Lunchmeat Larry posted:

letting the Haze go by
letting the nectar fill me up

Fungah! posted:

My my, hey hey
Everyone remember Haze
Believe that Bungie can't fade away
My my, hey hey

Hey hey, my my
PS3 can never die
I'll pledge all of my soul to Kaz Hirai
Hey hey, my my

Lunchmeat Larry posted:

letting the Haze go by
letting the nectar fill me up

Fungah! posted:

Ernest Hemmingway once wrote, 'Haze is a fine game and worth remembering.' I agree with the second part.

Pablo Nergigante posted:

For sale: Haze disc, never played

Pablo Nergigante posted:

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Haze

Lunchmeat Larry posted:

letting the Haze go by
letting the nectar fill me up

Sub-Actuality posted:

I met a gamer from an antique land
Who said: "Two vast and trunkless PS3s
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered helmet lies, whose frown,
And yellowed eye, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its designer well those passions read
Which yet survive, textured on these lifeless things,
The Promise Hand that mocked them and the Nectar that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
'My name is Haze, game of games:
Look on my works, ye Bungie, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away."

Fungah! posted:

My my, hey hey
Everyone remember Haze
Believe that Bungie can't fade away
My my, hey hey

Hey hey, my my
PS3 can never die
I'll pledge all of my soul to Kaz Hirai
Hey hey, my my

symbolic posted:

symbolic posted:

Pablo Nergigante posted:

A long, long time ago
I can still remember
How Sony used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That KoRn could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But the launch lineup made me shiver
With every Game Informer delivered
Bad news for my preorder
Haze was delayed one more year
I can't remember if I cried
When I bought the Prima guide
But something touched me deep inside
The day Free Radical died

So bye-bye, Mr. Kaz Hirai
Drove my Hyundai to the Best Buy, but the lineup was dry
And GameStop clerks tried to convince me to buy
Singin', "This console costs 599"
"This console costs 599"

Pablo Nergigante posted:

A long, long time ago
I can still remember
How Sony used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That KoRn could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But the launch lineup made me shiver
With every Game Informer delivered
Bad news for my preorder
Haze was delayed one more year
I can't remember if I cried
When I bought the Prima guide
But something touched me deep inside
The day Free Radical died

So bye-bye, Mr. Kaz Hirai
Drove my Hyundai to the Best Buy, but the lineup was dry
And GameStop clerks tried to convince me to buy
Singin', "This console costs 599"
"This console costs 599"

Lunchmeat Larry posted:

An elderly man was sitting alone on a dark path, right? He wasn't certain of which direction to go, and he'd forgotten both where he was traveling to and who he was. He'd sat down for a moment to rest his weary legs, and suddenly looked up to see an elderly woman before him. She grinned toothlessly and with a cackle, spoke: 'Now your third wish. What will it be?'

'Third wish?' The man was baffled. 'How can it be a third wish if I haven't had a first and second wish?'

'You've had two wishes already,' the hag said, 'but your second wish was for me to return everything to the way it was before you had made your first wish. That's why you remember nothing; because everything is the way it was before you made any wishes.' She cackled at the poor berk. 'So it is that you have one wish left.'

'All right,' said the man, 'I don't believe this, but there's no harm in wishing. I wish to remember Haze.'

'Funny,' said the old woman as she granted his wish and disappeared forever. 'That was your first wish.'

Tato posted:

Hauser: Howdy, stranger! This is Hauser. If things have gone wrong, you're playing Haze on Playstation 3. Now, whatever your name is, get ready for the big surprise. You are not you, you're me.

Douglas Quaid: No poo poo

That Little Demon posted:

The Terminator : [impersonating John's voice] Hey Janelle, do you remember Haze?

Janelle Voight : Of course I remember Haze honey.... Where are you?

The Terminator : [hangs up the phone] Your foster parents are dead.

Pablo Nergigante posted:

See you at the party, Nectar

Pablo Nergigante posted:

A long, long time ago
I can still remember
How Sony used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That KoRn could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But the launch lineup made me shiver
With every Game Informer delivered
Bad news for my preorder
Haze was delayed one more year
I can't remember if I cried
When I bought the Prima guide
But something touched me deep inside
The day Free Radical died

So bye-bye, Mr. Kaz Hirai
Drove my Hyundai to the Best Buy, but the lineup was dry
And GameStop clerks tried to convince me to buy
Singin', "This console costs 599"
"This console costs 599"

Pablo Nergigante posted:

A sealed disc copy of Haze appears in my hands seconds before my body dissolves to LCL and my consciousness achieves Instrumentality

That Little Demon posted:

when you remember Haze

That Little Demon posted:

when you remember Haze

Fungah! posted:

The controller is in my hand. It is shaped like a boomerang and impossible to hold. It is plugged into a tiny supercomputer. In twelve seconds time, I drop the controller at my feet, walking away. It’s already lying there, twelve seconds into the future. Ten seconds now. The controller is in my hand. I found it in my basement, next to a forgotten game, twenty-seven hours ago. It’s still there, twenty-seven hours into the past, in its box, in the darkened basement I’m still there, looking at it. The controller is in my hand. I think of Kaz Hirai and the many promises he made. The game boots. Seven seconds now. It’s May, 2008. I’m hitting new game. It’s June, 2006. I’m in California, at the Los Angeles Convention Center. Four seconds, three. I’m tired of playing Haze now. I open my fingers. The controller falls to the ground. I have already forgotten Haze. Someday I will remember.

That Little Demon posted:

when you remember Haze

Fungah! posted:

The controller is in my hand. It is shaped like a boomerang and impossible to hold. It is plugged into a tiny supercomputer. In twelve seconds time, I drop the controller at my feet, walking away. It’s already lying there, twelve seconds into the future. Ten seconds now. The controller is in my hand. I found it in my basement, next to a forgotten game, twenty-seven hours ago. It’s still there, twenty-seven hours into the past, in its box, in the darkened basement I’m still there, looking at it. The controller is in my hand. I think of Kaz Hirai and the many promises he made. The game boots. Seven seconds now. It’s May, 2008. I’m hitting new game. It’s June, 2006. I’m in California, at the Los Angeles Convention Center. Four seconds, three. I’m tired of playing Haze now. I open my fingers. The controller falls to the ground. I have already forgotten Haze. Someday I will remember.

P-Mack posted:

Goldmine.

Smirking_Serpent posted:

Lmao at everything

Fungah! posted:

The controller is in my hand. It is shaped like a boomerang and impossible to hold. It is plugged into a tiny supercomputer. In twelve seconds time, I drop the controller at my feet, walking away. It’s already lying there, twelve seconds into the future. Ten seconds now. The controller is in my hand. I found it in my basement, next to a forgotten game, twenty-seven hours ago. It’s still there, twenty-seven hours into the past, in its box, in the darkened basement I’m still there, looking at it. The controller is in my hand. I think of Kaz Hirai and the many promises he made. The game boots. Seven seconds now. It’s May, 2008. I’m hitting new game. It’s June, 2006. I’m in California, at the Los Angeles Convention Center. Four seconds, three. I’m tired of playing Haze now. I open my fingers. The controller falls to the ground. I have already forgotten Haze. Someday I will remember.

Pablo Nergigante posted:

Pablo Nergigante posted:

Lunchmeat Larry posted:

"You will disappear from this world. Kaz Hirai, Adam Sessler... Everyone in your life will forget you."

"You, and any sign that you ever existed, will be erased."

"In exchange, Master Chief will return to mortal life."

That Little Demon posted:

The Terminator : [impersonating John's voice] Hey Janelle, do you remember Haze?

Janelle Voight : Of course I remember Haze honey.... Where are you?

The Terminator : [hangs up the phone] Your foster parents are dead.