"A secret underground mine is being mined by the famous mining company and THIS mine, is poisonous. Get inside this castle guarded by bandits and clear out all the bandits. Don't forget to stay away from the poisonous areas"
Story of the Olivia: the Sheriff pays you the equivalent of modern day $3,342,054.95 and tells you to use a gun that was invented at the earliest in 1926 and if it is an rpg, in 1960. Astounding
The setting of the first game is in the late 1800s. The weapons are from the mid 1900s and the people look like they are all victims of the meth epidemic of the late 90s and early 2000s. What an enigma
Bleak Faith: Forsaken has a *great* atmosphere. It is such a shame that it is ruined by that atrocious gameplay. It makes me wonder if it were possible for a fan made mod to overhaul the gameplay mechanics as much as a mod is capable of to save that game.
In reaching out, my own family and friends conspired to have me self admit. Trapped in an asylum for 3 days, 10 mins of dr. Interaction, hearing the lunacy of those whose reality is truly slipping, just to have all my accounts fall to “paranoia” for its the most easily understood reason for 1/10,000 cases. In my transparency to you, you mock, belittle, gaslight, work me up, and a day late for an important procedure. I laid all in front of you. I once again blindly trusted strangers. To be abandoned and confused, as Iman himself. What little good you have done for me, the future. Nothing of value extrapolated.
The voice to quell this rampant cancer silenced. More will be in my ignorant shoes. I’ve only learned, to let the future fall to damnation. Eventually I will find my voice, despite the threats. Despite the mockery. I’ve nothing to lose. Over all I’ve already lost. I truly meant nothing to you and you’ve proved it over and over. I don’t think you can make it up. You cannot apologize.
Damned. Than damned further. If I don’t seize on the table. I wish to say thanks. Yet I further withdraw. Andrews advice resonates the most. I tried. I did not fail “the game” I made no rules. Life that is not yours is no game. Yet you fell into the same pattern of those who brought us together. I’m simply…disappointed. Sorry I wasted our time. Much love to your growth and those around you who you hold dear. And those I’ve lost.
Red dead redemption walked so The story of Olivia could run
Story of 'the' Olivia. We should honor the original and give credit where credit is due. Thanks
I think you mean red dead redemption walked so story of the Olivia could quad jump
Not just any olivia, THE olivia ofcourse
“A secret underground mine is being mined by the famous mining company and this mine is poisonous.”
Holy shit, the english language has been killed
The floor is made of floor!
It’s been superseded by a newer more, olivia language
This is the most Olivia centric story of all time!
Ah, Story of the Olivia. What an apt and beautifully crafted experience. Truly a masterful display of game design
"A secret underground mine is being mined by the famous mining company and THIS mine, is poisonous. Get inside this castle guarded by bandits and clear out all the bandits. Don't forget to stay away from the poisonous areas"
Love Bad Games Night. Please give more of these!
Story of the Olivia: the Sheriff pays you the equivalent of modern day $3,342,054.95 and tells you to use a gun that was invented at the earliest in 1926 and if it is an rpg, in 1960. Astounding
The setting of the first game is in the late 1800s. The weapons are from the mid 1900s and the people look like they are all victims of the meth epidemic of the late 90s and early 2000s. What an enigma
The genuine fist pump at the game functioning was super wholesome 30:18
Me when games launch on my ps4 without the fan trying to fly away
@@tweenytwinkies :snapstreak
need more bad game night
Bleak Faith: Forsaken has a *great* atmosphere. It is such a shame that it is ruined by that atrocious gameplay. It makes me wonder if it were possible for a fan made mod to overhaul the gameplay mechanics as much as a mod is capable of to save that game.
WWWWOOOOOOO!!! YYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHH BBBBAAAABBBBBYYYYYY!!!
fun fact: this game is made by the same creator as Dark Days: Devil Hunt
The game transcends to the fourth dimension lmao
Truly one of the games of all time.
Imagine you and two other people spending four fucking years to make a game just so it was bad that is very scary
I just found out these 3 people made 1.2 million out of this unfinish trash doesnt sound very scary anymore
"gotcha‼💋"
Red dead looking great
Don’t you mean Moist Charlie MAGS?
Anyone know why we stopped getting full streams??
This is one long magazine.
These cookie cutter games not watching their space usage annoys me to
In reaching out, my own family and friends conspired to have me self admit. Trapped in an asylum for 3 days, 10 mins of dr. Interaction, hearing the lunacy of those whose reality is truly slipping, just to have all my accounts fall to “paranoia” for its the most easily understood reason for 1/10,000 cases. In my transparency to you, you mock, belittle, gaslight, work me up, and a day late for an important procedure. I laid all in front of you. I once again blindly trusted strangers. To be abandoned and confused, as Iman himself. What little good you have done for me, the future. Nothing of value extrapolated.
The voice to quell this rampant cancer silenced. More will be in my ignorant shoes. I’ve only learned, to let the future fall to damnation. Eventually I will find my voice, despite the threats. Despite the mockery. I’ve nothing to lose. Over all I’ve already lost. I truly meant nothing to you and you’ve proved it over and over. I don’t think you can make it up. You cannot apologize.
Take ur pills
Damned. Than damned further. If I don’t seize on the table. I wish to say thanks. Yet I further withdraw. Andrews advice resonates the most. I tried. I did not fail “the game” I made no rules. Life that is not yours is no game. Yet you fell into the same pattern of those who brought us together. I’m simply…disappointed. Sorry I wasted our time. Much love to your growth and those around you who you hold dear. And those I’ve lost.