My name is Red. My gaming roots consisted of me watching my cousins
play games on the famicom from 9 in the morning til 3. Then I had to
go away to the land of sand where I was trained to be a ninja of the
sand to fight terrorism. My training consisted of the Sega Megadrive
which came prepackaged with AlienStorm, which was once dubbed as
"Showgirls of video games" by the Concelmo. Later on I moved on to
the Playstation. Due to my limited funding and due to game publishers
in the US not caring about Ninjas training in the sand like me,
I resorted to black market alternatives. My great gaming memories
consisted of pirated games which I had plentiful of due to the lack
of giving a damn by the local authorities. All those games kept me
sane in the desert wasteland. I was a prisoner in my own ninja fortress.
Then all my training was for naught when the US military beat me to
my ultimate mission: CAPTURE SADDAM HUSSEIN. But then they discovered
that he was an impostor. Intelligence reports point out that he is where
I am stationed now: TEXAS. My mission continues on.
You have read this, you shall be exterminated.
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don't forget to take over the world while your there
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Godspeed, Robot Warrior
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