'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
It is hot as hell here in Pasadena. We've been in the 100 to 110 range for days, and my New England brain can't take it. It's not even a dry heat! I was promised dry heat!
hey, it's 93º here at the coast! And super wet heat at that (well, for CA). At least you got central air. ::whine whine whine whine whine ::
The poor central air can't keep up. It's currently 111 here, and the house is at least 82 even with shades closed and AC on nonstop. But yes, it is a lot better than no AC at all. Of course, leaving the house has been necessary today, every time I walk outside it's like a blast furnace.
It was fanfic. He slashed Bert and Ernie.
Oh, that's kinda awesome.
OK, the 1st two boomers I can take care of, it's once the clock starts. What am I not seeing over them on the other side of the crater? The only thing I see is the objective. But getting to it is a bitch!
Oh. The timer? You're at the part when you have to run from the mansion, aren't you?
Take out one Boomer with a few sniper headshots or the Lancer and then just run for it down whatever side you took out the boomer. Just run. There's no way to shoot everything and get out you just have to scarper!
But! I should mention that you are not at the end of Act 4. You have a massive (and very entertaining) firefight to come.
Oh, that's kinda awesome.
Except for the problem of the volunteer fighting giggles in the back. The gist of the poem is that there are rumors that Bert is being cut from the program. He thinks that wouldn't be too bad, that he could go on Oprah, except that he would miss Ernie's breathing at night, him lying close, and so on.
Ok. I take that back.
WooHooo!!! I did it! And Pete, it is the end of 4. When I ran past the dead boomer, and past the others it cut scene to the whole group at the APC with bug chasing us. Then I got the little medal for finishing 4. I'm now at Desperatin - Special Delivery. And resting until our little frag-fest.
eta: thanks for the tips Pete! :)
Oh yeah, I added the end of Act 3 onto Act 4. Duh. Been awhile since I play it.
Catch you in a few...
hey, it's 93º here at the coast! And super wet heat at that (well, for CA). At least you got central air. ::whine whine whine whine whine ::
I'll call you, and raise you a toddler party. Do I win? Or does the prize still go to the poor, overheated Pasadenans?
I'm on my way to Lakewood in my un-airconditioned car. Luckily there will be AC when I arrive. Except in theatre #2 where it rains when you turn the AC on.