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#Johnny's Gaming Room
tgtg6ch · 1 year
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Yugo, Juri (SixTONES) x Fit Boxing 北斗の拳
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6t-sixtones-6 · 1 year
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『ストーリーモード』ボンバーマン8兄弟vs悪の帝王バグラー【スーパーボンバーマンR】SixTONESゆごじゅり
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temeyes · 1 month
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int0x · 3 months
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BLOODLUST 🩸
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Silent Hill (2006, Christophe Gans)
11/05/2024
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prettyboyjohnny · 5 months
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interesting!
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creepling · 7 months
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sissy and johnny acting like kids on christmas morning when the victims are tied in the basement, desperate to play with their new toys. and they get such a rise out of figuring out which ones care more for the others.
sissy pulling julie's hair, cackling at her screams. and leland can't help it, he's boiling with anger and shouts "get your hands off her!" and oh, that was his first mistake.
johnny forces leland to watch sissy cutting incisions into her, smirking at her mascara stained cheeks. "so let me get this straight, the boyfriend over here ain't even the one to stand up for her, but it's you? oh ain't that just mudding the waters."
danny frowns in confusion, cursing them out. sissy invades his space, rubbing julie's blood into his face, giggling at his disgust. "oh johnny, you've gone and started something. a don't think he had a clue!"
ana pipes up, "they're just trying to get into your head. don't listen to them!" but she's shut right up when johnny yanks her bounds. "why you gotta ruin the fun like that?" johnny smirks, "are ya jealous? dang, i think she is." ana protests with the glare in her eyes, fighting the urge to spit in his face.
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I saw someone mention this but
When you think about it... Ghost had to do his mask by hand right? That's not just... something you buy
Like sew it on the balaclava (which he has multiples so it sells even more on him being the one doing it)... Maybe even paint it...
So what you're (the game) saying to me is that Ghost's hobbies probably involve something related to crafting...
...he probably made all the task forces skull masks- Im-
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orenogazou · 7 months
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bhalspawn · 1 year
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i dont see the point in this game now that jackies gone. like what’s it all about
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tgtg6ch · 2 years
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Juri (SixTONES) x Yu-Gi-Oh! CROSS DUEL
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6t-sixtones-6 · 1 year
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SixTONESチャンネルのリベンジ極秘トレーニング!【ストリートファイターII】SixTONES 髙地優吾&田中樹
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temeyes · 2 months
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he’s dressed up for today’s occasion!!
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apricote · 7 months
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maybe i should play cp2077 though
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lifesver · 9 months
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@markedprey said: “ How mad at me are you? ” Here to torture and bother him always.
what a stupid damn question. he's been reeling, sulking back and forth in a room with one very-locked exit. because, when he'd been backed into a corner, he hadn't expected to be locked in, and left. he felt stupid. he felt panic, high pitched and feverish. the heat of his glare quickly lifts to the bars in the door, and the scarred-face bastard taunting him on the other side. it's stupid, and pointless, to play into him like this. of course, he had never claimed to be smart.
the question, anyway — it startles a laugh, breathless, incredulous, and leland gives the door a hard shove with both hands, rattling the hinges; ❝ get any closer and you can find out, ❞ comes ill-advised challenge, ❝ — or are you too chicken-shit? ❞ provoking him — nice, mckinney. great thinking. maybe if you act tough, you'll convince at least one of you. of course, if he could just provoke him into opening the damn door — then maybe he had a shot at making something happen, here.
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he'd already tried throwing himself against the metal door a few times — and mostly succeeded in sending new shocks of pain up his injured shoulder. he'd bruised his knuckles on the wall in sheer frustration. you don't know where your friends are. you don't know anything going on outside this basement. and you can't help them, if you're trapped in here. fingers curl to white-knuckle fists against the door, as he stares back into face of his captor.
❝ what the hell do you want, man? just gonna talk me to death, or what? ❞
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andiamofratello · 1 year
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Bonus 💜
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