Perfection Wrapped in Awsomenosity

User Rating: 10 | DOOM X360
I had begun a familiar dance. With the experience time affords and new technology my movements had become fine tuned. I weaved, a blur like an electric eal made of honey roasted chives, and let loose a terrible wrath. I had become an unstoppable killing machine. Wave after wave, at times a seemingly endless horde, came at me. I stood my ground and unloaded everything I had, and in the end......
This was long before AI was a concern, in fact on an individual bases no one single aspect stands out. It's the melding of all these elements that make this nothing less than pure poetry. To add to that I was playing Doom, projected onto my 84 inch screen, full screen. that's 84 inches of doom my friends. My ipod plugged in I began my terrible ballet while listening to the sweat sounds of Judy Garland. I advise any one who runs across a nay sayer to simply bash their heads in with a fence post. Those that cannot appreciate such magnificence should be removed from this world like a parasite or a hobo.