>Computer, generate a replica of Counselor Deanna Troi, at age 38 after bearing three children. >Computer, now make her 200 feet tall, and generate a medieval landscape around us. >Computer, place her several kilometres away, and load her into a catapult that is powerful enough to launch her into the air. >Computer, make sure the Counselor's legs are spread, and adjust the catapult's trajectory so that Counselor Troi's vegana will collide with my position. >Computer, have Counselor Troi scream passages from the collected works of Adolf Hitler's speeches while she is mid-air, randomize selection. >Computer disengage safety protocols. Submit file 'Barclay Suicide Message' to Captain Picard, Counselor Deanna Troi, and Doctor Beverly Crusher. >Computer, launch.
Why does Star Trek attract the most rancid of neckbeard fetishists on the planet? I feel like throwing up every time they post those two ugly, old ass TNG women in aerobic suits doing stretches. What the fricking hell.
The entirety of MGR is Raiden caving into perceived notions of what others believe him to be, their own ideals and self-destructively regressing back to whatever fake badass persona he used as a coping mechanism. He spends the whole game beating his foes, but becoming a complete b***h and abandoning whatever change or arcs he went through before.
And this is how the entire franchise ends. Following a forced MC through his shitty journey with the actual protagonist dead.
>NOOO U HAVE TO DO BORING SHIT MUH FAMILY MUYH LOVE MUH FRIENDSHIP MUH HAPPY FCKING BULLSHIT >JUST BECOME A WAGESLAVE BRO EAT GOYSLOP IT MAKES U FEEEL HAPPIII HAPPPIIIII >DUDE JUST PRETEND YOU DONT HAVE A MONSTER INSIDE OF YOU THATS READY TO TEAR EVERYTHING APART JUST BECOMING BORING BRO
eeaap... thats a no from me, you keep your boring life, I got my own wars to fight.
>JUST PRETEND YOU DONT HAVE A MONSTER INSIDE OF YOU THATS READY TO TEAR EVERYTHING APART
Raiden should have grown out of his edgy teen phase by now. I think he could settle down.
The funny thing is, people in extreme situation do not endure pain. They literally do not feel it because of shock. >drive my bike to school back in the days >was raining in the night >went through wet grass to get on bike behind my shed >on the downhill road, decide to stand up and go faster >as I'm pushing into the pedals while standing, feel my sneakers slipping from the pedal because they were still wet from walking through grass >slip with my groin into the bike frame >ram handlebar into stomach >flip over bike and slide across the tarmac on my hand and ellbows >come to a halt, limbs and bike frame knotted together >get up calmly, dust myself off, look at my demolished front wheel >some bus driver stops and asks if I need help >tell him no, he drives off >can only think "huh, I guess I could skip school for this" and push my bike home >notice blood dripping from my hands all the way back >go into bathroom, clean my arms, desinfect, put on bandages >sit in front of parents bedroom and wait until they wake up >as I'm waiting, the shock slowly goes way and extreme pain sets in, nearly crying at this point >parents finally wake up and drive me to hospital >multiple fractures, bruises (especially around the groin area) and a lot of skin missing from my hands
it was probably half an hour before I felt anything, and this was just a tiny accident. now imagine how little people feel who go through actual extremes.
>Fell while sprinting around my house and jumping over shit as a kid >Get up and watch my forearm slowly snap back into place after bending in the wrong direction >Mom thinks I'm just trying to get attention until I finally start bawling my eyes out like an hour later >She still says how awful she feels about it over a decade later
Pretty much yeah. >Enforcing "Democracy" in dirtfrickistan >Hop off a short wall while chatting with /the boiz/ >Trip and fall on the landing, shit I must have popped my knee out of place >Huh that's odd I can't get up >What's Private Anon yelling about? I'm fine >Oh wait, everyone is shooting now >Don't really remember a whole lot after that, except that when I came to in the ride back it was enough pain I literally couldn't move or speak. I was apparently responding to people talking to me and even joking about it, but it's just a blur to me now.
And that's how I had a bullet go through my thigh, and it's a fricking miracle it didn't hit bone or a major vein and I was able to walk again unassisted after physical therapy. Though I'm sure I'll need a cane eventually.
Everyone wants to assume they can be the macho man and tough it out, but the fact of the matter is that your brain literally shuts down if it gets too much pain. Besides, a combat cyborg should just be able to turn on the adrenaline pump manually anyways.
Because Raiden is a berserker, and pain awakens his sadism and mercilessness.
With his pain inhibitors on, he's just a cold fighting machine, not really present in the fight at the emotional level. He's just going through the motions.
Once his pain inhibitors are off, he's able to feel the thrill of the fight and go berserk
>computer, disengage safety protocols
>Computer, generate a replica of Counselor Deanna Troi, at age 38 after bearing three children.
>Computer, now make her 200 feet tall, and generate a medieval landscape around us.
>Computer, place her several kilometres away, and load her into a catapult that is powerful enough to launch her into the air.
>Computer, make sure the Counselor's legs are spread, and adjust the catapult's trajectory so that Counselor Troi's vegana will collide with my position.
>Computer, have Counselor Troi scream passages from the collected works of Adolf Hitler's speeches while she is mid-air, randomize selection.
>Computer disengage safety protocols. Submit file 'Barclay Suicide Message' to Captain Picard, Counselor Deanna Troi, and Doctor Beverly Crusher.
>Computer, launch.
Why does Star Trek attract the most rancid of neckbeard fetishists on the planet? I feel like throwing up every time they post those two ugly, old ass TNG women in aerobic suits doing stretches. What the fricking hell.
For the meme
Masochism
He finally admitted to himself that killing people is fun
but what does that have to do with pain inhibitors?
He wants the pain to remind himself he loves the thrill of fighting & killing and not some numb justice bot .
To descend into the world and feel passion again. To prove he's not a machine possessed by ideals.
The entirety of MGR is Raiden caving into perceived notions of what others believe him to be, their own ideals and self-destructively regressing back to whatever fake badass persona he used as a coping mechanism. He spends the whole game beating his foes, but becoming a complete b***h and abandoning whatever change or arcs he went through before.
And this is how the entire franchise ends. Following a forced MC through his shitty journey with the actual protagonist dead.
He could just go back living with his wife and his son, simple as. What else this homie wants? Smh my head...
>NOOO U HAVE TO DO BORING SHIT MUH FAMILY MUYH LOVE MUH FRIENDSHIP MUH HAPPY FCKING BULLSHIT
>JUST BECOME A WAGESLAVE BRO EAT GOYSLOP IT MAKES U FEEEL HAPPIII HAPPPIIIII
>DUDE JUST PRETEND YOU DONT HAVE A MONSTER INSIDE OF YOU THATS READY TO TEAR EVERYTHING APART JUST BECOMING BORING BRO
eeaap... thats a no from me, you keep your boring life, I got my own wars to fight.
>JUST PRETEND YOU DONT HAVE A MONSTER INSIDE OF YOU THATS READY TO TEAR EVERYTHING APART
Raiden should have grown out of his edgy teen phase by now. I think he could settle down.
>the post that broke Ganker
>TURN OFF MY BOOWOMP INHIBITORS!
Anyone who thinks pain makes them "sharper" has never been in severe pain.
t. was actually shot
What is adrenaline?
This
The chemical that makes you not feel pain lmao
The funny thing is, people in extreme situation do not endure pain. They literally do not feel it because of shock.
>drive my bike to school back in the days
>was raining in the night
>went through wet grass to get on bike behind my shed
>on the downhill road, decide to stand up and go faster
>as I'm pushing into the pedals while standing, feel my sneakers slipping from the pedal because they were still wet from walking through grass
>slip with my groin into the bike frame
>ram handlebar into stomach
>flip over bike and slide across the tarmac on my hand and ellbows
>come to a halt, limbs and bike frame knotted together
>get up calmly, dust myself off, look at my demolished front wheel
>some bus driver stops and asks if I need help
>tell him no, he drives off
>can only think "huh, I guess I could skip school for this" and push my bike home
>notice blood dripping from my hands all the way back
>go into bathroom, clean my arms, desinfect, put on bandages
>sit in front of parents bedroom and wait until they wake up
>as I'm waiting, the shock slowly goes way and extreme pain sets in, nearly crying at this point
>parents finally wake up and drive me to hospital
>multiple fractures, bruises (especially around the groin area) and a lot of skin missing from my hands
it was probably half an hour before I felt anything, and this was just a tiny accident. now imagine how little people feel who go through actual extremes.
>Fell while sprinting around my house and jumping over shit as a kid
>Get up and watch my forearm slowly snap back into place after bending in the wrong direction
>Mom thinks I'm just trying to get attention until I finally start bawling my eyes out like an hour later
>She still says how awful she feels about it over a decade later
Your mom sounds alright, say thanks to her sometime.
Pretty much yeah.
>Enforcing "Democracy" in dirtfrickistan
>Hop off a short wall while chatting with /the boiz/
>Trip and fall on the landing, shit I must have popped my knee out of place
>Huh that's odd I can't get up
>What's Private Anon yelling about? I'm fine
>Oh wait, everyone is shooting now
>Don't really remember a whole lot after that, except that when I came to in the ride back it was enough pain I literally couldn't move or speak. I was apparently responding to people talking to me and even joking about it, but it's just a blur to me now.
And that's how I had a bullet go through my thigh, and it's a fricking miracle it didn't hit bone or a major vein and I was able to walk again unassisted after physical therapy. Though I'm sure I'll need a cane eventually.
Everyone wants to assume they can be the macho man and tough it out, but the fact of the matter is that your brain literally shuts down if it gets too much pain. Besides, a combat cyborg should just be able to turn on the adrenaline pump manually anyways.
It does.
t. also been shot
He wanted to take a DOOMP
>who am I kidding... I was born to meme!
>Doktor, turn off my meme inhibitors!
So he could feel the weight of his actions.
for the memes
Because Raiden is a berserker, and pain awakens his sadism and mercilessness.
With his pain inhibitors on, he's just a cold fighting machine, not really present in the fight at the emotional level. He's just going through the motions.
Once his pain inhibitors are off, he's able to feel the thrill of the fight and go berserk
It was time to let 'er rip
To let 'er rip
it was autism