Narrator: Hello, user. I...I have bad news. Actually, there is no game. So, I hope you're not too much disappointed. You can still watch TV, go outside, read a book, ask for a refund...Um, no refund. That game is free. Uh, this is not a game! It has nothing to do with a game. It's just a massive package of boredom.....There is nothing to do in here. You can quit and leave me alone. Thank you. Goodbye? Oh and please, don't touch the title. It's not quite dry yet, especially the letter "o".
Narrator (when the O falls down): What have you done? You've just ruined the title! Put it back! Put the letter back! Come on! Come on! Oh, never mind. I will fix it next time someone relaunch the game. The non-game. No game here. No...game."
Narrator: Seriously, are you going to break everything? Uh, no reason to use that icon as you were on the point of leaving. Don't you?
Narrator: Don't touch that! That was horrible! I am a voice, you know, and a speechless voice is like...death.
Narrator: As you love to click everywhere, what do you think about that?
Narrator (after putting the speaker in a box): Sorry I had to use these sort of procedures, but I had to.
Narrator (after you break the wooden box): You are stubborn as a mule (puts the speaker in a metal box) Call Superman for that one. Just in case (puts green gem on box) a few Kryptonite. Yes, I know Superman does not exist but as we are in a ga...no, we're not.
Narrator (when the There Is A screen is revealed): No! Don't look! It's private! You're going to do a terrible mistake!
Narrator (on the game): No! Get out of here! Don't play, it's forbidden! If you play, they will come! I don't want them to come! They can kill me y'know. Please. Stop hitting the bricks! I must find a way to stop you (takes the ball) It will be harder now without a ball....No more ball, nowhere....No need to search as there's nothing that looks like a ball. No ball on the screen.
Narrator: What development implement will sell a bugged creation? I see three possible things: Gorgeous, armed hero girls, or a ton of zombies (and blood, of course), or a goat. I don't know how but try to find one of these three things.
Narrator: Sexy girls and zombies, okay, it's attractive...in a way, but goats?! I will never understand how a goat can attract users. It's probably a voodoo thing or something, or perhaps it's related to the letters 'g', 'o', 'a', and 't'. I dunno.
Narrator: Look, the key! That flying squirrel took it! Find a ladder or something to go up! Something you can...climb. That reminds me of my childhood. I used to climb a huge tree in the garden to get back my kite. Yes, I had a childhood. And a tree.
Narrator: I have the feeling you're stuck. Perhaps you don't speak English and you're just randomly clicking everywhere since the beginning. Habla Espanol? Because I don't. Except "vamos a la player senior Zorro." Vous-parle de Francais? Bonjour, le France. Konichiwa? Okay, let me repeat the hint. I told you in my childhood, I used to climb what? A TREE!
Narrator: You got the key! Now, free the goat to transform that glitchy program into a commercial hit. Save the goat, save the world.
Narrator: No! The goat was a lie! A lie!
Narrator: I...I'm not dead! I'm alive! I was wrong. It was a bad idea. Everything disappeared, except me. I put you in danger, and it's all my fault. Can you forgive me?
Narrator (when you forgive him): Oh? Really? That's great news! Perhaps we can be friends. No, that's not a good idea. We will get bored quickly together. Why? Because as I said....THERE IS NO GAME!!!
Narrator (when you don't forgive him): Go to Hell!
