Poor Brian
 

Man. That must really suck. Why didn't you bring you PS2? Come on. It's like me if I don't have Mountain Dew, Cheetos, and those little bags of peanuts that you get from airplanes. The PS2 is essential (Don't have it. DAMN!) I saw the news and the hurricane went to level 5! Dude. It may take longer than you think.

Rub it in why don'tcha? [/garland]

But I do wonder why someone leaves their PS2 in the potential path of a hurricane...

Lets grieve Brian's PS2.

Oh Brian's PS2, you led such a full life. Giving Brian (and Lydia) joy whenever you were turned on, gave Brian extreme happiness when he pwned Sosa, that twinky jerk, in whatever game you popped in, and also, although you weren't related to Tycho and Gabe, you had to suffer some indignity as crappy games were put into your hallowed insides. Oh Brian's PS2, you lived such a good life, and we bid thee farewell. Farewell, Brian's PS2, and may you reach the great universal plug-in outlet in the sky.

:cries: I always get so sad at funerals. Brian's PS2. I never knew you. However you were a good machine. Always being there to make Brian happy. There for when Brian was drunk and played really crappy. Fare thee well Brian's PS2. May you rest in pieces.

What do I have to say about Brian's PS2? Sadly not that much, for we had never met in passing, or even in casual company.

That said, I knew that PS2 was a faithful companion to Brian, and provided him with much joy. I can't count all the times when Brian recanted his exploits with the Dynasty games, Shinobi, or many other such PS2 games.

But to say that PS2 was just a plaything was no measure of the machine, and it sadly diminishes it, in its grandeur. PS2, to Brian, was a friend, a compatriot, and a comrade. And sadly we shall never see its like again.

Well, at least as long as we stay away from places that sell them...

Alas, PS2, we hardly knew ye!

SWB

He was a good man, he was a good good man, a good man, the man was good, he was a good, good, good man, a good man, he was. Good.

A good man.

*raises his glass*

"The presumed demise of famed webcomic author Brian Clevinger's PS2 has left the forum members in a state of shock and speechlessness. We interviewed some of them to get a first-hand impression.

We: 'How have the news about Mr. Clevinger's PS2 left you?'

Meister: 'Well... I'm shocked.'

BlackestMage: 'Yeah... shocked.'

EvenMoreBlackMage: 'Shocked.'

Meister: 'And speechless.'

EvenMoreBlackMage: 'That too.'

IncrediblyBlackMage: '... shocked.'"

Eric Idle, please don't sue me...

Is...Is this thing on?

*Tilts camera correctly*

Alright, I am here at the Hospital For Brok-

This isn't a hospital, sir, it's just my parent's basement.

Oh. Well then we are here in Bill's basement, bringing Brian's PS2...BACK TO LIFE! Men! We have the power. We can build him faster, stronger, and with a hard drive. We are...modding Brian's PS2!

Dude, the police are here! Did you get his permission before you were going to, "reanimate," his PS2?

Uhh...No..

*Police breaks in, shots are fired, battlecries are heard, and swishing of swords.*

-*Tape Ends*-

This Playstation is no more! It has ceased to be! It's expired and gone to meet its maker! It's a stiff! Bereft of electricity, it rests in peace! It's off the twig! It's kicked the bucket, it's shuffled off its mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisible! THIS IS AN EX-PS2!