At first I was going to blame Kinzie. Now I'm blaming you, Matt. Look, you did some amazing touches on this simulation - even a Russian talking dog. That's creativity. I didn't know you had that level of imagination outside of Nyte Blade fanfic. But I am supposed to be running around Steelport right now. So unlock my powers and get me back to Steelport.
This is some intense bullshit. I don't even have all my weapons but at least I have the armor... Admittedly, I'd rather be in something more flattering but--Matt, that's your cue to embarrass me with your technological prowess.
Alright. So. Maybe this is real.
Fuck. I gotta start my climb to the top all the fuck over again, don't I?