If there are already players killing each other by blindly flinging combat knives across the map, maybe Modern Warfare 2 isn’t the game for me. I’ll stick to games where the players haven’t already become fucking Jedi assassins.
-ssr
[h/t Bitmob]
If there are already players killing each other by blindly flinging combat knives across the map, maybe Modern Warfare 2 isn’t the game for me. I’ll stick to games where the players haven’t already become fucking Jedi assassins.
-ssr
[h/t Bitmob]
Dear Skynet,
When you created your incredibly evil human-slaughtering 2-wheeled Termicycles, why in the name of Steve McQueen did you give them handlebar grips, shift levers, brake levers, and the rest of the control systems that would allow a human being to ride them?
Just askin’. Cause, y’know, you could have saved yourself a lot of trouble if you’d left off even one of those many components. I mean, if you wanted to.
Love,
-ssr
So the bug that kept me from selecting a hero in multiplayer was fixed with the patch on 11/10/09. Yay! I can play my game again!
Except when it crashes in a new and exciting way three minutes into the game. I have a feeling that I am not playing Dawn of War until Chaos Rising comes out.
And please make it work this time you bastards!!!
FyreHaar: have you ever done Brazilian BBQ?
FyreHaar: it’s intense
Sonic Rob: “done” it?
Sonic Rob: what, is BBQ a martial art down there?
FyreHaar: oh dude!
FyreHaar: men come to you with grilled meat on swords
FyreHaar: they are roving meatmongers
Sonic Rob: whoa
Sonic Rob: that is some intense dining right there
FyreHaar: there is a salad bar
FyreHaar: ignore it
FyreHaar: you have to prepare
FyreHaar: mentally
FyreHaar: oh, I wasn’t ready when I did it with the Mans in Chicago
FyreHaar: Leatherman acquitted himself well
FyreHaar: it’s crazy
FyreHaar: just so meaty!!!
FyreHaar: very orky as well, now that I think about it
Sonic Rob: your food arrives on a weapon
FyreHaar: oi, cut me some of that!!!
FyreHaar: they just cut you a bit and carry on roving with their meat stick
FyreHaar: parmesan crusted porkchop
FyreHaar: crazy rich
Sonic Rob: yow
FyreHaar: yeah
FyreHaar: like I said you need to prepare
FyreHaar: I’m in training for this shit
Sonic Rob: srsly
FyreHaar: I’m actually gonna skip bootcamp for a night
Sonic Rob: train by eating 1/4 pound of raw cheese every day
FyreHaar: with four raw eggs
FyreHaar: and then cement powder
FyreHaar: get used to dealing with a brick in your stomach
FyreHaar: if the Baker was having your baby, would you attend the birth?
FyreHaar: there have been some headlines lately about celebrity dads not attending the births of their children
FyreHaar: and I’m just wondering if dudes aren’t into it.
Sonic Rob: wha guh gah
Sonic Rob: If she what now?
FyreHaar: purely hypothetical
Sonic Rob: it better be!
Sonic Rob: is there anything I need to know?
FyreHaar: no, it’s just a hypothetical question!!!!!
Sonic Rob: /hyperventilate
Sonic Rob: of course I’d be there
Sonic Rob: I’m her ride
FyreHaar: I really wouldn’t call it a Christian themed book
FyreHaar: too raunchy
FyreHaar: and also
FyreHaar: it’s very accepting of alternative lifestyles
Sonic Rob: that said, Se7en is my favorite movie ever
Sonic Rob: also, “7” is not a letter, retards
Last weekend’s gang rape at Richmond High School was almost bound to happen. All it needed was a spark – the elements were already there. […] Take the poverty-driven frustration of inner-city Richmond, a youth street culture that glorifies thugs and applauds degradation of women, and the desensitization of young men through violent video games, music and language, and you have a template for trouble.
Richmond gang rape seen as nearly inevitable – SFGate.com, Nov 1, 2009
Blah blah no scientific studies proving causation blah blah what about the parents blah personal responsibility blahdy blahdy blah. Setting aside the question of since when the fuck gang-raping teenagers next door to a high-school became “inevitable”, you know where I stand. It’s a horrible story and we’ve seen stories like it before; what’s new to me is the casual mention of violent video games (along with those other evergreen bugaboos, popular music and uncouth language) as an “everybody knows that this causes” font of young male barbarity. This isn’t even one of those insipid scare pieces about violent games and how “some people say” they’re dangerous corruptors of youth. Our author, one Kevin Fagan, up and tosses that little fauxtoid in there like we’ve all long since agreed that before continuing with his explanation of how some gang rapes are just bound to happen.
I’m disturbed, and more than a little upset by this casual assumption. On the emotional level, it’s pretty insulting to have my hobby just lumped in with poverty and thug life as a root cause of teenaged gang rape. And on the intellectual level, it’s really messing with me that reporters can get away with this sort of thing without an editor stepping in and asking for a little more accountability or restraint in these kinds of accusations.
And even if you want to allow that sometimes lazy, shitty reporters need a way to fit a couple more commas into their preposterous run-on laundry lists of social problems, why the hell was that needed here? Did the author truly think that growing up in the murder capital of California, with gangs hanging out next to your school and grinding poverty all around you wasn’t desensitizing enough? Seriously, in an article trying to probe the roots of a horrific crime in the depths of the East Bay ghetto, he had to turn to video games and music to find his culprits? Never mind that this is in a town with the highest per-capita murder rate in California, a town where you can literally walk down the street from a high school to get a fucking gang’s opinion of the day’s news:
“If we’d gone over there earlier, before it was over, those mother- would have been shot. For real,” said 24-year-old Chuckie Pelayo, leader of a pack that hangs out at the corner of Hayes Street and Emeric Avenue, one block from the rape scene. “We’ve all been to prison, and we know the code of how you’re supposed to behave. These younger guys, they don’t know the code.
Even fucking gang members are backpedaling from being remotely associated with this type of crime. How do you think gamers, musicians, and people who invent new swear words should feel?
What’s hilarious to me is reading a breezy indictment of the violence in other media from the medium that invented “if it bleeds, it leads”. Games and movies are violent because violence is the most basic, easy-to-understand form of dramatic conflict; exactly the same reason that the papers and TV news always run stories about gunfights ahead of stories about the economy. For fuck’s sake, this very article decrying the desensitizing effects of violence in the media spends four paragraphs describing the brutal rape of a 15-year-old by ten other people.
Anyone? Bueller?
-ssr
To have, to hold, sickness, health, yadda yadda yadda
You know what life partnership is?
A shared Steam account, sharing all the achievements, changing handles as the moment takes us, watching your partner head-shot a heavy, calling next round while you make the coffee. Having a partner who appreciates the fact that you have collectively played pyro for as much time as all the other classes combined. A partner who giggles when you shout out “Yeah bitches! Want some of this you fucking demo fucker?!?!?” Your partner watching you play, your dog sitting by the chair, flanking all of their snipers and killing them before you get capped by the sentry.
I had a good weekend!
-fh
So, US Weekly readers, if you think stars are Just like Us, why do you pay $100 a year to read about them?