I was almost immediately reminded of Prey as I started playing Subterrain. So I was all, “YES! This’ll tide me over until June when the next bit of Prey is released or revealed. Huzzah!” And while further playing did indeed reveal the two games have similarities, there’s a lot more that separates them. Not least the form of presentation. Plus, one’s a trihple ayyyy (or, AAA) and t’other’s an indie. But both of those things are besides the point. They are somewhat irrelevant. Why have I mentioned them? Because I can.
In which one brave writer wades into the thick, swampy waters of his backlog and plays a random game from it for an hour or two. Probably with little-to-no prior knowledge of said game, because he’s forgotten why he bought it.
I got the gist of what was happening, but I barely understood what the hell was going on in Virginia. Apparently, that’s by design. Or I’m just stupid. It could be a mixture of the two. It isn’t though.
Ahoy! As the title suggests, I’ve spent a few hours in Sea of Thieves. What I’ve played so far, I love. Aargh. I half-heartedly promise to keep pirate themed vocabulary to a minimum. But I’m sure there’ll be points where it’s required, ye scurvy dogs and/or landlubbers.
I started writing this at 39 hours. Then I started writing it again at 62 hours. Finally, here I am at 85 hours. Infection has set in. My flesh has rotted and flaked from my bones, and I’ve managed to get the game’s teeth out of me.
Being positive or optimistic is, on the whole, not a bad thing. I mean, probably. So shut up. Of course, there are people out there who are overly positive. Delusionally positive. Too positive for their own good. Positive squared. Etc. But I’m not here to talk about them. They can eff off.
He fails. Oh he fails so hard.
I could care less. I couldn’t care less. Either way, I don’t care.
I’ve a quick thought exercise for you. Yeah, I know. Reading and exercise in one post. I’m the worst. But whatever. It’ll only take a moment. Or maybe several. Not long, is the point.