I’m perma-fucked because Younger Me decided to use a fake birthday to create the account all those years ago and I can’t re-access it in unless I submit said fake birthday into the login screen. All past efforts to guess the falsified date have failed spectacularly.

So, what RPG trope are we going with for this guy’s true identity/role?

I lost it at Overwatch x Rocky Horror. Well played.

Can we actually infuse the masks so we can boost their light level and wear them in endgame PvE without getting curbstomped? Or maybe get a transmog system going?

I’ll put my vote in for calling NX the Revolution, which was the codename for the first Wii.

*skeletal fire-breathing demon ninja

There are some really good ones, like the time he crushed a book only to have it violently explode and destroy part of his setup.

But do they learn the art of knowing nothing?

To be fair, Arthas was edgy and self-loathing before being edgy and self-loathing was cool, so there were some pretty big shoes to fill.

BFG doesn’t need to be wieldy when one shot gets the job done.

Nah. RNG wasn’t the problem. The problem was that there was ZERO method to work towards the summer skins you wanted after RNG sufficiently failed you aside from dumping more time/money into a slot machine where you could STILL get screwed. That event was just there to prey on the addicts and completionists with deep…

Getting my weekly Destiny grind in check so I can be ready to conquer Wrath of the Machine on hard mode. Getting your light level to 380 is a slog. Even when you have three characters firing on all cylinders and slamming out raids/nightfalls/trials, getting ready for hard mode raids is daunting.

Really? No Shaq Fu jokes?

Huh. I got more excited over hearing about the Bulletstorm remaster over Battleborn going F2P.

A day or two after Rise of Iron came out, players discovered the fastest, dreariest workaround possible, opting as usual for mindless repetition over the fun of actually playing the game.

Dead or Alive did it first.

Those silly matches where you’re on a team of 6 Winstons or 6 Roadhogs have been some of the most fun and memorable games I’ve ever taken part in.

Meh. Been seeing this shit in Garry’s Mod servers for around a decade.

To be fair, Destiny’s real “endgame” consists of hopelessly grinding strikes, raids, events, and other instances in the hopes of finding gear with the highest light levels and ultimate perk rolls, typically for the sake of getting a high-performance PvP setup.

Now that’s devotion. I remember when you had to visit some shady roleplay website or internet message board if you wanted to try and satisfy your romantic affiliation with fictional characters.