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| + | What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo. |
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| + | What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo. |
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| − | '''The Wilds (Part II)''' is a stage in the [[Subspace Emissary]]. The Wilds can be described as a large desert with several canyons and rock formations. The stage has [[Mario (SSBB)|Mario]], [[Pit (SSBB)|Pit]], [[Yoshi (SSBB)|Yoshi]], [[Link (SSBB)|Link]], and [[Kirby (SSBB)|Kirby]] chasing the [[Ancient Minister]]. Though a [[Subspace Bomb]] detonates, you can still play the stage, which is only partially engulfed. None of the playable characters are affected. |
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| − | In the pre-level cutscene, the Ancient Minister is seen gazing at the pocket of Subspace caused by [[Galleom]]'s self-destruction. The Minister averts his gaze, sorrowful at the sacrifices of his fellow R.O.B.s needed to detonate the Subspace Bombs. Pit then shoots an arrow at the Minister, who dodges and flees. Mario, Pit, Link, Yoshi, and Kirby give chase. |
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| − | After the level, the Ancient Minister drops a Subspace Bomb on the path, and several R.O.B.s stand guard as the countdown begins. Mario and Pit try to detach the two R.O.B.s detonating the bomb, but are quickly pulled away by two of the guard R.O.B.s. The Ancient Minister hesitantly flies away, and the heroes barely escape the explosion (Mario rides Yoshi while Pit, Link, and Kirby ride a [[Warp Star]]) as the R.O.B.s are sucked into the pocket of Subspace and apparently destroyed. |
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| − | Much like the first ''The Wilds'' level, much of the level involves traversing stretches of desert and climbing rocky cliffs by use of moving platforms. Also, early in the level, the player must traverse a cave in a cliff side, which, oddly enough, has elevators that appear to be used for construction well installed. |
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| − | A common theme in both ''The Wilds'' is wind, which pushes anything standing still and resisting movement upwind. Windy areas often contain spike-covered walls facing the wind so as to push the player into the spikes. Wind becomes more prominent later in each level. |
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| − | *In this level, only ''Step: The Plain'' plays. |
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| − | * At the end of the level a little remix of ''Battlefield'' plays. |
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Revision as of 13:46, 13 December 2017
What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo. What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.