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 die everytime I leave Vault 101.
Everyone has something they’re not good at, and this week I reveal how terrible I was at doing the most fundamental task in Fallout 3: walk outside and live. Continue reading