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Now You're Messin' With a Son of a B*tch


They killed his best friend...
They kidnapped his girlfriend...
Their mistake.
John Rambo and Catherine Zeta-Jones team up for the first time ever in the computer gaming event of the year: Now You're Messin' With a Son of a B*tch.

Now You're Messin' With a Son of a B*tch is a two-player collaborative fighting game with a dramatic plot right out of a Hollywood script. The game features extensive cutscene animations, use of motion capture data, and a moving soundtrack.

http://graphics.stanford.edu/courses/cs248-videogame-competition/cs248-00/SOB/sob.zip
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Offline Flipside

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ROFL I actually was quite enjoying it until the game started and then Rambo just started Breakdancing on the spot, spinning round and round till I got dizzy and had to stop the program :D

Flipside :)

  

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Now You're Messin' With a Son of a B*tch
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