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WHAT IS IT? The object/time management ADVENTURE game. How to play is below. I believe this is a new GENRE, if I am not right, tell me, I will write that this is old.
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WHO IS IT FROM?
Vasily Zotov, an unknown AMERICAN now author, author of commercially
unsuccessful Quite Soulless. Out of those most patriotic ones.
Article title: Level 6 - Interviewing the journalist - Faster than time This was my second game, I may work now on another title or will work for sound only in this very game, anyway there would be no works in graphics here anymore and about now I will be agressively looking for publisher, and before all that will start to be happening I wanted to address these words. Finalizing... Interviewing the journalist - by the way there were a couple of sentences, removed from all the amount of comments I provided for (thank those magazines and journalists, they expanded the pool of downloads from my site) TIGsource interview, which was addressed later from the 'Rock, paper, shotgun...', I will cite one: Journalist: >> I don't think giving you my name would be particularly helpful for the "doctors",... I'll send you the link... Me: >> I saw I never named doctors, I would love to share with those names: Doctor Bitar, Doctor Louria, Doctor Quiroga, Doctor Wolman. Great, don't forget to send the link and name somewhere doctor Wolman, I wanted to put your publication on the table of this f*ck. Another thing is the question I wanted to be asked and never was asked: Me, question :> If you had judge Bronzina before you now, what would you tell her. Me, answer :> F*cking bitch, take the pencil, and start writing the work permit. Remember here, it's all the imagination that if something was this way, I would do that, so in fact, I never asked myself this and answered and don't sue me. Why I wrote this is because I feel being discriminated by the Federal Government of the United States of America with the use of threats to my life, freedom and integrity. Faster than time - 'Space spy' in general addresses the future, it takes time around 1:34 pm (In the end of January, 2010, government has changed the time to 2:30 pm. -Author. ) the 18th of February, 2010 and happens around the court building at exact postal address 606 S.Olive street, 17th floor, COURTROOM U, Los Angeles, CA90014 and it portrays the real immigration judge Isabel Bronzina with all those questions around, you know, why he painted my portrait, what is it on the portrait, is the portrait true, why do I not look the same, I did not ask him to paint the portrait, whom should I pay to make him never paint me anymore, and even why do we need to meet Adolf Hitler again ( I may imagine, a couple of nazi concentration camps ex-prisoners are laughing now, yes, still there are a lot of places with special police special people of the same attitude as there ). They are laughing because (again, in general) 'Space Spy' is a very funny issue, I was laughing histerically myself especially on the credits of 'Space Spy'. By the way, I may say here that I have the explanation why may be Bronzina was provided by the Federal Government with courtroom U (not like T or V, but U). You see how I write the word FUCK. I write it F*CK. U is this very letter, I write as *. Her U is the U in my word F*CK, which is missing and speaking of social groups (they were curious in the immigration and naturalization office what are the social groups I belong to) I want to remind judge Bronzina that while she represents one social group, I represent quite another. Well, faster than time. I have never driven the car, because it was prohibited to me because of 'so called' medical condition, so the time in 'Space Spy' is measured in the minutes of walk. 15 minutes from Kodak Theatre.
5 minutes from Kodak Theatre.
I want also to cite this (from my article Level 5 - Underground dog, cilline group of drugs, phantom button and what I can not explain...) This article is totally fictious to ensure nobody is going to detain me right away, I know, the juridical and medical criminals have the ability to somehow turn everything against me so I will be the criminal and they will not. (C)2009, Vasily Zotov, chupacabra4@gmail.com | |||||||