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Armed at the entrance |
Long-range shot |
From another angle |
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Here come the stars |
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| 10.30.2004 |
Wishful Screens |
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A poignant example of ancient ceiling-worship |
No one in sight |
A giant stone joystick? |
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Approach the bowl... |
Outside at night |
Moving around... |
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...and around... |
...and there's the entrance! |
Wish's rendition of a boy-band member |
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Back turned to the doorway. Real smart. |
It's a sword! No, it's a torch! No, it's...um... |
A saddle, but no reins |
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A port in winter |
A snow shovel might be more appropriate than a spear |
The storm picks up |
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It's a blizzard |
I have a hammer |
Whatever he's planning, leave me out of it |
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Gnomes and kilts: a winning combination |
Well, back to work |
Magic circle |
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"I want my hair back!" |
"Give me a better camera angle!" |
Gnomes do magic, too |
| 09.27.2004 |
A Boatload of Screens |
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Idyllic riverside |
Going for a stroll... |
...through a graveyard |
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Scarecrows in the distance |
Sheep in pasture |
Town square |
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House interior |
Forboding entrance |
Step gingerly... |
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Welcome to First Titan Bank |
Atlas in the corner |
Snow-covered buildings |
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"I decorated myself. Why?" |
Go on, give him a hug |
First-ghost perspective |
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What is with all the floating armor? |
I'm good. You good? |
I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK... |
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Take a walk, boy |
And here are today's contestants |
Food |
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Through the underbrush |
The city at sunset |
An evil swamp |
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Set sail |
Docking |
Bare-chested in the day |
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Bare-chested at night |
Just outside the town at night |
Deeper into the forest |
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Stairs up |
Another forest shot |
The raging sea |
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Blue skies smiling at me... |
A perfect day |
Just outside this village |
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Ruins by a volcano |
Mmm...toasty |
Pools of lava |
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Well. This is different. |
Marsh |
Another shot of the marsh |
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Yet another shot of the marsh |
Guess what this is a shot of? Yep. |
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"Hey buddy... quit hoggin' the anvil." |
This screen must be staged |
Boo! |
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"Nobody Boos me! Get 'im, boys!" |
Your resident blurber is temporarily unavalable due to doberman wounds |
"Heh heh heh... I disabled their filter." |
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Ever get that feeling? |
A bizarre structure |
"Shall we dance?" |
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Compound eyes versus one eye |
Don't mind me |
"And if you walk into my sword, it's your fault" |
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One word: Burnination |
After months of FFX-2, finally: something for the ladies! |
"Er... these things go splat?" |
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Pesticides: The new threat |
"Fine. Be that way. I'll just go to Thainesford by myself then. I HATE YOU!" |
Five... make that four's company |
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When you Wish upon a star... |
...doesn't matter if you're a dog... |
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