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Deleted dialog from Far Cry 3’s main story – Masterpost
A comprehensive list of all the unreleased lines from the game’s main quest that are still transcribed in the oasisstrings file.
Part 1: Make a Break for It
Part 2: The Social Club
Part 3: Down in Amanaki Town
Part 4: Harvest the Jungle & Secure the Outpost
Part 5: Mushrooms in the Deep
Part 6: The Medusa's Call
Part 7: Playing the Spoiler & Prison Break-in
Part 8: Island Port Hotel
Part 9: Keeping Busy
Part 10: “Meet Citra”
Part 11: Bad Side of Town & Kick the Hornet's Nest
Part 12: A Man Named Hoyt
Part 13: Saving Oliver
Part 14: Piece of the Past & Down in the Docks
Part 15: The Motherlode
Part 16: Lin Cong I Presume?
Part 17: Unhappy Reunion
Part 18: This Knife's for You & Ambush
Part 19: Warrior Rescue Service & New Rite of Passage
Part 20: Payback
Part 21: Citra's Favor
Part 22: Fly South & Three Blind Mice
Part 23: Doppelganger
Part 24: Triple Decker, Defusing the Situation & Deepthroat
Part 25: All in
Part 26: Paint It Black
Part 27: Black Gold & Aced in the Hole
Part 28: Betting Against the House
Part 29: The Doctor Is Out
Part 30: Hard Choices
Part 31: Bonus unreleased and early content
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AAUuuuuuugh funny island game :)
The Friends’ Sky Diving Name Plates
IT’S DECEMBER WHERE I LIVE !! so 7 and 9 for mark with all of his kids( sammy, mia and daisy) ? 😃🥺
Sammy = 4 / Mia & Daisy = 10 months
“Mummy! Daddy! It’s babies’ first Christmas!” Sammy yelled, running into your room.
Mark woke up with a start, before resting back down on the pillows with a sigh.
You laughed, reaching over and sliding his glasses onto his face, “yeah, sleepy head, wake up, it’s babies’ first Christmas!”
“It is?” Mark asked, his voice raspy and his face groggy.
“Yes, Daddy! Come on, come on, come on!” Sammy cheered, a bright giggle escaping his lips.
“Okay, okay,” Mark yawned, watching as you slipped out of bed to accompany Sammy to your daughters’ room, following after you sleepily.
“Mia! Daisy! Wake up!” Sammy giggled, running between the two girls’ cots.
“Careful, careful,” you soothed, walking over to Mia’s cot and lifting her out with a slight bounce and a welcoming smile, “hello, baby!”
Sammy smiled widely, watching his baby sister yawn, “it’s Christmas, Mia! Santa’s been!”
Mia looked down at her older brother in wonder, her eyes wide before looking to Daisy, resting in her dad’s arms.
“Daisy!” Sammy exclaimed, “it’s Christmas! Santa’s been!”
“Alright, bud,” Mark chuckled, “why don’t we go downstairs, hmm? See what Father Christmas left for you.”
Sammy squealed with excitement, rushing down the stairs as you and Mark followed.
“Mummy, Daddy, look!” Sammy shouted, bouncing up and down.
“What is it? Has Santa left you a huge present?” you asked, thinking of the wrapped-up bicycle you’d placed next to the tree for your son.
“It’s snowing!”
Watching your son run to the back door, you smiled.
“As long as he’s happy,” you laughed, placing Mia in her walker on the floor, “you wait here, I’m gonna try and calm down your brother.”
Mia responded with a happy squeal as her dad came in to greet her.
“Sammy, come on!” you laughed, running forward to join your son outside and scoop him into your arms, “we have presents to open.”
“But it’s snowing, Mama!”
“We can play afterwards, hmm?” you whispered, kissing his soft cheek, “come on.”
Sammy giggled, escaping your grasp and running back inside to join his dad and his sisters as you followed after him.
Mark smiled, pulling you into his arms and kissing your head, “you look even more beautiful covered in snow.”
You snorted, “what’s that for?”
“Giving me my family. Being my wife,” Mark shrugged, “thank you. Merry Christmas.”
Liza when she founded out that Citra was fucking Jason