My name is Link and these are the longest three days of my life

So a friend of mine recently downloaded Majora's Mask on his Wii. After playing through the first half hour or so I couldn't help but feel that there was something familiar about this game. And it wasn't just the FF VII rip off. (Moon coming to crash into the world aka Meteor coming to crash into the planet) It was something else. The pressure of the time constant was really getting to me. Three days to save the world just didn't seem like enough time. Not to mention the fact that one day seemed to take about ten minutes. I felt like, like...
Jack Bauer.

I even kind of looked like him.You know, cuz they're both... blond.

As I ran around the town doing inane mini quests in order to save the world I kept yelling out "We're running out of time!"
What's that Jimmy you want to play hide and seek before you give me access to your secret tower in which an astronomer/pedophile hangs out. Don't you see that huge moon with the creepy smile on it's face about to crash into the town and kill us all.
Your lucky I am a Deku scrub and can only blow bubbles at you. If I had my sword I'd cut you up and play hide and go seek with the pieces. I'm the warrior of time you little twerp! And I'm your only hope, so stop wasting my time and let me into your tower.

A minnion and his dog- er, wolf

It just warms the heart doesn't it.

Brutal Legend: The Awesomeness and the Quotes

Which are one and the same.

"Do you ever feel like you were born in the wrong time? Like you should have been born earlier, when the music was... real?"
"Like the 70's?"
"Earlier, like... the early 70's."

"What have you done?"
"Created beauty by simply rocking that's all.

“Hundreds of our strongest young men. Toiling their lives away like their fathers and their grandfathers before them. Given no tools. Forced to break solid rock with nothing but their own thick skulls.”
“Well come on let’s bust them out of there. Where’s the gate?”
“There is no gate.”
“What?”
“They have no where to go. No idea how to function outside the pit. Society has no use for them. So they stay underground. I wish I could help them, but I mean, what do you do with a bunch of kids who don’t know how to do anything but bang their heads all day long?”
“You start a revolution Lars,” sniff, “Right now. It’s time to sound the battle cry.”
“...Have you been looking at my sword?”

“What is that sound?”
“It’s a devil screaming.”
“It’s an angel singing.”
“It is the pounding of creations hammer on the anvil of time.”
“It’s -ing awesome.”
“It’s called Heavy Metal. And it’s the real reason you should bang your heads.”

"A good roadie knows his whole job is to make someone else look good. Keep someone else safe. Help someone else do what they were put here to do. A good roadie stays out of the spot light. If he’s doing his job right you don’t even know he’s there. Once in awhile he might step on stage just to fix a problem, to set something right. But then before you even realize he was there, or what he did, he’s gone."

He is Eddie Rigs. The worlds best roadie, and metal's only hope.

Brutal Legend. Coming this Rocktober.