Why we getting these Localization Changes?

Deoxyribonuc - Archosaur

Traz - Dreamweaver wrote: »

since I don't know if frankie saw it or can answer would I be able to get an answer from you geno

I'm sure Frankie saw your post, m8. He reads all of our posts.

You might not know this, but Frankieraye is the only person at PWE. I once went for an interview at their HQ for a marketing job, but it was odd because the interview took place at 11pm. You wouldn't guess it from their address, but their suite is the basement, which I found to be very odd.

When I got there, a man came out and greeted me personally, and apologized for the low lighting in the building (it was barely lit). He explained that they were fixing the lights. I was slightly on edge.

He led me past some work tables labeled CS. Each step he took seemed odd, but I couldn't figure it out. All of the computers were on, but no one was there, the whole building was empty. In front of each monitor was an animal. I saw a hamster on a wheel running a contraption that copy-pasted scripts to people's tickets. The hamster had the word OBAH tattooed on it, looked like it had been running for a while now. On a nearby computer console, one of those drinking birds kept mashing the same button labeled "minor localizations". It too was tattooed: the word MonkeyShatter was emblazoned on it.

I was led further into PWE's HQ, and I took a moment to realize that it was the place where they did the video interviews for Genesis. Sitting lifelessly on one of the chairs was a *very* lifelike mannequin. Upon closer inspection, I immediately recognized that it was Frankieraye! Or at least, who I thought was Frankieraye. A grin crept across my recruiter's face as he explained that they use animatronics and puppetry for all of PWE's videos. All of the interviewees, background people, noises, cameramen, were done by one man. When I asked who that man was, the recruiter pointed to himself gleefully.

"I'm Frankieraye" he said.

He pointed a wispy finger to himself as his grin widened.

A sudden chill ran down my spine before darting away from my body, a prospect that I also wanted to do. But I was a poor guy out of college at the time, and I really needed the money to pay my rent. So I stuck my ground and swallowed the mango-sized knot in my throat.

Frankieraye then led me down the corridor to an interview room. This was to be where I would be questioned. It was a small room with 5 chairs, 4 of which faced one. Frankie motioned to the lone seat, and I took it hesitantly. Without a second lost, he immediately started the questioning. What's my full name, where I was born, how did I hear about the job, how many friends/family members know that I'm here. He would sometimes turn to one of the empty chairs and give it an approved look. But there was nobody there! Nobody, until he stood up and sat down in it. Frankie talks to himself, mate!

After what seemed like an eternity, Frankie escorted me outside and told me that I'd gotten the job. He took my hands and shook them, and I could swear every ounce of heat in me got robbed out of my fingers. Frankie told me I could start immediately, and walked away. I caught a glimpse of what he was doing, and I noticed that he was signing his own paycheck...

I'd had enough, there was no way I was gonna work for Frankie's one-man company. I ran as fast as I could while he had his back to me. My legs though, they... wouldn't move. I cried out for help, but nobody heard me. All I could feel was the cold glass interview wall pressed up against my back.

Frankie turned around, and his smile widened to the point of slightly tearing at the edges. I suddenly realized what was wrong with his walk, he wasn't walking, he was floating the WHOLE TIME. "You start immediately, didn't I tell you?"

That's when he floated towards me...

SharkAngel - Heavens Tear

Deoxyribonuc - Archosaur wrote: »

Story

This, right here...is the best post in the thread. b:laugh

frankieraye

Deoxyribonuc - Archosaur wrote: »

I'm sure Frankie saw your post, m8. He reads all of our posts.

You might not know this, but Frankieraye is the only person at PWE. I once went for an interview at their HQ for a marketing job, but it was odd because the interview took place at 11pm. You wouldn't guess it from their address, but their suite is the basement, which I found to be very odd.

When I got there, a man came out and greeted me personally, and apologized for the low lighting in the building (it was barely lit). He explained that they were fixing the lights. I was slightly on edge.

He led me past some work tables labeled CS. Each step he took seemed odd, but I couldn't figure it out. All of the computers were on, but no one was there, the whole building was empty. In front of each monitor was an animal. I saw a hamster on a wheel running a contraption that copy-pasted scripts to people's tickets. The hamster had the word OBAH tattooed on it, looked like it had been running for a while now. On a nearby computer console, one of those drinking birds kept mashing the same button labeled "minor localizations". It too was tattooed: the word MonkeyShatter was emblazoned on it.

I was led further into PWE's HQ, and I took a moment to realize that it was the place where they did the video interviews for Genesis. Sitting lifelessly on one of the chairs was a *very* lifelike mannequin. Upon closer inspection, I immediately recognized that it was Frankieraye! Or at least, who I thought was Frankieraye. A grin crept across my recruiter's face as he explained that they use animatronics and puppetry for all of PWE's videos. All of the interviewees, background people, noises, cameramen, were done by one man. When I asked who that man was, the recruiter pointed to himself gleefully.

"I'm Frankieraye" he said.

He pointed a wispy finger to himself as his grin widened.

A sudden chill ran down my spine before darting away from my body, a prospect that I also wanted to do. But I was a poor guy out of college at the time, and I really needed the money to pay my rent. So I stuck my ground and swallowed the mango-sized knot in my throat.

Frankieraye then led me down the corridor to an interview room. This was to be where I would be questioned. It was a small room with 5 chairs, 4 of which faced one. Frankie motioned to the lone seat, and I took it hesitantly. Without a second lost, he immediately started the questioning. What's my full name, where I was born, how did I hear about the job, how many friends/family members know that I'm here. He would sometimes turn to one of the empty chairs and give it an approved look. But there was nobody there! Nobody, until he stood up and sat down in it. Frankie talks to himself, mate!

After what seemed like an eternity, Frankie escorted me outside and told me that I'd gotten the job. He took my hands and shook them, and I could swear every ounce of heat in me got robbed out of my fingers. Frankie told me I could start immediately, and walked away. I caught a glimpse of what he was doing, and I noticed that he was signing his own paycheck...

I'd had enough, there was no way I was gonna work for Frankie's one-man company. I ran as fast as I could while he had his back to me. My legs though, they... wouldn't move. I cried out for help, but nobody heard me. All I could feel was the cold glass interview wall pressed up against my back.

Frankie turned around, and his smile widened to the point of slightly tearing at the edges. I suddenly realized what was wrong with his walk, he wasn't walking, he was floating the WHOLE TIME. "You start immediately, didn't I tell you?"

That's when he floated towards me...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&v=pl_vom0T2tI

Traz - Dreamweaver

frankieraye wrote: »

http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&v=pl_vom0T2tI

At least you could say "I can't say." b:sad