-sigh- truth is a testicle-chinned ball sucking liar who bullshits his way through halo 2 and 3 and then gets his insides forcibly rearranged by arbiter, but not before killing miranda keyes and almost destroying everyone in a futile and insane quest for powerand the brutes are stupid fuzzy monkey men who hate everyone and betray the elites, and then get their fat hairy asses falcon-punched back to whatever shithole they spawned from, which is then pulverized into dust and then eaten by master chief who shits it all over truth's grave basically
also, this is from the game of transformers where starscream goes against megatron and your character, 'Create-A-Bot', takes his place as second in command, right
this is the ending of the game:
'Arriving in the Casino Strip, Megatron found Create-A-Bot damaged and Starscream flying away. Giving chase, he attacked his traitorous second-in-command, nearly destroying him despite his awesome AllSpark driven powers. Starscream used his last breath to insult Megatron before being killed by the tyrant. Returning to Create-A-Bot's side, Megatron took a moment to call him a weakling and a failure, completely forgetting about the fact that Create-A-Bot had saved him, led him to Starscream, destroyed the Autobots, and served him more loyally than most of his other followers. Taking a moment to let this sink in, Megatron went on to tell him that the weak are made to serve the strong, then ripped the young Decepticon apart and ate his Spark'
and the complication being-eth that my computer located in my room of bed has inferior graphics capabilities since it was constructed from poultry scrap and assorted titbits
i therefore deemed it a wise decision to wait until the anniversary of my birth, upon which a better graphics card will be bestowed upon me by my parents, until i endeavour to install any pc games at all
and as for skype, well, most others simply use facebook now
however i will get it if thou insists
but i implore that you renew your efforts to reclaim a television immidietly, the lord jorge waits for no one, brother, not even you...