F-Zero GX: Chapter 4 Very Hard 1:39:925

  • Length: 2:23
  • Rating: 4.50 (2 ratings)
  • Views: 115
  • Author: Magikrap

Tags: captain  chapter  f-zero  falcon  gx  mode  story 

I love this chapter. It incorporates pretty much every reason why I love this game into one chapter: Awesome music, destroying other cars, and racing to the finish.Note that I've improved my time after recording this. My time as of now is 1:36:025.Also, that was the fastest I've ever killed Michael Chain. o___O Seemingly perfect.

Destroying The Seven

  • Length: 3:31
  • Rating: ( ratings)
  • Views: 15
  • Author: redshagy

Tags: destroying  movie  music  seven  the 

A great little movie preview to my book that will be a movie called Destroying The Seven.

My First Project

  • Length: 3:33
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  • Views: 40
  • Author: comefiesta13

Tags: american  art  consider  dali  dy  goya  Hayden  is  novels  paintings  psycho  recording  salvador  Santiago?  tape  this  Who 

Here is an audio recording that was on Hayden's tape recorder. It is supposedly recorded during the driving scene in chapter 8 while he has the housekeeper in the trunk and the daughter in the passenger seat. Monologue: “My name is Hayden Santiago—” I begin, but the stupid bitch sitting in the passenger seat interrupts me. “Shut the fuck up, bitch!” And I continue to shout into the recorder, “My name is Hayden Santiago—” And I’m interrupted yet again by her senseless screams. “I said shut the fuck up! If you don’t, I’ll stab a hole in your throat and fuck your voice box!” I’m not sure if that’s possible, but apparently she does because she doesn’t speak a word after that. And I persist, “That is who I am, but not what I am. My desire to burn and destroy, rape and pillage anything beautiful is rooted so deep that I no longer see the world as abject, ugly, but rather measure everything along a spectrum—a wavelength of beauty. I am not something tangible—flesh, blood, muscles, tissue, matter. Though I try, I cannot define myself using generic labels—father, son, brother, artist, prophet, martyr. I am not the protagonist. I am not the hero. So what am I? I am defective. I am pure, unfiltered emotion, anthropomorphized. I am total, unabridged control. I am a wicked, wicked orgasm. I am the germs of every human quality. I am the screams between satin sheets that pervade even the thickest of air. I am the desire that festers beneath your gossamer tissue. I am the fire that burns in that hollow mosque you call a soul. I am the cancer that invades the very hub of your existence. I am the very definition of Western decadence. I am the yoke that weighs down your shoulders, carrying buckets of life—life— pain and despair. I am the blood that artistically drips from your wanting, lonely wrists with such malicious intent. I am shade without color. I am salvation without hope. I am death without life. I am pain without purpose. I am here. I am now. I am you. Consider this…dying.”

distroying my house

  • Length: 2:39
  • Rating: 4.00 (4 ratings)
  • Views: 162' favoriteCount='1
  • Author: DIRTYSCOOTERSWORLD

Tags: band  belive  boys  destroying  dirtyscootersworld  disturbed  gangsta  girls  lil  manson  metal  music  scrappy 

just letting off some steam don't get your self twisted on it im just having fun

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