Oh my God, why did I come to this party, I don’t know anyone here except Matt from work and I don’t even know him that well, I just didn’t have plans for tonight so I came, oh my God, this is so awkward, I was hoping there’d be another dinosaur here to talk to, I’m the only dinosaur and nobody’s acknowledged that but I can TELL they’re all thinking about it, why did I do this, I knew this was a possibility, dude, what is wrong with me…

Nothing more generic than that.

Baby Blanka’s having a nice day.

(Side note: Somebody get a concept pitch for Street Fighter Babies over to Capcom asap.)

37?!?!?

glances into mirror

Oh.

Right.

…Shit.

You can never go wrong with a gunblade.

Aw, shucks… 🙂

Boomhauer, for once in my life, I have no idea what you’re talkin’ about.

pops another beer

I wish.

Crypto-whatsit? Is that something from one of Bobby’s vid’ya games?

It’s a new form of money, Hank. VIRTUAL MONEY.

Well, excuse me, Dale, but here where I live, in the REAL WORLD, we already have a perfectly fine money. It’s called AMERICAN DOLLARS and it works just fine, I tell ya h’wat.

You say that now, Hank, but wait until the cyber-swarm-uprising of 2034 comes and replaces your precious “real world” with a virtualsphere so indiscernible from what you think you know as real! Wake up and see what’s coming on the horizon!

Can you see me kicking your ass on the horizon?

Fiend! The purse you clutch is my own! I know you not!

The worst is not knowing if you’ll be able to collect the chest after the cutscene, or if the game will auto-teleport you to a boss fight or different area and cut you off from the treasure permanently.