That feeling you're getting. That feeling of sinking in a cold ocean. You being submerged by a pair of grasping hands. When you look who it is, you see a phantom of yourself pulling you deeper into the depths. You don't want to go where he's leading... dragging you to stay. You know you can't hold your breath forever. You tried before, it didn't work out. So you thrash your way to the surface. You fight. You fight against yourself. You fight for the breath of fresh air that's been taken away. Nothing will be the same, but that's okay. You're still here, grasping onto a plank of wood from the inevitable sinking ship.
When I finished Rise of the Tomb Raider, there was an underwhelming sense of disappointment. In the back of my head, I could tell something was off. It was during the climax that I noticed it retreaded the ending of Tomb Raider (2013) too closely. From the snow covered environments to the linear pathway full of enemies. The only divergent change it had was the ending boss--Konstantin with a helicopter. I know the old analogy "If it's not broken, don't fix it", but it should have made an effort to be different, especially near the end.
You can call me a fag. You can call me a loser. You can call me nothing. You can call me anything you want. I stopped listening a long time ago.
It's Christmas season. Along with it comes the pure white snow on the ground, the skeletal trees swaying--lashing out--in the wind, and, of course, the story of a boy and his magical bag. For about a year--on-and-off--I've been thinking about a story. It came from the idea that I wanted to do something like Alice's Adventure's in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll or like Little Nemo: Adventures in Slumberland, and I wanted it to be as dark as The Thief of Always by Clive Barker--maybe even darker if I can get away with it. Maybe one day all the pieces will come tumbling my way. Maybe wishful thinking but who really knows, right? -
I’ve been busy. I’ve got deadlines to fulfill. All three of them ending by October 31st. It’s been pretty strenuous on me. At the end of most days, I find myself shut out from my mind until the workers who maintain it tell me, “You’re ready to go back to work. Remember the furnace is broken, so if you feel light-headed, you’ve got to stop or we’ll be dragging you out.” I hope by November 1st, I’ll be more active on the site than However, I will find the time to vote for the best—not my favourite— short story of the month. I’ve got another deadline. But that’s on December 2nd. I’m not worried about that. Not at all.
I don't really (and nothing wrong with those who do). But I want these: I wonder if the Breath of the Wild amiibo is going to come bundled with the game? -20oz
I love Deus Ex: Human Revolution and, so far, loving Deus Ex: Mankind Divided. I'm not going to lie though, those games make me feel sick. Sometimes I boot up the game and instantly get sick. Sometimes I play for an hour, and then I get sick. Sometimes I think about it, and then I get sick. There's no winning for me. Some people get seasick, I get Deus Ex sick. -20oz
Home: A Unique Horror Adventure. I. Don't. Get. It. I seriously don't get it. I have a problem with its narrative structure. You pick up clues of what happened to you and to Rachel, and make assumptions based on them. The thing is, it's not concrete, it's not certain. I would have preferred "This is what happened" and "This is how it is" than the game feeding me bits of information on an object or reading excerpts of a journal. Baaahhh! Maybe it's just me. Maybe I think too much or too imaginative. Or the game is pretentious. The game has multiple endings. What information should I collect or ignore to get the most out of them? Huh! Huh! Baaahhh!!! -20oz
They say you can't get revenge on an animal. I disagree. The pack of dogs that attacked my dog are going to get their comeuppance. They'll learn, for a split second, that they should have never messed with my dog. My piss boils every time I think of my dog covered in blood. It could have been worse, but luckily I stirred awake and went into a blind rage and scared them off.
I can't wait for Deus Ex: Mankind Divided. I seriously can't wait. I loved Deus Ex: Human Revolution a lot. I bought it on the PS3 and then on the Wii U. I definitely recommend the Wii U version. It's a shame though the game's publicists are leaving a bad taste: Why would...? I... don't... Did they not learn anything from Letitia: Oh well, I still can't wait for the game to come out. I need to get my hands on the game soon or I'll riot in the streets naked. -20oz
A plateful of bullshit landed on my lap. When I looked at the label attached to it, it said, "Johnny, On behalf of -----." I was thinking, Why? Why is it my choice when it's supposed to be taken care of by someone else? I shouldn't be the one who's put on the spot. It's complete-- Bullshit. It seems a lot has come my way this past month. -20oz
Lately it's been raining a lot. From sudden drizzles to thunder storms, it seems the sky has an endless amount of water to pour over me. Not today, screw that noise. Screw it in the...
The aroma of free food, the sounds of laughter and chatter, fill the air as festival activities continue onward to the end of the week. It's freeing and comforting to know it's not all bad, that there is a bit of goodness to spread around... But at the back of my mind, I can feel the creepy, crawling thing slither toward the extinguishable light. -20oz
I've been playing too many video games lately. I need to start moderating my time with them. I played DOOM, Batman: Arkham Origins, Legend of Kay Anniversary, etc. I don't regret the time I spent with them. No regrets at all. But I'm starting to get the feeling I need to do something else. It's as if I've been letting things stack up higher and higher that the pinnacle is no longer visible. I'm scared it's going to avalanche over me and bury my alive. At this time, at this moment, I know where I want to start. It's only because it's instinctive, not planned. I hope to finish The Bridge and get feedback for it. You'll know more of what I want from it when I'm done. -20oz
