Games and essays by colonies of mutant rats, for colonies of mutant rats.
When we last left our ruggedly independent hero, he was outsourcing his fighting to a hobo in chainmail and his loot-carrying to a rat. If I can find a cheeky monkey to handle my...
Still a wee bit on the loopy side, but I’ll push through it—I’m a man on a mission. I’ve got a character to mock, and if I have to deprive myself of sleep to...
When we last left our hero, he was studying the noble and delicate art of hacking things apart with a sharp bit of…whatever the hell this sword is made of. I probably don’t want...
If you don’t read the Twitter feed (read: my personal parade of contextless blathering and craven excuses), you might be expecting the Morrowind post right about now. Well, turns out, my gameplay buffer ran...
I just want you guys to know that you stole all of my fish puns in the comment section to the last article. Cretins! This space is for ME to make the funny. You’re...
To recap: last time we left off, we’d just antagonized the local evil cult, set loose a monster, and gotten a little girl killed. If I told you that it gets much, much dumber...
When we last left our mighty hero, he was about to get the everloving crap beaten out of him by a bonewalker. See, this is where the dynamic nature of Bethesda’s world really shines...
I’m not going to use the whole “when we last left our hero” schtick for CoC:DCotE. This is because he’s only a hero in the Homer sense: he does luridly stupid things, gets other...
When we last left our hero, he was wandering the streets of Mournhold (Light, Magic, etc) and doing what he does best: solving other people’s problems, doing other people’s jobs, and getting bupley-squack as...
When we last left our hero, he had…jeez. Oh, wow. With the running into a building full of…and then the…and the portal to…Christ. Oh, wow. Did I really…and then…and… Wow. Okay, short version is,...
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