God, I literally just woke up and saw this, and to my groggy brain, the fan grill looked like rows of terrifying pointy teeth (sort of like Stephen King’s It). The stuff of nightmares. It took me a solid minute to even notice the tiny fan in the center.

The game that I thought would represent this year’s ultimate low for the industry - until it managed to beat its own achievement... with the DLC expansion known as “Barack Fu: The Adventures of Dirty Barry”.

PS: If you’ve enjoyed this or any of my other insane rants, might I humbly submit myself for consideration for un-graying? I feel terrible for the impudence I’m demonstrating in outright asking, but, having lived in the grays since the day the system was implemented, this is the only remaining possibility I can think…

Hmm... My theory for the comet was that it was actually the PUBG world on collision course with Fortnight’s (and that they would eventually orbit each other close enough that, with some effort, you’d be able to jump between them); I was wrong then, but I’ll double-down on the concept here, and say that the rocket…

I do feel bad for the woman, assuming there’s some form of solid explanation for the 2-year delay that doesn’t involve this being an attempt at profiting from unrelated hospitalization, but only insofar as I feel bad for any suffering human being.

Hopefully, I’ll find the time to finish off Vampyr - looking forward to spending more time healing the sick and helping the poor (then eating them), then fighting vampire hunters (and eating them), then fighting other vampires (and eating them too).

I’ll just leave this here...

I tend to shy away from playing with strangers, simply because I have rather severe social anxiety, but what you wrote does sound promising - I may give Boardgamearena a try to test the waters, and see where I go from there. Anyway, thanks for the advice ☺️

I read half the review before realizing this was a board game, and was getting all excited - but I have no friends who enjoy board games, so that realization left me sad. Then I saw that they’re making a video game adaptation, and once again, there was excitement!

It’s not a miniature giant space-hamster, but it'll do.

And the people will ask, “Who the hell are Guns’n’Roses?”. To which we reply, “A rock band, child.”. Then they ask, “What the hell is Rock?” - and it’s at this point we’ve heard enough, and it’s time for a paddlin’.

I’ll be downloading it for the first time now, for essentially the same reason - not sure if I’ll ever play the Battle Royale mode itself, but running around building stuff (and blowing it up) in a sandbox seems like a fun distraction... and who knows, maybe it really will get me to at least try the core game itself.

It’s kind of the expected rubber-banding from the traditional feminist movement: when a group has spent ages fighting against being pigeonholed into a particular set of roles, it becomes easy to reflexively feel offended by those who then willingly take on such a role, because it feels like they are helping to destroy…

That could actually be fun - play your game, and try to drag out your miserable life as long as you can before you die: and when you do, you restart as a different character in the same world you left behind. Injuries realistically harm the use of the affected body part, fester if not immediately treated (and often…

I feel like most modern games (ultra-linear FPS campaigns aside) simply aren’t designed to ‘end’, as such. Yes, they have an ending, but really more out of necessity, rather than as the grand climax that the whole game has been building up to, filled with cathartic closure. A good ending leaves you fully satisfied,…

I’m right there with you (and actually genuinely miss rotary phones - it made dialing fun!).

So it’s like hanging out with your friends while playing videogames, for people who have no friends?

I will freely admit to having “done the Mario” back in my college days, although, in my defense, liquors drunkened me.

I’ve been plugging away at it for almost 4 years now - I suppose the harsh real-world take-away here is that my posts just haven’t been nearly as captivating and brilliantly insightful as I’d always believed.

The story is good when you are slowly collecting the individual little fragments, but, for most people, the process of assembling the whole trilogy into a complete, overarching story that can be explained to another individual inevitably gets cut short as they go mad, eat their own eyeballs right out of the skull, then…