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Teasing.... that is the first time Martin would have fucked her on the cheating path. ( I am not a fan of it... but just to say )
The guy has become a cuck, it's highly likely Anne would be interested in his father, especially if he was more dominant.It is not that you must be a fan of Martin... I'm not Martin fan
I'm only Anne super fan so if she want go for my dad she has her own reasons (for sure)
and as player i bet no one will be able to not "peek" into Anne's path with my dad!
But for sure:
anyone who will still complain in the future is just a pathetic hypocrite! Same as it was for the old release
if I were you I wouldn't bet on a game over because of the size of my daddy's dick compared to mine.The guy has become a cuck, it's highly likely Anne would be interested in his father, especially if he was more dominant.
The fact he's also packing a large cock would be "game over".
As noted above: while that's the logic behind a lot of games that feature LIs having sex with people other than the MC — be a dick so she'll jump on someone else's — remember that in TAC(OS), Tony wants Anne to have sex with other people. Anne is, at least at the beginning, serving his fetish. Treating her poorly isn't the way to get her to do what he wants. Later, when she's doing this as much (or more) for herself...a point the remake has reached...it might make more sense for there to be a connection between Tony's neglect and her actions.You mean like love points for the hubby? I tried to get her as corrupted as possible by avoiding the hubby as much as possible.
PERFECT!You know, I finally realized what's really going on in this game: it takes place in Hell. Evidence:
1) Tony and Anne eat the same thing during every meal timeframe. Steak, "mashed potatoes" with "gravy," and a salad if he's alone, pizza if he's not. He will comment on it every time, and be forced to examine both his full plate and his empty plate. Anne will explain how much she loves waffles every time she eats them for breakfast, even if it's only been twenty-four hours since she said the same thing. Tony can sometimes visit a diner, which would typically feature an expansive menu, but he'll order the same thing every single time. Whether or not he's receiving a blowjob while he eats.
2) No matter what time of the day he works, no matter how many days or weeks have passed since the beginning of the game, according to his computer it's always Friday, 10 July at 10:29 (one presumes a.m., since this is set in Vancouver). He is shown that screen, unless he's on "vacation" (which comes with its own relentless repetition) as a grim reminder that he cannot escape his eternal damnation. Often, he is "getting a little more work done before supper," which he apparently begins preparing at 10:30 a.m. He will eat his supper, wait for Anne's text or call if she's away, usually fail to receive that communication, and fall asleep for the night, which in Hellcouver appears to begin before noon. I mean, it is somewhat northerly, but c'mon...
3) Both of them, but especially Tony, are relentlessly confronted by hovering white text against a black background telling them exactly how many minutes, or hours, have passed since their last physical or verbal activity, no matter how inane that activity was. Even if that's staring at a computer monitor that never changes, or a plate that never changes...or a drowsy wife who is too tired for sex, whether or not she's had it that day, and whether or not it's technically not yet noon. Time has passed...so much time has passed...and yet, it's still Friday, 10 July at 10:29 a.m. It's always Friday, 10 July at 10:29 a.m. And it always will be. The floaty numbers not only lie, they're deliberate cruelty.
4) Any time a character says "we should do this again tomorrow," they will be unable to meet that expectation. This is a world of unfulfilled promises and empty hopes. In other words, Hell.
5) Anne has to go. I don't mean to the bathroom, or that she must exit the narrative, I mean that she has to leave the apartment and be somewhere, anywhere, else. Thus leaving Tony alone in his Luciferian nightmare, contemplating the emptiness of his existence and the pointlessness of his choices. Sure, he can perv on the ladies at the gym/beach, call Nicole over for a "no, really, this is the absolute last time" booty call, or even go bang Elena...whose very existence seems unlikely, given that most people who meet in line at a coffee shop don't fly across half a continent for an uncertain chance to fuck that person. (Again witness Tony's fervent but fruitless hopes, manifesting in the realm of the impossible, yet shattering against the cold impenetrability of reality.) But Nicole's over (for now), Elena's got an emergency at home, and the girls at the gym/beach only respond to his perving if they have blue hair, after which they promptly forget about his existence, and he about theirs. He no longer has the self-will (or perhaps the money) to hire masseuses, despite his early success rate. He should hire some equally imaginary hot programmers, just to see what happens.
6) Time has no meaning, for either of them. "Let's try again tomorrow" could mean next week, next month, or never, but it most definitely does not, and never will, mean tomorrow.
7) Sex will never take precedence over the need for a shower or breakfast. If the couple intends to watch TV, or a movie, and that experience does not manifest, they will never replace that activity or fill that time with intimacy. Anne will be "too tired to have sex" after having sex, but she will be just as "too tired to have sex" after not having sex. I'm sure there's some sort of Greek paradox that explains this. Or maybe a very horny Werner Heisenberg could manage a theory. Tony will grow increasingly frustrated about it, but he will never be given an opportunity to share this frustration with his wife, because (ref. point 5): Anne Has To Go.
8) Tony will always announce his imminent intention to do something banal. Since he's almost always by himself, he's obviously talking to himself. Tony talks to himself a lot. More, I think, than seems healthy. One wonders if anyone else in the game actually exists, or if they're only figments of a repetitive erotic imagination in which there's not actually a real person named Anne. Perhaps she's a cam model to whom he pays enormous sums to act out his fantasies, but then again not that many cam models are always online at 10:29 a.m. on Friday, 10 July.
9) Tony has a very large cock, by any reasonable standard, yet unless the "no of course they're not shotas, why do you ask?" reappear, everyone in his Hellscape is bigger than him, often notably so. Moreover, they all have more stamina than him; old men can go five, six times over the course of an evening, whereas Tony is strictly one-and-done, no matter who he's with. His entire life is a statistical impossibility.
I believe I've proved my point. Tony is in Hell. Maybe Anne's in there with him, maybe she's not. But as Georgina Spelvin proved so many years ago (probably at 10:29 a.m. on Friday, 10 July, 1973), she's going to be given a much more enthusiastic welcome than he will.
Probably. But only if you promised three hundred straight renders of partially eaten food, as they work through a long tasting menu at a molecular gastronomy restaurant and keep saying things like, "Babes, rights? This is so yums. I love your ass." And then go home and fall asleep without having sex, because why would they? Husbands and wives don't have sex in Hell.We should have collaborated a few years ago.
Excellent way of thinking, and your ideas are more of a normal reaction. This is the dev's game and so it is his world. We are just mere observers. We forget the "real world" and enjoy his.As noted above: while that's the logic behind a lot of games that feature LIs having sex with people other than the MC — be a dick so she'll jump on someone else's — remember that in TAC(OS), Tony wants Anne to have sex with other people. Anne is, at least at the beginning, serving his fetish. Treating her poorly isn't the way to get her to do what he wants. Later, when she's doing this as much (or more) for herself...a point the remake has reached...it might make more sense for there to be a connection between Tony's neglect and her actions.
Personally, I think there should be much clearer connections between his behavior and hers, but tonally specific ones. For example, constantly pestering her like he was in the beginning should lead to her not wanting to play his game anymore. Not wanting to hear a recounting of her fun shouldn't make her mad at him, it should make her unwilling to offer details even if he asks. Tony cheating on her and lying about/hiding it should be what leads to her cheating, rather than a specific character's arrival/actions. Etc. But I don't hold out much hope that we'll see that sort of thing in this version, either.
This post is a work of art. The Devil in Miss Jones reference as a piece de resistance was just sublime.You know, I finally realized what's really going on in this game: it takes place in Hell. Evidence:
1) Tony and Anne eat the same thing during every meal timeframe. Steak, "mashed potatoes" with "gravy," and a salad if he's alone, pizza if he's not. He will comment on it every time, and be forced to examine both his full plate and his empty plate. Anne will explain how much she loves waffles every time she eats them for breakfast, even if it's only been twenty-four hours since she said the same thing. Tony can sometimes visit a diner, which would typically feature an expansive menu, but he'll order the same thing every single time. Whether or not he's receiving a blowjob while he eats.
2) No matter what time of the day he works, no matter how many days or weeks have passed since the beginning of the game, according to his computer it's always Friday, 10 July at 10:29 (one presumes a.m., since this is set in Vancouver). He is shown that screen, unless he's on "vacation" (which comes with its own relentless repetition) as a grim reminder that he cannot escape his eternal damnation. Often, he is "getting a little more work done before supper," which he apparently begins preparing at 10:30 a.m. He will eat his supper, wait for Anne's text or call if she's away, usually fail to receive that communication, and fall asleep for the night, which in Hellcouver appears to begin before noon. I mean, it is somewhat northerly, but c'mon...
3) Both of them, but especially Tony, are relentlessly confronted by hovering white text against a black background telling them exactly how many minutes, or hours, have passed since their last physical or verbal activity, no matter how inane that activity was. Even if that's staring at a computer monitor that never changes, or a plate that never changes...or a drowsy wife who is too tired for sex, whether or not she's had it that day, and whether or not it's technically not yet noon. Time has passed...so much time has passed...and yet, it's still Friday, 10 July at 10:29 a.m. It's always Friday, 10 July at 10:29 a.m. And it always will be. The floaty numbers not only lie, they're deliberate cruelty.
4) Any time a character says "we should do this again tomorrow," they will be unable to meet that expectation. This is a world of unfulfilled promises and empty hopes. In other words, Hell.
5) Anne has to go. I don't mean to the bathroom, or that she must exit the narrative, I mean that she has to leave the apartment and be somewhere, anywhere, else. Thus leaving Tony alone in his Luciferian nightmare, contemplating the emptiness of his existence and the pointlessness of his choices. Sure, he can perv on the ladies at the gym/beach, call Nicole over for a "no, really, this is the absolute last time" booty call, or even go bang Elena...whose very existence seems unlikely, given that most people who meet in line at a coffee shop don't fly across half a continent for an uncertain chance to fuck that person. (Again witness Tony's fervent but fruitless hopes, manifesting in the realm of the impossible, yet shattering against the cold impenetrability of reality.) But Nicole's over (for now), Elena's got an emergency at home, and the girls at the gym/beach only respond to his perving if they have blue hair, after which they promptly forget about his existence, and he about theirs. He no longer has the self-will (or perhaps the money) to hire masseuses, despite his early success rate. He should hire some equally imaginary hot programmers, just to see what happens.
6) Time has no meaning, for either of them. "Let's try again tomorrow" could mean next week, next month, or never, but it most definitely does not, and never will, mean tomorrow.
7) Sex will never take precedence over the need for a shower or breakfast. If the couple intends to watch TV, or a movie, and that experience does not manifest, they will never replace that activity or fill that time with intimacy. Anne will be "too tired to have sex" after having sex, but she will be just as "too tired to have sex" after not having sex. I'm sure there's some sort of Greek paradox that explains this. Or maybe a very horny Werner Heisenberg could manage a theory. Tony will grow increasingly frustrated about it, but he will never be given an opportunity to share this frustration with his wife, because (ref. point 5): Anne Has To Go.
8) Tony will always announce his imminent intention to do something banal. Since he's almost always by himself, he's obviously talking to himself. Tony talks to himself a lot. More, I think, than seems healthy. One wonders if anyone else in the game actually exists, or if they're only figments of a repetitive erotic imagination in which there's not actually a real person named Anne. Perhaps she's a cam model to whom he pays enormous sums to act out his fantasies, but then again not that many cam models are always online at 10:29 a.m. on Friday, 10 July.
9) Tony has a very large cock, by any reasonable standard, yet unless the "no of course they're not shotas, why do you ask?" reappear, everyone in his Hellscape is bigger than him, often notably so. Moreover, they all have more stamina than him; old men can go five, six times over the course of an evening, whereas Tony is strictly one-and-done, no matter who he's with. His entire life is a statistical impossibility.
I believe I've proved my point. Tony is in Hell. Maybe Anne's in there with him, maybe she's not. But as Georgina Spelvin proved so many years ago (probably at 10:29 a.m. on Friday, 10 July, 1973), she's going to be given a much more enthusiastic welcome than he will.
Thank you. It was 95% stream-of, 5% crafting. I think I edited it about thirty times, largely for grammar, but almost all of it was there from the first version. And yeah, the Devil reference was a delightful surprise notion, I'm not gonna lie.This post is a work of art. The Devil in Miss Jones reference as a piece de resistance was just sublime.
I'm not sure if it would be more impressive if that was stream-of-consciousness or if you crafted it carefully, but either way it is a masterpiece. Well done.
Heads up, Mircom. This is the canonical ending to your game. Tony realizing that he's been stuck in a (possibly psychological) purgatory since he found out, obviously at 10:29 on Friday, 10 July, that Anne banged his dad.
Ever see The Good Place? Ted Danson as a representative of the devil repeatedly torturing Kristen Bell and others by making them think they're in heaven when they're really in hell. Big part of the comedy is Bell's character repeatedly figuring it out.Thank you. It was 95% stream-of, 5% crafting. I think I edited it about thirty times, largely for grammar, but almost all of it was there from the first version. And yeah, the Devil reference was a delightful surprise notion, I'm not gonna lie.
I had a tenth entry that I ultimately decided against including because I couldn't land it: Martin, forever physically and phallically superior to his son, will steal any woman he cares about. Anne didn't even need a reason, and she truly doesn't have one in this version of the story, she just needed to see his dick. Which means he's the personification of Satan, in Tony's personal version of Hell...a/k/a The Adventurous Couple. He's the author of every single moment of Tony's misery. But yours is the superior vision that I couldn't manage to locate while I was writing it: that the endlessly repeating timestamp is the moment that Tony realized he could never have what he wanted, because his father was going to arrive on the scene and reveal his dick, to which entire nations, religions, and sexualities could not help but succumb.
I'm almost literally choking on laughter. (Thank goodness Martin isn't hanging about, literally or figuratively.) So well done.Ever see The Good Place? [...] Martin is the manager of this part of hell and Tony keeps figuring it out. Next iteration will be TACOS IV: The Good Dick.
Every playthrough the game secretly picks from a list of possible endings, all of them bad, none of them dependent on a single player choice. She bails with her boss, or his dad, or his best friend, or all the dick in Casa Puta, or she doesn't bail but he never gets any because she's seduced so many men that he basically has a second job just managing her events calendar. Some playthroughs are like half an hour long before he finds the Dear Tony text, always at 10:29 of course.I'm almost literally choking on laughter. (Thank goodness Martin isn't hanging about, literally or figuratively.) So well done.
Now I want a fan remake of TAC (because this is obviously not what Mircom's going to do, though honestly I'd send him a huge digital check if he did) in which this draws from the end of Doctor Strange, and Groundhog Day, and every single episode of TNG that involved time loops, and condemns Tony to an eternity of pushing his girlfriend or wife into infidelitous sex, only to watch it all go desperately wrong. Every. Single. Time.