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No other site does this shit, seeing everyone was worth the trip. Felt like seeing family, I love you all. :D
It wasn't in Portland
But, why have 5 (6?) TVs with COD on it, one with single player only, but make the Smash Bros TV get took down?
Besides that, and the amount of random public people, it was amazing.
Short Version: Moar gaem selection plz
And I would've liked to have seen the Smash Bros. Brawl go on a while longer. I loved having real people to play against!
Outside of those small gripes, I give it an 11/10... there was gameplay (Get that camera off the fucking screen!), graphics (epic GTA IV sign!), Rick rolls, Target Terror, EPIC PROJECTOR ROCKBAND, and oh... the sound. GuitarAtomik and CosbyTron FUCKING ROCKED IT! Also, cream... ;) Burling, Nino, and Ron went all out and busted their asses to make this NARP truly, truly EPIC.
For what it's worth, I had a good time. But there are always lessons to be learned about what went right and what could have gone better, especially when this is the first NARP of this scale. If you communicate your thoughts to the organizers, it will help for all the future NARPs that are sure to come.
was schweet, who all did i tell about the "blue motherfucker" hahahaa
Good call MaxVest...any suggestions I'd let our hosts know rather than broadcast here :)
But yeah, it fucking rocked.