Shook off my sober guards and civil fears;Captain Jim shook his head sagely.
<p>Bullet Hell Monday Black is an upcoming bullet hell shoot ‘em up from indie developer Masayuki Ito. As you’d expect, it looks incredibly trippy, with vibrant, pulsing colours and a near-constant onslaught of lasers and explosions.</p><p>This isn’t the developer’s first foray into the genre, with his earlier games .Decluster Zero and the original version of Bullet Hell Monday cementing him as one of the preeminent creators of shmups on mobile.</p><p>Bullet Hell Monday Black could perhaps be described as a remixed version or a definite version of Bullet Hell Monday. It falls into the Danmaku genre (bullet hell, barrage or bullet curtain), so – on a basic level – it’s a vertical-scrolling 2D shooter.</p><p>Returning players can expect to see 6 all-new special weapons, completely rebuilt stages, and a handful of smart gameplay improvements. For example, you can now play more aggressively than ever thanks to the reduced cooldown time on bombs and other special weaponry. This means you’ll spend less time defending yourself and more time on the assault.</p>Till now did ne'er invite nor never woo.
"Miss Shirley, ma'am, I'm NOT! And I wouldn't be if I was to marry a dozen Yankees! Tom's kind of nice. And besides, I thought I'd better not be too hard to please, for I mightn't get another chance. Tom don't drink and he don't growl because he has to work between meals, and when all's said and done I'm satisfied, Miss Shirley, ma'am."TikTakTimeOne morning, when a windy golden sunrise was billowing over the gulf in waves of light, a certain weary stork flew over the bar of Four Winds Harbor on his way from the Land of Evening Stars. Under his wing was tucked a sleepy, starry-eyed, little creature. The stork was tired, and he looked wistfully about him. He knew he was somewhere near his destination, but he could not yet see it. The big, white light-house on the red sandstone cliff had its good points; but no stork possessed of any gumption would leave a new, velvet baby there. An old gray house, surrounded by willows, in a blossomy brook valley, looked more promising, but did not seem quite the thing either. The staring green abode further on was manifestly out of the question. Then the stork brightened up. He had caught sight of the very place--a little white house nestled against a big, whispering firwood, with a spiral of blue smoke winding up from its kitchen chimney--a house which just looked as if it were meant for babies. The stork gave a sigh of satisfaction, and softly alighted on the ridge-pole.
Don't make much ado about nothing.
1. GOD MODE
2. DUMB ENEMY
3. NO ADS