]

Oh, and good game earlier Jford.

[Bigopinion]

Imagine four balls on the edge of a cliff. Say a direct copy of the ball nearest the cliff is sent to the back of the line of balls and takes the place of the first ball. The formerly first ball becomes the second, the second becomes the third, and the fourth falls off the cliff.

Now imagine a shining golden deity juggling these balls. Its Richard. The quantum ball juggler. Richard gay

[kodee_vu]

Imagine four balls on the edge of a cliff. Say a direct copy of the ball nearest the cliff is sent to the back of the line of balls and takes the place of the first ball. The formerly first ball becomes the second, the second becomes the third, and the fourth falls off the cliff.

Now imagine a shining golden deity juggling these balls. Its Richard. The quantum ball juggler. Richard gay

This went from a “hmm i wonder what he’s getting at” to “Richard is gay”.

I approve. Richard is gay.

[Bigopinion]

confusion is my greatest asset

[Trippfan]

Thanks iQuick. I got my second 360 functioning again after an hour of work on it.

[Storyteller]

Imagine four balls on the edge of a cliff. Say a direct copy of the ball nearest the cliff is sent to the back of the line of balls and takes the place of the first ball. The formerly first ball becomes the second, the second becomes the third, and the fourth falls off the cliff.

Now imagine a shining golden deity juggling these balls. Its Richard. The quantum ball juggler. Richard gay

lolol zyborune clock

[Fenix7728]

GGs today Dimo. I hate Dante so much.

[iQuick]

Thanks iQuick. I got my second 360 functioning again after an hour of work on it.

Fuck, you just reminded me that I have to work on some random black elite that’s sitting in my office. Some dude is waiting for it.

You’re welcome.

[oldschooldimo]

GGs today Dimo. I hate Dante so much.

ggs for sure. hahaha man, dont even get me started on the phoenix. I’m trying out deadpool a bit. Im digging him so far, but I have to put the game on mute, because he’s so damn annoying.

[NeoBlood]

I think that proves that they did the character justice lol.

[FlyMike]

The Heuristic Squelch: Warren G, You Useless, Useless Bastard: A Critical Study

*Hip-hop music, specifically that of the gangsta rap variety, has been woefully under-represented in academic circles. With this study, I would like to begin a new epoch of scholar-ship, a G-Funk Era, if you will, to give the proper critical attention to the artists and philosophers of the LBC. Before you question my street cred-ibility, let me assure “y’all” that I regularly wore my San Francisco Giants cap backwards from early 1994 until the summer of 2002.
The song “Regulate,” by Warren G and Nate Dogg, tells the story of a dramatic night in the LBC. There is sex, there is violence, there is bass, there is treble. Nate Dogg cruises for skirts, guns down rival homies, and beds down trium-phantly at the East Side Motel. Nate emerges the ideal G-Funk man. By contrast, Warren G tries to join a craps game, gets mugged, and is nearly killed. He comes off as completely ineffectual, dependent on Nate for protection, and trick acquisition.

In the first verse, Warren G rides in a car alone, scanning for women. When he attempts to shoot dice with some homies, he is instantly robbed of his rings, watch, and presumably, his dignity. Warren G is jacked impossibly fast, and does absolutely nothing to help himself. His most notable action is rhyming “contemplate” with “homie Nate.”

In the third line, Nate Dogg locates a car entirely full of skirts. By the end of the next verse, Nate Dogg will have so charmed these horny tricks that their vehicle crashes. Nate has laid the founda-tion for an evening of pleasure at the East Side Motel by the time he arrives on the scene and shoots many attempted takers of Warren’s wealth.

Warren G does not do much to facilitate the East Side Motel car-full-of-girls/Dogg and G hookup. Nate Dogg smoothly informs one of the dames of how much he likes her size, and the rest is history. It is notable perhaps that Nate Dogg only acknowledges one particular dame as being “sexy as hell,” so we have no idea the quality of Warren G’s romantic lot. Once again, Nate Dogg commands the action, while the useless Warren G rides along. One almost expects an additional verse where Warren G needs Nate Dogg to tie his shoes and wipe his ass for him as well.

One can only infer that when Nate Dogg has to “regulate,” that means he’s shooting thugs, having various kinds of intercourse with horny sluts, and generally kicking ass. When Warren G has to “regulate,” that means he’s receiving a severe pistol-whipping and getting sloppy seconds from Nate Dogg’s hos. One shudders to think what life is like for Warren when he isn’t regulating.

The toughness and unstoppability of 213 also appears to be purely a function of Nate Dogg’s badness and/or motherfuckerness. Saying that 213 is difficult to step to is sort of like saying that Barry Bonds and Benito Santiago combined to hit 62 home runs last year: it’s true, but somewhat deceptive. Both Dogg and Bonds would be intimidating regardless of their partners. Dogg may as well say “Nate Dogg and Sean Keane have to regulate;” at least I’ve still got my watch. Warren G contributes little to the duo, aside from the questionable interior rhyme of his “Chords/ Strings/ We brings/ Melody” freestyle rap.

The only possible reason I can think of for Warren G to include this tale on his album is to distract rap fans from the song “This DJ,” which contains the immortal lyric, “I hit the gate and I hops on my Schwinn/ And I tell the homie ‘Aight then’” Regardless, Warren G comes off poorly, and in my opinion, does not fully recover until his pro-nut-juggling entreaty at the end of Snoop Dogg’s “Ain’t No Fun.”*

Haters gonna hate. “Regulate” gave Warren Griffin immunity over everything. With the unfortunate death of Nathaniel Hale, better known as Nate Dogg, the track is eternally immortalized, and Griffin’s seat in the low-rider is still warm. So long as he only rides around and doesn’t bother anyone.

[FlyMike]

Btw, Richard I know you copped Hard Corps: Uprising right? It just dropped on PSN but was already on X-Cock’s Live for a bit. Dude… omg the game is GUILTY GEAR CONTRA. I’m loving this shit. I have a reason to turn my ps3 on besides dvds. Plus, if you put in Konami code, first stage gets a remix to the eternal Contra 1 theme. But the music, stages, difficulty, characters, art, controls, replayability and everything, EVERYTHING, is awesome. There’s even a special mode for the pussies where you can buy shit and level up the characters. But I’m sticking to Arcade where men are made. Co-op online isn’t bad either.

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If you don’t have it, your Richardness is revoked until further notice.

GGs to everyone at Hastings. Disclaimer about my mashing and random factor: Don’t try this at home.

[krayzeejl]

What up guys… sitting in the airport in San Francisco flying on the red-eye back to TN… after spending 2 nights at Golfland playing some random scrubs and then some top tournament level players (crackfiend, his roommate, and a Yun player, I didn’t catch their tags) I have to say that I’m THOROUGHLY impressed with the TN players…

I know I’m pretty much an online scrub, but after playing these “top” level players… I have to say that there are probably 5+ guys in Nashville and 2+ in Memphis that could keep up with most any of Norcal’s better players…

They invited me out to a Thursday night session and I was pissed that I booked my flight back so quickly, because supposedly ALL the top Norcal guys come out there - filipinochamp, ricky ortiz, lamerboi, crackfiend, and some others…

I saw the results from Final Round and it just surprises me because I would’ve thought TN would have placed wwwaaayyy higher… I really think its something to do with the “tournament jitters” I was trying to find the local Norcal thread, and noticed that there are SO MANY freakin players up there and they run tournaments multiple times per week… its a conditioning thing where these guys are so used to competitive play, it just becomes an extension of normal play… stress free where they can play at their top level… anyways, I really see why these guys are SO freakin good, because the scene out here is insane… they have large groups that meet and “traveling” constitutes not 2-3 hours of driving, but 20-30 minutes!!!

Anyways,… enough of my rambling… I’m taking a nap before this crappy flight…

[DaRabidDuckie]

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I know exactly what you mean. I came back from Final Round thinking than TN Marvel is STRONG, and I still firmly believe that. Jas and I had a long conversation about it on the way home, and we both think that players from the Memphis and Nashville scenes have what it takes to stand up against EMP and other stables. If I don’t get this sponsorship from Payback Games, I’m entering tournaments from now on as DGA RabidDuck to help get the name out there. I think we got this shit on lock if we keep up at the rate we’re going.

Oh yeah… Jacob, Josh… I just found out we could have mentioned that we all played together regularly and got separated to different brackets at FR. I bet we all would have finished top 16 had we thought to do that. Some of those brackets were a bit weird.

Moving on, ggs tonight to everyone I played. I need to get better at hit confirming off of Arrow Kick assist. There’s so much damage potential off that move, and it annoys me that I missed so many opportunities. Oh well, just gotta get better.

Also, there’s a really good video on the front page (and the news ticker) about post-snapback assist combos that I think everyone needs to see. Here it is for your convenience:

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[Storyteller]

Don’t have it yet Mike, I know, dammit. Going to look into it tomm.

[Bigopinion]

just roll into majors representing your own sponsorship. FYC Bigopinion. FYC Storyteller. FYC Negro Justice. FYC Shawn McCool.

FYC, of course, stands for Fuck Yo Couch. So when people ask “yo who’s your sponsor?” you can say BITCH! FUCK YO COUCH! and high five, like, everybody you’ve ever known, forever. high five my dead great grandmother all day. why? bitch. fuck yo couch. that’s why. and also because she lends me her strength from The Infinite Beyond

seriouspost if and when i’m ready to go to majors, i need to be wheeled around in a coffin on a dolly. when it’s time for me to play, wheel the coffin up and Vlad Glasscock emerges in some silk cape shit and greased up eyebrows. “HAAAAAAAAHHH!” oh fuck. and a silk ski mask? “HAAAAHHH! FUCK YO COUCH!”

and thus begins the legend of glasscock’s brutal, impenetrable yomi…

[Storyteller]

Welp. Post of the decade.

You have officially transcended the level of fake posting, and moved on into a level I like to call “Scott-posting”.

I honestly don’t know if thats a good or a bad thing.

edit: its a good thing uguuu