Single Status Update
Let me ask you something. What does it matter if you send me back to Sonic Retro if it doesn't matter to me? I've proven my point. Iizuka's been driven mad. I've demonstrated that there's no difference between me and everyone else. All it takes is one bad game. That's how far the world is from where I am. One bad game. You had a bad game once, am I right? Oh I know I am. I can tell. You had a bad game and everything changed. Dressing up like a running rat doesn't hide it; it screams it. You had a bad game and it drove you as insane as everyone else and you won't admit it. You have to keep pretending that Sonic games make sense; that there's some point to all this struggling! You make me want to puke! I mean, what is it with you? What made you what you are? Main character turning into a Werehog maybe? Cash cow using profanity and guns? Something like that, I know! Because something like that happened to me. Sometimes I remember it one way, sometimes another. If I'm going to have an unpopular opinion, I prefer it to be multiple choice.