Troels Brun Folmann, Ph. D. scholar in Adaptive Game Audio from IT Universi… Read Full Bio ↴Troels Brun Folmann, Ph. D. scholar in Adaptive Game Audio from IT University of Copenhagen, the 2006 BAFTA award winner for best original video game score and the 2006 D3 award winner for Tomb Raider: Legend, is a composer of many commercials, trailers music and several game soundtracks, including Defender of the Crown, Project: Snowblind, Tomb Raider: Legend and Tomb Raider: Anniversary.
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Japan 10
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TheLatiosnlatias02
Lara stepped out of the elevator into a large circular room of polished dark blue marble, topped with a wide glass dome. Huge statues of serene Oriental figures gazed down from points around the room, yet she felt the presence of evil.
"You have disrespected me. You have broken into my house, you have killed my men."
Takamoto stood on a raised tier overhead, stripped to the waist ready for combat. He bore the full-body tattoos of the true yakuza.
"I've simplified your payroll," Lara returned. "And now, if you don't mind I'll streamline your inventory."
"You speak of this?" Takamoto held a staff tipped with a curious blade. "It is the most prized of my collection."
Lara folded her arms. "And why is that?"
"I am fond of recovering objects from dead Englishmen - in this case one of your Crusaders. Some have even said the warmonger was one of your King Arthur's knights. I do not know how the fool came by it, for it is clearly far older than the 11th Century, when your people lived in huts of mud."
"And for this reason you would rather die than hand it over?"
"No." Takamoto whirled the weapon around him. "For this one."
From the tip of the staff he unleashed a burst of energy towards Lara, an iridescent stream of green light. Though startled she acrobatically leaped aside, certain that its touch would mean harm. As the bolt of light dissipated she sprang up quickly to try to stop Takamoto using it again.
The floor was a dangerous place. Not only was there nowhere to shield herself from the bolts of energy Takamoto released, but turret guns opened up and tracked her as she ran. Behind each statue she noticed a vertical pole that led up past Takamoto's tier. She judged she ought best face him directly.
"You were a fool to come here," he taunted. "Beg for your life."
She climbed up, and quickly took stock of the arena, ignoring his mockery.
"Your fate approaches," he intoned coldly. "Where is your clever tongue now?"
The tier was a wide platform of glass sections that circled the entire room. The heads of the four huge statues protruded above, affording some cover at least. Takamoto lurked behind one such, across the room from her. He swept the staff in front of him and a wave of energy coursed towards his victim.
"Here is what you wish for. Do you understand, Ms Croft? The artifact is mine."
He seemed most comfortable utilising the staff in one of two heights: either low to the ground or waist high. As each successive wave shimmered towards her, Lara had to make a fast decision whether to jump or roll.
"Your movements betray your confusion," Takamoto sneered, as he unleashed another wave in her direction. "You will not be so lucky this time."
She took refuge behind one of the statues and tried to anticipate the next wave as it came. Though powerful, and its slightest touch harmful to her, it seemed not to be able to penetrate thick stone. Still she could not hide forever and stepped from behind to draw a bead on the furious gangster as he continued to taunt her.
"Have I satisfied your curiosity now? It is time to die!"
Time perhaps that he himself should die. Lara unloaded one clip after another as Takamoto showed himself, and stayed ready to duck for shelter if she misjudged his actions. The power of the staff seemed to protect him from the full force of the gun, but she laid down relentless fire. Wounded, her target took sudden flight around the perimeter.
"Now you will see your foolishness," he shouted. "Try to take what you came for."
Lara pursued him, keeping up concentrated automatic fire until ammo was gone. She switched to pistols and blazed away. As a wave of energy sliced out from the staff she jumped if it came high or ducked under if low. At a moment she lost sight of him another stream shimmered towards her; she was caught in the open, and dropped swiftly from the side of the tier to hang safe underneath before springing back up to resume the attack. Soon enough the crazed Takamoto sank to his knees.
"Hitoko de!" he cursed. "Assassin! Hell swallow you."
yoongifem
Takamoto: "Entienda, señorita Croft, el artefacto es mío"
"Esta vez no va a tener tanta suerte"
"Esto es lo que buscaba"
"Sus movimientos delatan que esta confundida"
"Ahora comprenderá que ha cometido una insensatez"
"Se acerca su final"
"Se ha equivocado al venir aquí"
"¿Te ha comido la lengua el gato?"
"¿Ya he satisfecho su curiosidad? ¡Pues es hora de que muera!"
Lara: "PIUM PIUM PIUM"
yoongifem
Takamoto: Me ha faltado el respeto, ha allanado mi morada, ha matado a mis hombres...
Lara: He optimizado su plantilla, y, si me lo permite, racionalizaré su inventario.
Takamoto: ¿Se refiere a esto? Es la pieza más valiosa de mi colección.
Lara: ¿Y por qué lo es?
Takamoto: Me gusta recuperar objetos de ingleses fallecidos. En este caso, de uno de sus cruzados. Hay quien dice que el guerrero era uno de los caballeros del rey Arturo. No sé cómo se hizo con ella, porque esta claro que es anterior al siglo XI, cuando su pueblo vivía en chozas de adobe.
Lara: Y por ese motivo preferiría morir a entregarla.
Takamoto: Por eso no, ¡Por esto!
Lara: O_O
TheLatiosnlatias02
Lara stepped out of the elevator into a large circular room of polished dark blue marble, topped with a wide glass dome. Huge statues of serene Oriental figures gazed down from points around the room, yet she felt the presence of evil.
"You have disrespected me. You have broken into my house, you have killed my men."
Takamoto stood on a raised tier overhead, stripped to the waist ready for combat. He bore the full-body tattoos of the true yakuza.
"I've simplified your payroll," Lara returned. "And now, if you don't mind I'll streamline your inventory."
"You speak of this?" Takamoto held a staff tipped with a curious blade. "It is the most prized of my collection."
Lara folded her arms. "And why is that?"
"I am fond of recovering objects from dead Englishmen - in this case one of your Crusaders. Some have even said the warmonger was one of your King Arthur's knights. I do not know how the fool came by it, for it is clearly far older than the 11th Century, when your people lived in huts of mud."
"And for this reason you would rather die than hand it over?"
"No." Takamoto whirled the weapon around him. "For this one."
From the tip of the staff he unleashed a burst of energy towards Lara, an iridescent stream of green light. Though startled she acrobatically leaped aside, certain that its touch would mean harm. As the bolt of light dissipated she sprang up quickly to try to stop Takamoto using it again.
The floor was a dangerous place. Not only was there nowhere to shield herself from the bolts of energy Takamoto released, but turret guns opened up and tracked her as she ran. Behind each statue she noticed a vertical pole that led up past Takamoto's tier. She judged she ought best face him directly.
"You were a fool to come here," he taunted. "Beg for your life."
She climbed up, and quickly took stock of the arena, ignoring his mockery.
"Your fate approaches," he intoned coldly. "Where is your clever tongue now?"
The tier was a wide platform of glass sections that circled the entire room. The heads of the four huge statues protruded above, affording some cover at least. Takamoto lurked behind one such, across the room from her. He swept the staff in front of him and a wave of energy coursed towards his victim.
"Here is what you wish for. Do you understand, Ms Croft? The artifact is mine."
He seemed most comfortable utilising the staff in one of two heights: either low to the ground or waist high. As each successive wave shimmered towards her, Lara had to make a fast decision whether to jump or roll.
"Your movements betray your confusion," Takamoto sneered, as he unleashed another wave in her direction. "You will not be so lucky this time."
She took refuge behind one of the statues and tried to anticipate the next wave as it came. Though powerful, and its slightest touch harmful to her, it seemed not to be able to penetrate thick stone. Still she could not hide forever and stepped from behind to draw a bead on the furious gangster as he continued to taunt her.
"Have I satisfied your curiosity now? It is time to die!"
Time perhaps that he himself should die. Lara unloaded one clip after another as Takamoto showed himself, and stayed ready to duck for shelter if she misjudged his actions. The power of the staff seemed to protect him from the full force of the gun, but she laid down relentless fire. Wounded, her target took sudden flight around the perimeter.
"Now you will see your foolishness," he shouted. "Try to take what you came for."
Lara pursued him, keeping up concentrated automatic fire until ammo was gone. She switched to pistols and blazed away. As a wave of energy sliced out from the staff she jumped if it came high or ducked under if low. At a moment she lost sight of him another stream shimmered towards her; she was caught in the open, and dropped swiftly from the side of the tier to hang safe underneath before springing back up to resume the attack. Soon enough the crazed Takamoto sank to his knees.
"Hitoko de!" he cursed. "Assassin! Hell swallow you."
yoongifem
Takamoto: "Entienda, señorita Croft, el artefacto es mío"
"Esta vez no va a tener tanta suerte"
"Esto es lo que buscaba"
"Sus movimientos delatan que esta confundida"
"Ahora comprenderá que ha cometido una insensatez"
"Se acerca su final"
"Se ha equivocado al venir aquí"
"¿Te ha comido la lengua el gato?"
"¿Ya he satisfecho su curiosidad? ¡Pues es hora de que muera!"
Lara: "PIUM PIUM PIUM"
R van bergen
Love the drums.
Guinevere
Beautiful music.
George Henry
"It depends on whether he was naughty or not."
didi
Lara said Naughty or nice
didi
or nice!
LumaRose24
Takamoto: "Where is your clever tongue now?"
Lara: -_- stfu
Sovereignty95
badass