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"What is it, Rick?" I asked upon noticing the abject terror on his face.
 
"W-well, I was waiting for you to come over, and I was g-getting impatient, and decided to play myself, and…and..."
 
His voice trailed off into a whimper. "Just come with me," he said.
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"L-look," he practically squeaked.
 
I took a look. I wasn't exactly sure what the screen normally should've looked like, since I never played the game myself, (chalk that up to parents who weren't exactly the biggest fans of video games not buying them for me as a kid) but what I saw…wasnsaw...wasn't scary at all. It just said "SUPER MARIO BROS" in dark red on an orange rectangle in front of a sky background. "Ok. What's so scary?" I asked.
 
"C-can't you tell?" he fearfully stammered.
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"L-look! Can't you see? The words are all – " he started yelling, then dropped his voice to a frightened whisper. " – red.."
 
"And…And...?"
 
"It's too red! It's almost like blood!" he screamed.
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He whimpered, which I took to be a yes.
 
I took the controller, selected the "one player" option, and was transported to a seemingly innocuous level. Rich seemed to visibly relax. I started moving Mario…Mario...
 
…and...and the background changed to a hellish wasteland. Fires dotted the background, and the sky was black as night.
 
Richard screamed, and I exclaimed, "Cool!"