After school Samus was confromted by Ridley who was anticipated. The day had been very long, and he was ready to make up for the porblems he had created. But was Samus?
"Im sorry" Rildye apologized to little effect.
"Its too late for love" Samus deflated his baloon
Ridley was out of his mind. "but... what are ytou talking about?" he disillusioned
Ridley... I'm Cerventes' girlfriend now." Samus shocked the populace
time stood still but kept going for ridley. This was impossible to comprehend. WHAT THE HELL?
"But samus what about" but ridley was cut off because Cerventes came out of the door and dared with debonair.
"Goodbye" Samus ultimated, and Ridley was left alone in the cold. Too old. Too cold.
I revived my blog today, after three years of silence, and during a lot of that time it didn't even exist on the internet.
But two new subdomain creations, one FTP user, two updates of the files to the same host, one deletion of the files from said host, one Wordpress install, one migration and one import process later, Just One Credit is now back on the internet, with a new, shiny look. All five of the posts from 2006 and the one from 2007 are completely restored and even have the correct timestamps from back in the day.
So, what is it, then? It's a blog about shmups, and nothing more. So there's very few of you who might possibly be in the target audience. I'm going to try to keep up posting a little better than I did four years ago, but it's not supposed to be some sort of daily thing.
but bullet hell is what I like the most. Big, sexy bullet patterns.
I'm completely unable to play those, the fact that your hit box is a pixel in the middle of your ship and not actually the ship breaks my brain. I can understand it being smaller than the ship, but I can't get past the OH GOD THERE'S NO ROOM TO DODGE! when I see a bunch of one pixel gaps in the mass of distracting bullets. My brain just refuses.