Shadow of Mordor Let's Play 10
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| Greetings Juvens and welcome back to Mordo Look at my jawline Sickening. | |
| That's why I don't have a beard. | |
| No, I'm yoking, I'm an elf, I can't have a beard. | |
| Which is why I was lucky that I didn't get enough likes on my Facebook page so that I had to do No Shave November because it would just have looked like complete and utter shit And then it's uh it's really light the the beard I get like or facial hair it's really light so it doesn't really look like I have anything anyway | |
| So we are in Glorious Modo, perhaps not Glorious, but it's a nice enough place I suppose. | |
| Oh, Karagor, fuck. | |
| And I'm gonna go and hang out a bit with my true friend, the dwarf. | |
| Go fuck yourself, you bastard. | |
| I don't wanna fight that Karagor, actually. | |
| Bye! | |
| Okay, let's start this fucking episode off with okay. | |
| I'll see if I okay cool. | |
| I'm managed to escape those Now mount the Karagor. | |
| I'm a bit rusty | |
| Alright, so now I mounted the bustad I assume you know the path how quaint Yes, I am ready, you bastard. | |
| What would Torvind do there? | |
| Yeah, sure. | |
| Ah, look at his sunshine. | |
| Glorious. | |
| I don't need finesse, you cunt. | |
| Bigger than that! | |
| From your perspective, dwarf, everything is bigger. | |
| This is very, very big. | |
| Oh, oh, wait, you're not meaning by far. | |
| It's been a long time since I was a little bit more than a hundred. | |
| We owned the dwarf because he was a bit insolent last time, I'd say. | |
| He kind of mocked us for being a cat. | |
| Not good. | |
| We finally slayed it and got stuck under his leg for two days. | |
| Ah, those were fun times. | |
| Last time I saw the beast was when they were juicy as fuck, though. | |
| How did you get out of the way? | |
| Fuck I've been hunting this crowd for almost a decade That's a lot of years of dedication to one beast. | |
| Dedication? | |
| Or a sign you preach better than you hunt? | |
| I'll be sure to laugh when the beast eats you alive. | |
| Look at those mountains. | |
| The mighty Grow will be my legacy. | |
| Dwarves will tell tales of Torvin the Hunter for generations. | |
| Torwin, the juice crowd. | |
| Alright, we have arrived to a sacred place of holy wisdom. | |
| Ah, look at this. | |
| Where might he be? | |
| True friends. | |
| Ambush. | |
| How military. | |
| I like it. | |
| Look at those delts, 3D delts of peace. | |
| Oh, I have Teddy here as well with me. | |
| Greetings, true friends. | |
| And obviously some Lindvall's coffee for optimal gaming performance. | |
| It's an axe. | |
| It's a dwarven axe. | |
| It's just as sharp as a day our father made it. | |
| Oh, it's a Prezisa revenge mission, true friends. | |
| And I also have my alpha tank top courtesy to Jim Lifestyle. | |
| See you next time. | |
| There's an juicy element brothers right there. | |
| Fuck yeah. | |
| Glory. | |
| Hello, Talion. | |
| Nice horror game, this is right. | |
| See you. | |
| History repeats itself. | |
| Let's just do it for men's sake. | |
| Rule number one. | |
| Never mind, we improvise. | |
| It's too strong. | |
| I must attack from afar. | |
| Can I perhaps a shot to the skull disoriented? | |
| Then don't shelter away. | |
| Okay, true friends. | |
| This might be the fucking case that I edit the hell out of this idiom because bosses like this are really hard, but I'll try to do it in the first attempt. | |
| Okay, power gaming mode. | |
| fucking engaged. | |
| That's the glory. | |
| Come at me then. | |
| charge you buster and fight me Come out, you blackened tans. | |
| Come out and fight me like a man. | |
| Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders. | |
| Tell her how the IRA and you run like the hell away now Glory Okay, cool. | |
| I was too slow learn. | |
| By cool, I mean un-fucking-cool. | |
| Alright then now let's see. | |
| Are you charging me, mate? | |
| I missed. | |
| I missed those shots, true friends. | |
| I'll see how much of this I'll edit. | |
| Great! | |
| Boom! | |
| Glorious! | |
| the Bastards, they will attack him and now he will eat himself up again. | |
| This is now, he has regained quite a bit of health. | |
| If I put it in there, I wouldn't do that much about it. | |
| All right, we almost got the Blasphemous Busta there. | |
| I'm just gonna make sure he doesn't heal until now. | |
| He does. | |
| The duels are supplying him with plenty of food there. | |
| One last one. | |
| No. | |
| Alright, so we're one or two hits away from building the bus then. | |
| Come back in. | |
| Death and glory! | |
| No. | |
| Now I shall finish this hunt. | |
| Yeah, come on, then go. | |
| Look at that! | |
| Right there! | |
| Madness! | |
| That's exactly how it fucking goes if you stand against the alliance of men and dwarves Indeed, indeed. | |
| Next time I'm not gonna let you have all the fun. | |
| Oh, no, no. | |
| This is the last time. | |
| I have other play to pursue. | |
| Well, you need help on your journey, so what you say, it was some challenge. | |
| Come on, Natalian. | |
| Torvin is a fucking juice pale dwarf. | |
| He's not an orc. | |
| And Talion doesn't drink alcohol because that's gay. | |
| We drink a lot of milk, though, because that aids our gains. | |
| That can't be it, like. | |
| How silly. | |
| How silly, true friends. | |
| Since I haven't done a let's play in a while, I will actually make this a bit longer so that you can hang out with me and listen to my voice some more. | |
| I think I wanna have a little chat with the old frail lady, so that she might admire my gains. | |
| Ta-da! | |
| I hope that Tolvan finds his way home. | |
| I do too. | |
| Let us fast travel here and then we'll initiate the next mission of his glory. | |
| Hello, Elvin, bro. | |
| Fuck juices. | |
| Fuck. | |
| Ugh. | |
| Don't wanna fight him, but... | |
| Whatever. | |
| It's what Elv's like. | |
| Hello, girl. | |
| was crack. | |
| But this is even later in the world. | |
| How did you know where to find this? | |
| He has shown me. | |
| Who is he? | |
| You haven't told me what you want in return. | |
| Only that you learn what you are truly capable of. | |
| Find an orc leader, make him a warchief and all his soldiers will be yours. | |
| Where am I to lead this army of mine? | |
| Into battle. | |
| I still have to find one of those hair bands. | |
| That's my promise to you. | |
| I tend to make a lot of promises to you, don't I? | |
| But I keep them, so it's fine. | |
| For my photoshoots next year, when I'm glorious as fuck, then I will have one of those hairbands. | |
| And then you will see me and be like, oh I remember when the golden one actually... | |
| Oh, hello. | |
| You'll be like, I remember when the Golden One fucking told me when I hung out with him in Mordo that he would wear this fucking band. | |
| And then you see, like, oh, I was with when he promised that. | |
| Because I'm a true friend, like that. | |
| That's why he loved me. | |
| Sickening. | |
| Okay, let's locate Grublik. | |
| He will, um... He will pay... | |
| How... | |
| How dare he stand against me? | |
| Elven supremacy is the only future Where there are slaves to be tortured we will find this captain a caragor bra I don't want to fight Karagora. | |
| I might have said this before, but both Rise of Rome and Shadow of Mordo are originally designed for like not PC Mass Race. | |
| So then the dodge button, which is a spacebar on my keyboard, is a bit fucking slow sometimes. | |
| So I'm better at blocking than dodging. | |
| Juicy, look at this now. | |
| I kill before we isolate the captain. | |
| Ah, you fucking cunt. | |
| How dare you stand against me! | |
| Look at that! | |
| That's EXACTLY how it goes. | |
| It's a little ranger, not little. | |
| Or actually, I am. | |
| I am quite little, to be honest. | |
| All the other orcs are much bigger than I am. | |
| But that's cool. | |
| That's how I like it. | |
| After dominating a captain, control the space for it. | |
| Okay, two. | |
| Boom! | |
| Okay, power gaming mode on. | |
| Fuck time to run away. | |
| Run away. | |
| Bye. | |
| You fucking juice. | |
| You fucking juices. | |
| Fuck. | |
| You know what I'm gonna do? | |
| Hello. | |
| Hello. | |
| Yeah, that's what I thought about. | |
| When the spacebar comes on there, it's really, really hard to block. | |
| Or I mean dodge, because the mouse button is much better designed for that than the keyboard. | |
| Execute! | |
| Come on and yump. | |
| Yeah, that's fucking impossible to get away from that. | |
| Yeah, as I said, not optimized for computer, but better graphics at least. | |
| So we got that witch is night. | |
| It's a big Do not run from me. | |
| Come on now. | |
| Come on! | |
| And I have to dominate that bastard. | |
| Soon. | |
| JPG Now Dominated. | |
| Aha, cool. | |
| What? | |
| What now? | |
| One might wonder. | |
| Haven't I dominated him? | |
| Isn't it grublig? | |
| That's how you complete it. | |
| I will obey. | |
| Press space to murder another captain. | |
| Okay. | |
| Oh, dad, he looks fucking benched for the hench as fuck. | |
| Alright, cool. | |
| Let's uh let's do it head to the recruitment power struggle. | |
| We must now make this captain a bodyguard. | |
| If he is ever to be a warchief, it is from First Striker Thunder that is soon born astorm. | |
| Sickening. | |
| Let us consult them. | |
| Okay, so I suppose it's there. | |
| Coffee time. | |
| Sickening. | |
| And some water. | |
| And some more water. | |
| Mmm. | |
| That's some good water right there. | |
| Aha look at this now. | |
| Time for a bench with a hand. | |
| Oh, look at that. | |
| For the Dark Lord's glory. | |
| Our protege wields feel like a weapon, and we are his invisible ally. | |
| A shadow who stays close and sees all. | |
| That is the elven way. | |
| The elven way of glory. | |
| Okay. | |
| Keep all right. | |
| The elven way. | |
| That sounds like a wood elf kind of thing to do. | |
| It's a big Berserker bro. | |
| It's a big Fust out of an Oath right there. | |
| And you as well, then. | |
| There we are. | |
| Don't shoot at me, you can't. | |
| I'm helping you! | |
| Grublik the glorious! | |
| No, no, it's only one orc that is glorious. | |
| And that's Peylor. | |
| Do you know who else is glorious? | |
| I really love this little merry band of orcs roaming around the countryside making trouble, | |
| masterfully done. | |
| I must help our cupboard before they cut his strews. | |
| And one more now what? | |
| Who in the actual? | |
| How dare you mate? | |
| How dare you. | |
| How dare you. | |
| Such glorious day for this coup. | |
| Last sickening, true true friend, Uruks. | |
| Ah, look at that, warm countryside. | |
| New objective, reach the vantage point without racing the other. | |
| Death, a greater value without raising the alarm. | |
| I always tend to fail at these missions, so bear with me if I do listen to them. | |
| Vile, savage beasts, and we shall harness and command their savagery. | |
| Elf shot needed. | |
| Fuck, I have spent it all. | |
| Okay, true friends, let us terrify. | |
| Somewhere here I see that there is elf shots. | |
| There we are really like those flies they um they always help me fuck ah I need an elf shot If they mince meat out of the old one mince meat sickening, sickens me. | |
| Nice, he can see him as well! | |
| Do you know what is up, true friends? | |
| What is up is that I will kill this bustard first of all and then I'm gonna release some Karagor broth to wreak havoc. | |
| Oh, look at that! | |
| Nice. | |
| exactly what i wanted can't i no you like this at least Boom. | |
| Alright, we are quite close indeed now. | |
| Don't want to fail now Sickening Another elf shot. | |
| I can confirm, he is juicy as fuck. | |
| Taurus, the knife, had arrived. | |
| Oh, look at that. | |
| There is our guy. | |
| Fuck, he's juicy though. | |
| Hmm. | |
| Oh. | |
| Okay. | |
| Well, this episode was quite long indeed, but we'll try. | |
| We will try, dear true friends. | |
| You're not worth you put my blood. | |
| Oh, look at that. | |
| I think we have some true friends in the midst there. | |
| That's nice. | |
| An executed buster. | |
| Oh, fuck. | |
| I could have combat branded him. | |
| I think that's basically the point here. | |
| combat brand. | |
| I'm gonna see if I can... | |
| no. | |
| Okay, I'm gonna get the fuck out of there. | |
| Oh, look at that. | |
| They are coming to our aid. | |
| The feet tars the knife. | |
| Look! | |
| It actually went. | |
| How uh how quaint. | |
| I thought I'd lose 15 times, but I didn't. | |
| Such glorious man. | |
| He does now become... The Golden Man Storks. | |
| In all of Mordor, I shall lead an army over a field of broken skulls. | |
| Come stand behind me or let my blade beat your neck. | |
| Madness. | |
| Yeah, I love it. | |
| Love it. | |
| Look at all those. | |
| Those are our Aurochs. | |
| Sickening. | |
| How wonderful! | |
| That went everything went better than expected. | |
| Oh, she is still alive. | |
| Marvin? | |
| Marvin! | |
| Wake up, it's me! | |
| Oh, there's our orc. | |
| This is a Dark Lord, perhaps. | |
| Resist, Elhvinimbor. | |
| Pre-glorio real. | |
| Mother. | |
| She has perished. | |
| No, no, she's cool. | |
| She's fine. | |
| Are you alright? | |
| Oh, look at that. | |
| No, she's turned into a MILF instead. | |
| I am now that I can finally see you. | |
| My child. | |
| Hello, gorgeous. | |
| How are we today? | |
| Your mother is being under the spell of a very past. | |
| I wonder who the wizard might have been. | |
| I am sorry. | |
| Soruman brought you here against my will. | |
| I went to him. | |
| Aha! | |
| Soruman, bro. | |
| He's cool. | |
| It's fine. | |
| What have you seen in your vision? | |
| With a sick physique. | |
| I have seen Sauron's servants. | |
| With the tower and the black hand. | |
| They bring much suffering. | |
| If you wish to know where they are, they are across the sea of Nana. | |
| Their forces. | |
| How strong? | |
| Strong enough to defeat us all. | |
| Fuck. | |
| Let's get at it then, boy. | |
| Truly, we will need an army. | |
| And I'm evokes. | |
| Rest, Mother. | |
| I will make preparations for our journey out of Mortal. | |
| They must escape this heinous place. | |
| Alright, cool. | |
| Sickening. | |
| Thank you so much for watching, and I will try to, as I said, I'm really impressed by this game, so I'm gonna finish it before I go back to good old Skyrim. | |
| And who am I? | |
| I'm the glorious guardian of Minastiri. |