I love Star Wars. I work in an office with a lot of people, all of whom are cooler than me. So earlier today when my boss asked what the wooly-white denizens of Hoth are called, I blurted out “Wampa!” a little too eagerly. In an attempt to dampen my extremely apparent nerdiness, I appended the the i
“Edugame” seems like a redundant neologism because all videogames are inherently educational, but they are a genre and there is something ineffable that links them together — something about them is just off. I run from Number Munchers like I run from a textbook; games like this are didactic excerci
Niko’s cellphone was annoying as all hell. I hated it. I hated Brucie, and I hated him even more when he called. I liked the Jamaican guy, but I hated when he called. I liked a lot of people, but I hated when they called. I wanted do a mission, or go on a rampage, but no, I had to feel bad because I
Through the Skype video chat window, I can see a poster on Aubrey Hesselgren’s wall. It says, “And if you don’t like games you can get the fuck out of my house.” It’s probably safe to assume he likes what he does. Hesselgren got the internet talking yesterday when he released a teaser for a mashup o
DayZ is supposed to have a standalone release by the end of 2012. Those who have yet to figure out the complex modding of ARMA 2 (myself included), wait with bated breath, only having stories to tantalize what the full game might have in store. Some are inspiring, but most are harrowing. Here is one
