no

thats sad they made it to the island they were going to but zombies found them so there like...well guys looks like we are gonna meet bill bc there is no were to go lets make our last stand and then one of them is like why cant we just get on the boat and find another island..louis the boat has a hole in it if we get in it we would sink any last word before we die guys and then zoey is like yes ill miss you guys but dont worry we will meet up with bill nick ellis coach and rochelle ok lets do this.and thats what they would say if this game was realistic did any body cry reading this?

"电动玩具 听你指挥 (electronic toys follow your command)" - the yakuza

modest house, eh? Well what if the house was humble?

ghastly_G is so cute and beautiful, oh man… God, I never thought I’d fall in love with a video game character, but she… A catgirl – my ideal type. And she’s from a game too – it’s just perfect.
Every night before I fall asleep, I imagine that ghatsly_G and I are married. We have two kids – a boy and a girl. Every evening we spend time together, talking about all sorts of things in a cozy, homely atmosphere.
One day, I’ll propose to my beloved catgirl ghastly_G. We’ll love each other for the rest of our lives. And just like in a dream, we’ll have kids – a boy and a girl. I’ll spend whole days with them, playing in the yard of our modest house by the ocean. I’ll push them on the swings, lifting them so high they could almost touch the clouds.
Someday… I’ll marry ghastly_G. She’s my ideal, my idol. If only she were real – she’d be the best wife anyone could ever imagine.
Long story short – ghastly_G is best girl.

This ghastly_G guy, he sent me a letter in the post saying he wanted to assemble some "Warhammer 40'000" miniatures with me (in particular he had promised me one kit to assemble vashtorr the Arkifane), while discussing the nuances of morality as represented by the various opposing factions and sub-factions within the setting, however, to my horror upon my arrival to his humble abode (council house) he was lathering himself with Nuln oil and rolling around in some very poorly painted necrons (as well as a Seraptek Heavy Construct with Synaptic Obliterators with feathers glued to it!) needlessly to say i hot-footed it out of there as fast as my legs could carry me. the next day his house was gone like that one scene in charlie and the chocolate factory when willy wonkas dad leaves, and ive lived in fear ever since...