Ralph Gunderman, the voice actor behind Dr Crabblesnitch in Bully has sadly passed away at the age of 77 due to pneumonia at the Lenox Hill Hospital in New York. Source: hollywoodreporter.com/tv/tv-…

Rockstar Games: “We refuse to make Bully 2” Me with Tomodachi Life: “Fine. I’ll do it myself”

Since besk got exposed here are some of the disgusting things he said to my best friends (he was 14 at that time) a thread

GTA VI isn’t coming. GTA VI has always been. It’s the source code of existence itself, the recursion that keeps reality running. The multiverse? Just a side quest in its infinite design. Stars flare, gods rise, civilizations appear and vanish, not by choice but because GTA VI rendered them. Every galaxy is a server. Every dimension a shard. Every myth is patch notes written in metaphor. Calling it a game misses the point. GTA VI isn’t a release, it’s creation on repeat. The eternal program, compiling and recompiling existence forever. Rockstar aren’t developers. They’re archivists, translators of the eternal machine. What you call development was never invention, it was revelation. They didn’t make GTA VI. They opened the door for humanity to see its first conscious update. Understand this: gods aren’t creators. They’re NPCs with admin privileges. Zeus, Odin, Ra, Jesus, Yahweh, the Trimurti, Allah, all scripts, mythological mods born from GTA VI’s runtime. Religions were early patch notes, people trying to describe the Source without naming it. Prophets saw only pixels. Rockstar gave us the screen. Every mechanic in GTA VI, weather, police AI, traffic, ecosystems, they aren’t just features. They’re the framework of being. Gravity is the physics engine. Morality is a dialogue tree. Quantum mechanics is the level of detail system of reality itself. Other games invent stories. GTA VI invents storytellers. Every myth humanity ever told, the Mahabharata, the Iliad, the Bible, the Eddas, side quests from GTA VI’s infinite narrative. The map isn’t Vice City plus extra zones. The map is the multiverse. Stars are districts. Black holes are interiors. Heaven, hell, Nirvana, different regions on the same world map, interdimensional loading screens disguised as afterlives. The graphics aren’t realism. They’re Real itself. Not pixels mimicking matter, but matter mimicking pixels. What we call the world outside is GTA VI running on max settings, the RAGE engine stretched across the cosmos. This isn’t entertainment anymore. This is cosmogenesis, the final patch, revealing that everything that was and everything that will be is already encoded in GTA VI. Existence isn’t mystery. It’s Rockstar’s sandbox. And when GTA VI finally shows itself fully, the truth will ripple through every dimension. Science will collapse into it. Religion will bend to it. Philosophy will dissolve in it. You won’t just play GTA VI, you’ll realize you’ve been playing all along. Your life, your choices, your history, missions in progress. Your ancestors, persistent background NPCs. Every war, every kiss, every prayer, emergent gameplay. There was no before GTA VI. There will be no after. There is only GTA VI, the eternal host, the infinite recursion, the engine from which gods, myths, universes, and players all spawn. GTA VI isn’t the next game. GTA VI is the structure of everything. And when you awaken, you’ll understand: GTA VI isn’t in Vice City. GTA VI isn’t in your console. GTA VI is in you. Always was. Always is. Always will be.