This is how I felt when I finished the Blood & Wine DLC for Witcher 3. I’d been playing the game for so long and had done so much all over the world that, when it finally ended, I felt a great sadness. I knew that, while I could come back and explore more, I would never embark on a great quest with Geralt again.

My thoughts exactly. If this is one of those games where you’re “required” to be online for no reason, then it’s a hard pass from me.

This just immediately became my favorite post on Kotaku ever. I never actually owned ActRaiser, but rented it enough when I was a kid that the video store should have just given it to me.

Naturally, you guys left this out, because it didn’t fit your narrative that Brown is the aggrieved party somehow:

There is actually a scene where Jim takes his son to a waterfall and is able to talk freely because the sound makes it impossible for the creatures to hear them. Probably the closest it gets.

Or a vending machine where everything costs $1 US Dollar...which no one in Venezuela has.

Outlaw has a sort of soft auto-targeting system where you can lock onto an enemy ship and you’ll just generally follow it, with your speed matched to theirs. It’s a great idea; it’s generous enough to take one of the hassles out of space combat on a 2D screen (knowing where your opponent is while outside your direct…

Watch Oakland trade this motherfucker to the Pats.

I look forward to him joining Leveon Bell on the Jets in a midseason trade when the Raiders finally realize that he’s not worth the headaches, especially when Carr continually underthrows him.

So is this a good game for someone who doesn’t have much time each week to play (2 hours tops) or would I get too frustrated with it?

I probably have told this story here before but, in college, our CO-ED dorm floor was playing a pickup flag football game in a grassy area that also happened to have several large trees around it. We all agreed that nothing should go anywhere near the trees.

I don’t want him to get off that easy. The appropriate punishment is to let Bivens wing 95 mph fastballs at him until he drops.

Fuck off, asshole. Not the time to try and bolster your woke credentials.

Their reporting was really on the ball here.

No, the most Irish thing ever is the three guys in the foreground barely even reacting.

I work in an industry that does a lot of metal finishing. That first one is not rose gold. Way too much pink and very little gold.

A Fresno man named Dana Hutchings died on Tuesday night after collapsing during a taco-eating contest at a Fresno Grizzlies game

I was one of the few at the game last night. When Canning wound up to throw to second, I heard a couple of people go “oh boy”. Apparently, Angel fans are trained to expect comedic errors.

Looks like Frank Drebin is working undercover again.

The Cardinals need to change their slogan to "This Team Makes Me Want to Drink".