Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance Publisher: Konami Developer: Kojima Productions, Platinum Games Platform: Xbox 360, PlayStation 3, Windows, Mac Year: 2013 (JP PS3, NA/EU/AUS PS3/360), 2014 (Windows, Mac)
Soooo my game has been messed up since the patch, sims showering with clothes and having their nude outfit show EA clothes. Not even CC clothes, like I had once before. Nope, base game clothes. So I tried deleting my thumbnail cache and doing the batch fix thing, hoping it would work. It didn’t.
Annnnnd now, just as I was saving something else. I saved over my fucking LEGACY save. That’s right. Saved OVER it. I am so pissed right now. Not only is my game being a little bitch, I am a dumbass and wasn’t paying attention and saved over my Legacy Household.
Now I get to do everything over. Although, why bother? My game is still messed up anyway…….
Prompt 65 - “I have a secret.” filled for @novemberhush , sorry I went a bit dark. Hope you like it.
As soon as he saw Tanner walking toward them, he knew. The shit was about to hit the fan. Harvey had been on a knife’s edge since he took the case.
They’re arguing back and forth now about the case, and all he can think is, why the hell didn’t I stop this. He knew Harvey wasn’t over the panic attacks; he was aware that going up against Tanner always got Brutal and he knew how much Donna’s absence was affecting Harvey. He cursed himself internally.
It’s become personal now, their arguing. Travis mentions Donna, and in an instant, he is in-between them, but he is no match for the dick-swinging contest that is taking place. Of course, Tanner then mentions Harvey’s mum, and even the firm hand against Harvey’s chest and the one-metre gap between them doesn’t help Tanner as Harvey’s fist connects with him, blind rage vibrating out of every pore.
“Harvey, Harvey Stop!” He commands, turning to Tanner and telling him to get out of there.
What We Did On Our Holiday Gifset-My mother used to fall asleep behind the wheel all the time like Doug Mcleod does here with his youngest daughter Jessie steering. Used to scare me half to death because she wasn’t that great of a driver, but I survived every time she did luckily. Actually because she did that constantly on road trips I learned at a really early age how to steer a car which was both scary and fun for me. And, if I woke her up and told her she was sleeping she would always reply, “I wasn’t sleeping, I was just resting my eyes.” Which I then would reply back, “But Mom, you were snoring.”