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| Sam Hansen |
RPGFan breaks from level grinds to do some serious puzzle-solving.
09.13.09 - 1:30 PM
"Luke, I am your...wait, no, I'm not your father. Seriously, what am I? Why do your parents allow you to come on adventures with me? Are they aware that you're hanging out with a middle-aged man so much? I mean, it's so irresponsible of them. As long as we're on the subject, are you ever going to reimburse me for all the food I've purchased for you? This is our second game together; puzzle-solving doesn't reap many financial benefits, my dear boy, and my wallet is looking a bit thin as of late. You've been quite the parasite. The game is called Professor Layton, so you don't even really need to be here. Being a burden is all you've been good for, Luke. I'm afraid I must cut the figurative umbilical cord and send you on your merry way, you mooching rapscallion.
Hey! That reminds me of this great puzzle! Care to give it a go?"
