Ahem. Hope that was an accurate impression of you right now. I have a post about my many writing projects in the works, but that one will take some time, so say hello to my very first status update! As a matter of fact, this post fits into two brand-new categories: status updates to earlier posts and shorter “mini-posts”, for lack of a better term. If I don’t have the muster in me for a rant spanning many, many, many paragraphs, I can post something short and sweet if that’s what I feel like doing! This is a special day for you, dyslexics! Let’s forget about the potential political shitfest in our wake, since it’ll probably be a lot less chaotic than it feels right now!

In fact, for the first update on this blog, why not make it a follow-up to the very first post? I mean, it does surround beta content, which was technically the topic of the second post, but that was part two of a two-parter, so you get what I mean. I hope. There, I added a whole section devoted to the cut content of the 3D GTA Trilogy during the early and mid-2000s—a trilogy I had no lasting admiration for aside from San Andreas, which left me fuming with all the great unused material it put on the chopping block—but that was far from the only era in the franchise with a messy cutting room floor. GTA IV had its own, between a map concept the size of the whole New York state, silenced weaponry, an actual Russian actor from Behind Enemy Lines for Niko, different business names, a zombie apocalypse mode, a barbershop for character customization, and I would hope alternate dialogue where Niko doesn’t use a gay slur in Russian. In fact, GTA VI probably also will, given it’ll be the first game since San Andreas to take place across an entire state. GTA V, though? I no doubt understated its impressive vault of cut material by simply not discussing it at all.

GTA V
“A good kid?”
“Why? Does he help the fuckin’ poor?”
“Why did I move here?”
“I guess it was the weather.”
Guess we almost got Manhunt 3 after all.
I remember when Judas convinced Pontius Pilate to crush Jesus’s skull…
It’s official: Franklin’s a two-bit gangster gone negative-eighty-bit.
Blessed are the peacemakers.

Okay, that should do it for tonight. I feel like it went on way longer than I thought it would. So, for now, as my now-dead favorite film protagonist once said, “Th-th-th-th-th, that’s all, folks!”

Oh. By the way, I can’t pull you out of your recent depression, but I can show you Beta Michael with a beard. The impression of that should last the next four years.

Huh. Well, now, I’ve seen that.

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