Forget your Zelda and ram your Metal Gears. For me, the only way to get my heart racing is to drop me right in the centre of Middle Earth’s Third Age and ask me to look after a precious bit of jewelry. How delightful. Continue reading
I’m a rage-quitter.
Last week I expressed my concerns about having little to no emotional reactions to video games. And whilst that may be true for sadness, I certainly feel disgusting amounts of rage. Continue reading
I’m a sex-hunting freak in RPG’s.
This week we get a bit scandalous and take a look into the sordid world of RPG’s and their ability to turn your next hour of Mass Effect into a Leisure Suit Larry set piece. Continue reading
I spent a solid week fishing for coins in the Dalaran Fountain.
In previous Confession’s, I’ve discussed my overwhelming desire for collectibles and game completion. So let kick this up a notch and talk about sheer obsession. Continue reading