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"Oooh looky looky you can grow plants with the new controller!!!11" said the announcer doing his best with the blatant emperors-new-clothes attempt to breathe new life into a genre that wouldn't stop looking tired if injected with 1000 flaming dragons of doom.
"What? Do they think we're idiots?" said Genius_man.
"Apparently so" replied the extremely bored ytmnd_boy.
"I mean, it's the same old games right? Except they've been dumbed-down for the sake of so-called 'innovation'".
"Yeah so basically they expand the market to those who are pretty unskilled and uninterested in a decent challenge, dragging titles away from the cerebral and back to the rather simple and moronic".
"Ahhh, so instead of just mashing the 'A' button all the time they can randomly swish the wandy thing about for the same effect? Well that'll make those chinese history games just so much more fun to play then..."
The two onlookers left looking very smug with themselves. They'd go off and play their Neitzche (sic) titles and love them with all the huggy man-love that people who go to conventions and feel like hugging things can do.
It was at that point that the little machine on the dais turned into a Decepticon. Without further a do George Lucas' 12 lawyers turned up and smashed it to pieces leaving just the two halves of a rather bloodied wand embedded in the nether regions of an under-whelmed gaming journalist.
"And they say video games don't encourage violence" said some sarky onlooker in a yellow-puffy character suit.
Wikipedia classified the whole incident as "The day of the 1337 noobs".
The author resolved to never sniff glue again.
Once again......no chance of starting another chat place story, "future of gaming * story, or something, I can't remember the name.
Though it made my brain hurt...
are you using the '...' to represent sarcasm like I was?
I'll call you when I find it...
Entertaining it was...
"Oooh looky looky you can grow plants with the new controller!!!11" said the announcer doing his best with the blatant emperors-new-clothes attempt to breathe new life into a genre that wouldn't stop looking tired if injected with 1000 flaming dragons of doom.
"What? Do they think we're idiots?" said Genius_man.
"Apparently so" replied the extremely bored ytmnd_boy.
"I mean, it's the same old games right? Except they've been dumbed-down for the sake of so-called 'innovation'".
"Yeah so basically they expand the market to those who are pretty unskilled and uninterested in a decent challenge, dragging titles away from the cerebral and back to the rather simple and moronic".
"Ahhh, so instead of just mashing the 'A' button all the time they can randomly swish the wandy thing about for the same effect? Well that'll make those chinese history games just so much more fun to play then..."
The two onlookers left looking very smug with themselves. They'd go off and play their Neitzche (sic) titles and love them with all the huggy man-love that people who go to conventions and feel like hugging things can do.
It was at that point that the little machine on the dais turned into a Decepticon. Without further a do George Lucas' 12 lawyers turned up and smashed it to pieces leaving just the two halves of a rather bloodied wand embedded in the nether regions of an under-whelmed gaming journalist.
"And they say video games don't encourage violence" said some sarky onlooker in a yellow-puffy character suit.
Wikipedia classified the whole incident as "The day of the 1337 noobs".
The author resolved to never sniff glue again.