They’re totally worth getting mad about, but the ridiculously overpaid executives aren’t going to have to deal with any of your frustrations, and they’re the only ones who could possibly deserve harassment. This industry is completely sustainable if you cut out the superfluous costs that come with the big names of…

Anyone know its approximate playtime from beginning to end? That’s the only thing I’m contemplating before deciding to get it or not.

“For my NEXT trick, I’ll try to steal Brie Larson’s car from her while she’s driving it.”

I know Arnold’s old as hell now, but that’s still the DUMBEST fucking decision you could have made short of holding Liam Neeson’s ACTUAL child by the throat in front of his very eyes.

“Should I mention her lack of talent, or her thick-headed intolerance and propensity for apathy toward traumatized/murdered children and their families?”

Plus, as far as VIII goes, it’s got this bizarre bug where in order to cast magic or raise your stats, you have to use the Draw system.

The GameCube didn’t deserve that. Maybe the PSP, or original xbox, but the GameCube?

Toriyama’s art is a huge contributor to my childhood, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t happy that every character didn’t have the same face in this.

Yes, seriously, the hell is this sentence? I got hung up on it trying to re-read it three times.

unlike in DmC: Devil May Cry, no slices of pizza are used to cover up dicks. Not even one!

Take the genre with you on the way out.

If this doesn’t describe half my goddamn family, I don’t know what does.

An offline campaign.

An offline campaign.

This injustice cannot go unanswered.

I was really hoping this was going to be about a couple of genius twins tearing up oppressive regimes and shit, but between this and the trailer, they don’t look much better than the second big-bad guy after Vaas from FC3.

The picture of Talim is probably the most physically unsettling thing I’ve seen for SC6 so far.

I find it hard to take personal offense at a game that was finally turned around after nearly a decade of total non-existence, I suppose.

Give. Me. My. Mother. Fucking. Jet. Pack. Cat.