#crash2

[wishmaker1028]

Crash Bandicoot timeline

This would be my timeline for the Crash Bandicoot series: >Crash 1 >Crash 2 >Crash 3 >Crash 4 >Wrath of Cortex >Twinsanity Maybe someday we will get a reboot of Twinsanity. Maybe not... Who knows?

[themrnworld]

Tawna & the Nitro Squad(in my Headcanon & Fanfiction^^) . . . #activision #naughtydog #CrashBandicoot #crashteamracingnitrofueled #crashbandicootnsanetrilogy #TawnaBandicoot #LizBandicoot #AmiBandicoot #NitroSquad #Headcanon #Crash2 #Crash3 https://www.instagram.com/p/COr_TsLAvPS/?igshid=1rsen1eyk0klh

[swaggerblonde]

Swagger Blonde Let's Plays Crash Bandicoot 2 PlayStation 1 #12 Rocket Rumble Stumble

[jardinej-manwryte]

Leighton you killed it bro! S/O @adventureclub for going all out for the first BIG EDM FESTIVAL BACK @ubbidubbifest 60K strong! Love me some Adventure Club vibes! Gotta get Christian in there again tho! 🔥💙❤️🔥 #TheDrop #AdventureClub ##Dubstep #Electrohouse #MelodicBass #Chillstep #Illenium #Krewella #Kaivon #Yuna #UbbiDubbiFestival #FirstFestBack #DiscoDonnie #HybridTrap #HighLikeThis #Crash2.0 #DallasK #edm #vibes #takemeback #throwbackthursday #WereBack (at Ubbi Dubbi) https://www.instagram.com/p/CORPqUZnEZ1/?igshid=1t846j5evixzw

[hudsonsvideogames]

We have some amazing complete in box PlayStation games in stock today!! Come in and get one of these classic games before they're gone!! #hudsonsvideogames #hudsonsvideogamesoviedo #retro #classic #videogames #gaming #retrogaming #sony #playstation #parasiteeve2 #crashbash #crash2 #re2 #dinocrisis #legendofdragoon #cib (at Hudson's Video Games - Oviedo Mall) https://www.instagram.com/p/CLj8zsvHYt-/?igshid=17q4g959ynfmz

[mikeyslifeondisplay]

“You’re the drug running through my veins...” #crash2.0 #dallask #adventureclub #singalong #edm #edc #edclv #edclv2015

[milkymoetan]

E não é que tinha mais da dupla dinâmica perdida o celular? . #coslpay #ressacafriends #2016 #naughtdog #crash #coco #crashbandicoot #bandicoot #cocobandicoot #crash2 #crashwarped #pura #tiger #minipura #stuffedtoy #gijinka #anthropoform #humanized #sunglasses #hearts (em Ressaca Friends)

[kapowemag]

Getting some crash on! Can't beat a lazy Sunday What are you playing #gamers ? #retrogaming #ps2 #crashbandicoot #crash #cortex #crash2 #sony #geek #gamer #retrogames #rce #retrocastradio #rcr #retrostation #90s #00s #80s #gaming #filter #childhood #memories

[benji-mannimations]

It's Cash Banooka

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#crashbandicoot #crash #crashbandicoot4itsabouttime #crash2 #fanart

[apollos-armpits]

crash2

[mrb52563]

I ADVERTISED A BLACK BMW AROUND 2000 A DARWEN MAN TURNED UP WITH CITREON AX NOW CHECK REG M303 LINK TO 303 ROCHDALE ROAD TURN VILLAGE SILVIA TO LINK PLANE TREE

SO WHEN I SEE HENRI PAUL T REES JONES ONE I

NO SCHOOL LINK MARK JONES 2 THEN CRASH2

ALMA STREET TO WILL CARLING TO JAMES HEWITT TO HASNET KHAN TO ART APPRAISER TO DODI FAYED ALL LINKED DI WAS TELLING WORLD OF UP COMING 911 FACT SHES POINTED ARCHITECTURE ROCHDALE VIA HEART DOCTOR HASNET KHAN TO CAR CRASH WILL CARLING TO MOHAMMAD LINK HA R RODS TO LINK USA

ALL THERE SO MILLS TO RICHARD BROKEN FACE TRACEY BROKEN FACE SKIPTON LINKS JOHN HILL TO DOLDIER LINK BLACK PUDDINGS T IRELAND RICHARD NIXON TO JACKIE KENNEDY SEE JACK STRAW 1999 SO YES DIANA WAS LINKING USING MEDIA AND POINTING TO ROYALS

[swaggerblonde]

Swagger Blonde Let's Plays Crash Bandicoot 2 PlayStation 1 #11 Taking the Piston!

[nbula-rising]

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[crashynews]

Airumu: [Crash2] Vs. Metal Cortex (PS1 Modding)

Airumu: [Crash2] Vs. Metal Cortex (PS1 Modding)

This is the WIP mod, and the first object I’ve made by coding. Thanks Hermanni, he recolored some things such as Coetex. Also, thank you for 10000 subscribers! :3

[molebradry]

Playlist: http://bit.ly/3oewF41 Warp Room 5 Me playing precaution cause I was stressed out getting this done for today. 0:00 - Piston It Away 10:41 - Rock It 16:45 - Night Fight 25:33 - Pack Attack 31:54 - Spaced Out (Gem Route) 37:08 - Spaced Out Normal Route 46:58 - Dr. Neo Cortex 48:31 - Normal Ending + Credits 59:17 - Snow Biz (All Boxes Red Gem) 1:09:54 - 100% Ending Piston It Away - This is one of those you might as well get everything in one go cause you don't want to come back levels. To get all the boxes you have to take the Death Route. But you can't go back once you take it. And that route only has a few boxes. So you have keep going up until you reach the checkpoint box after the bonus route then Backtrack. The annoying thing there is you need to leave one particular enemy alive or you can't go back. Rock It - A level to get you used to the jetpack. Thankfully nothing's secret here. Night Fight - The other darkness level. Not too bad. Just need to backtrack some for the boxes on the death route. My capture card also went on the fritz. Probably the HDMI cables again. Pack Attack - The 2nd Jetpack level. Spaced Out - You essentially have to do this twice. Or may as well. The Gem Route is it's own route with no boxes. Rather rough but a good set of extra lives. Dying sends you all the way back to start though. Normal Route has the traps that limit your room to jump around. Dr. Neo Cortex - Simple as really the only way to fail is that Cortex gets to the end before you defeat him. Snow Biz (All Boxes, Red Gem) - Rather rough considering you gotta make jumps over Nitro Boxes. But this gets you all the boxes needed to get the gem. And that's it for this. Moving on to Crash 3. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Support Me On Ko-Fi: https://ift.tt/2s1w37u Subscribe to Me: https://goo.gl/Jb4xtm Most Recent Upload: https://goo.gl/CcnPeH Most Popular Upload: https://goo.gl/id51qE Twitter: http://goo.gl/GjHNP -------------------------------------------------------------------- #Crash2 #GamingMole #NSaneTrilogy

[wordsandshawn]

Crash2

A/n: I know I have taken a really long time to finally get this posted. It has been sitting in my drafts for a while, but I just wasn’t happy with the way it was turning out. Here it is, finally. The original Crash can be found here.

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Shawn’s POV

I’m on first name basis with the nurses here. They come and go in twelve hour shifts. Sometimes, the ending of one shift and the arrival of a new nurse is the only way I keep track of time passing. Everything here seems to be playing on a loop, the nurses coming in and out, food arriving and being taken away barely eaten, people coming and going, Andrew, Geoff, my bandmates, y/n’s family. Everyone comes and goes. The same stations on the tv get boring. The hospital smell, and the sound of carts and wheelchairs and quiet chatter outside, it all blends together so much that I barely even notice it anymore. 

I’ve been over every possible moment of the crash in my head as many times as I possibly can, but the worst part of the concussion is that I really can’t remember much of the events that came right before it. Unfortunately, the events that I can’t remember are the events that led to the crash. The police came to talk to me shortly after it happened at the hospital. They wanted to know my side of the story, but I didn’t have much of a side to the story. There were eyewitnesses and the other car involved. They’re saying the crash was my fault, and I have no choice but to believe them. Knowing that it’s my fault that y/n is in so much pain right now is the worst part of all of this. 

Luckily the other people are all fine, y/n got the worst of it. That breaks my heart. I’d give anything to be the one in pain and not her. The first few days were rough. I spent most of them asleep. It took everything in me to hold it together. The waiting, the surgeries, the trying our best, the doing everything we can, those days were long and emotionally exhausting. But it turned into, optimistic, into she’s a fighter, and finally into she’s going to pull through. 

When she woke up, I thought the hardest part was finally over. Things can only go up from here, I told myself. But I was wrong, because the hardest days weren't the days spent wondering if she was going to survive, the hardest days were the ones following her finally waking up. The one’s where she woke up in pain and wanted nothing more than for it to all stop. Knowing that I’m the reason for her pain is killing me too. Its making me wish I didn’t survive the crash, I didn’t deserve to. 

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I wake up to a nurse entering. Rubbing my eyes, I notice it’s dark outside. I check my watch, and it reads 3:04am. I’ve gotten used to being awoken over and over again in the middle of the night because of nurses coming in and out to check vitals, to change dressings. And even when the nurses aren’t coming in and waking me up, I wake myself up. I can’t sleep well because I’m worried about y/n. I can’t sleep well because nightmares of the crash haunt my dreams. What happens in them are a little different every time, but none of them ever end well. 

I sit up a little straighter, and look over to where y/n is asleep. I hate that she’ll probably wake up soon. She doesn’t get to sleep much either, but the time that she is asleep are the only moments of peace she gets. 

“Hi Shawn,” Nicole says quietly as she wheels in a cart with various medical equipment on it. 

“Hey,” I respond, rubbing my eyes. “Are you checking her vitals again?” I question, knowing she was just here an hour ago, and they don’t normally check them that often. 

“No,” She responds, “I have to check her IV.” Through tired eyes, I watch her gently move y/n’s arm, so that she can see the IV. She silently looks at it for a few seconds, and y/n starts to stir, signaling that she’s waking up. 

“Is something wrong?” I question. 

“I’m going to need to insert a new IV.” She says simply.

“Does it have to be right now?” I ask. I realize that it probably does have to be right now or else she wouldn’t be trying to do it in the middle of the night, but I know how much y/n hates needles and hates having one constantly in her. I hate to have her wake up only to have to go through having another IV inserted, as though it wasn’t hard enough the other two times they inserted an IV and at least then it was during normal waking hours. 

“It does, her other IV moved so the medicine isn’t going where it needs to be. A new one has to be inserted as soon as possible.”

I know she's right. I know that she knows what she’s doing. I just wish it didn’t have to be so difficult. Y/n already had a rough day and I wish we could just leave her alone to sleep.

Y/n is inevitably woken up by the nurse beginning to remove the tape over her IV. Her sleepy eyes glance at the nurse and then to her arm and then over to me. I’m in the same spot I've been in since she’s been moved to this room. She knows I’ll be here when she wakes up. She holds my gaze for a second, but doesn’t even bother to ask what’s going on. I scoot closer to the bed. Leaning over, I hold y/n’s hand, and notice the way she closes her eyes, her own way of trying to pretend that she’s not here, that this isn’t happening, and that she’s not in pain. I wish I could close my eyes and have everything be better for her, but it doesn’t work that way. 

“She’s changing your IV,” I tell her quietly. I know she didn’t ask, but she deserves to know. She doesn’t respond, but she squeezes my hand a little bit tighter, so I know she heard me. My heart hurts so much. I’d gladly take her place if I could, but really I’m just so thankful that she’s okay. She’s alive, and I get to still love her. I can't help but feel like the luckiest guy in the world because my girl is still here. There is nothing like almost losing someone who means the world to you. It definitely puts things into perspective. 

Y/n moves a little closer to me, so I immediately close the space between us two. I know she tried to hide her pain, just like she always does, but I caught the way that her forehead scrunched a bit and the frown that crossed her face, even if only briefly. I kiss her on the forehead lightly, “It’s okay, baby,” I say softly, And I almost hate myself for how many times I have said those words to her. I’ve run out of things to say to make things better, because the truth is there’s nothing I can say that’s going to make anything okay. There’s nothing I can say that is going to change things.