1960-1977
In 1976 several of the same engineers who had designed the Atari VCS were already laying out plans for a new set of chips with so much power and abilities for graphics and sounds that Atari's next game console would far overshadow its first creation, the VCS.
Player 1: 3 Lives
Round 1: Pong
Score: 500
between bars of candicane - paddles passing stars
balance these late majestries -blip- saddle bashing arms
between Viet.conflict and scars - whittled by charm,
...................... sickles hammers and battle arms.
sorry's in the -blip- boarded closet, we're whored by Mcarthy.
board games to war play on play dates for foreplay -
importing tv's to Kennedy's, resting in Atari scores saved.
X X X X X X X
-100
Player 1: 2 Lives
Round 1: Pong
Score: 400
we'll kick -blip- cannon balls with a sable sanded boys limbs;
napalm Niagara fall-outs along a single handed joy stick. + 200
between a rock and a grid blip we've got a lot to compete with;
beeps in a data stream bread limbs in a weathered sequence.
scene destruction is -blip- on the breach of reconstruction,
graphic custom in the peoples eyes of vietna-geo-sumption;
our country rest solely on -blip- cartridge tongue holes,
and hours of pong: in technology we march, a carpal tunnel.
Player 1: 2 Lives
Round 2: Tank
Score: 600
The fields been leveled up again - level 2 yields republicans
as steel tanks take the maze of semi-full metal subsiquence.
artificial incognito - NATO digital tape starts to mark the fiscal
in hearts of tech elite ... enemy in sight start the lists roll:
enlist all able hands and greater fingers, play war little gamers -
wined the maze in brazen time, sifting multi-mines to single craters.
X X X X X X X
-100
Player 1: 2 Lives
Round 2: Tank
Score: 500
passing musket fat packs for chattering red tap pads;
bayonets replaced by ravonettes along a generals last pass. +200
techno-anti seldom, as radio control fancies well-done
under napalm handy upper hand and we hum their antebellum.
the toggle wobbles across the wheat grass valley reach
reaching civilian city street ways and wayward alley sheep.
killing on synthetic latex with prosthetic pace legs tilling,
we walked before they learned to crawl away with haydays willing.
Player 1: 2 Lives
Final Round: Pacman
Score: 700
kicking rocks across a broken hot box, hope it's dead.
i hope this top wont blow across my open head. -400
with a joystick bound in each little boys grip we comb vietnow
with remote controlled trolls, sweeping city coves we prowl
skipping TNT and bleeding stones, a rebel ghost moves in ...
searching trebled homes through thin settled scopes of tin - -200
i need an outpost! screams the yellow bellied sweep,
the rebels are gaining speed he needs a fellow allied team! -100
GAME OVER!
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