Okay, so let’s say that you have somebody in your life. You want to love them. You want to adore them. But no matter what they do, no matter how noble their intentions, they always find a way to mess things up. You know the type – the person who offers to make you dinner without asking if you have food allergies, and before they even realize that they’ve made a mistake your entire reality is melting around you while you try to tell them that your throat is “numb, numb, narm” just before tumbling from your chair and blacking out when your head smacks off the linoleum floor.
That, to me, is Penny Arcade. I want to like them. Really, I do. But goddamn do they frustrate the hell out of me sometimes. It seems like no matter what they try to do, they dig themselves into a massive hole, and upon realizing that they’ve made a terrible error and are stuck in this massive hole their only course of action is to try and dig their way to freedom. Unfortunately, they only manage to burrow deeper and deeper until they hit the bedrock of absurdity, where the subterranean mole people whose homes were inadvertently destroyed by the excavation come to worship the “surface dwellers” as infallible deities. Meanwhile, back on the surface the rest of us are left to gather around the gaping hole they’ve created and shout “what the fuck are you doing?!”, knowing that our cries of confusion and frustration will go unheard in the deep, dark chasm of brain death.
All that said, let’s talk about this “Diversity Lounge” thing. Continue reading
Yeah, it’s that time of year again where everybody who is even remotely affiliated with video games takes to their various outlets (blogs, YouTube, magazines, smoke signals, face tattoos, etc.) to opine about their absolute favorite games from what was the thirteenth year of the declared “Willennium*.” 2013 was a calendar year for gaming with Sony and Microsoft giving us new iterations of Playstation and Xbox, the continued rise of the “indie game” with Gone Home, Papers, Please, Don’t Starve and, of course, the announcement and beta of Dungeonmans from my friend Jim Shepard.
There were a ton of really, really, stupendously amazing games this year: BioShock Infinite, The Last of Us, and Retro City Rampage immediately come to mind. But there was one that stood head and shoulders above the rest for a multitude of reasons…
UPDATE: Well, Riot Games realized that their initial contacts may have been a bit far-reaching and have announced to the world and all her citizens that they’ll be revising their policy. And there was much rejoicing.
ORIGINAL: For those of you who aren’t aware, yesterday (or “December 4th, 2013″ for those of you reading this in THE FUTURE™) a portion of the contract that teams who sign on for the League of Legends Championship Series leaked to the public today, via onGamers. The portion of the contract highlighted the different games that players who are under contract with Riot are not allowed to stream. As you can imagine, this story quickly made its way around the webbernets and has sparked quite the discussion amongst not only theLeague of Legends community, but the communities of many of the games listed.
The reaction has been mixed. Some side with Riot and see this as them attempting to protect their brand, while others are much more colorful in their outrage. Team Dignitas’ Michael Santana, known ironically* as “Imaqtpie,” responded to the news poignantly and concisely with “Riot can suck my dick.” Continue reading
Christ it’s been a while since I’ve updated this thing. You see, when you’re hit by a fuckin’ car and have your wrist broken, your ability to write proficiently is cut down significantly. So, as I warned you in my previous post from back in July, I wouldn’t be updating for a few weeks.
It went longer than anticipated.
But I’m back, and good lord has “stuff” occurred. Where to begin… oh! I know! I lost my job! Continue reading
As some of you may have figured out if you follow my Twitter or Facebook at all, I’ve finally taken the plunge and started playing League of Legends again. I had sworn the game off for ages, partially because I had never played Defense of the Ancients, and partly because of the time commitment necessary to become functional at the game, not to speak of the time and effort commitment to actually become anything resembling “good.” What initially pushed me away was one unfortunate experience in the summer of 2011. I remember this because I was still at BioWare, and everyone in my department was playing the game. I wanted to see what it was about so I decided to downloaded the game. I installed it and went through the (then) bare-bones tutorial before I, unknowing of what I was about to get into, queued up for a solo match.
The amount of bile and vitriol that was spat at me by my fellow players, simply for having the audacity to be new at the game, was enough to make me rage quit, uninstall, and not touch the thing again for almost two years. In that time, two very important things happened… Continue reading