Forlorn Drifter wrote:
I forsee it... the second great console crash. The world is sad and dying. Microsoft and Sony completely lose their gaming divisions, destroying any chance they had of money in that area. Darkness invades, and the market plunges. Gamers everywhere flock to PC, with others sadly going to their past relationships with older consoles in hopes of gaining renewed love. Then, there is a light. It is bright, beautiful, and strongly white. An old sound harkens. The people alight in awe. Then the two come. The first, older, more hunched, and well experienced in his ways, he cast forward his staff, easily moving the crowd of saddened gamers in front of him. Trailing, in blue and white, comes a womanly figure. Beautiful, with a delightful charm, she skips ahead. They both seem familiar to the gamers. The two both produce boxes from the insides of their coats. They open them. The old man produces a simple item, a small, red hat, with an M embroidered on the front. The girl then produces her own item, nothing but a small, blue swirl with a two underneath. The gamers mutter, shouts of dissent and disbelief traveling through them. Then one stands. Red headed, with glasses and wide shoulders, he shouts.
"AHOO! AHOO! AHOO! They have returned!!!!"
(*read AHOO as the shout from 300)
As unlikely as it is, the thought of a Dreamcast 2 excites me in embarrassing ways...lmfao