Well then. Apparently, if a fuck-up at some assuredly demolished and buried Target is to be trusted, Bethesda is making a Game of Thrones game. I’m sure I’ll play it, if it exists, and jack off to it like the sloven I am, if it exists, but still. I would much prefer Bethesda gets releasing with their rumored science-fiction title that’s allegedly in the vein of Skyrim and Fallout.
Listen, I’ll be honest. I was fucking bummed that the original Fallout 4 Pip-Boy collector editions so old so fast. That said, make no mistake. Spending that much money for a life size Pip-Boy makes you both extravagant and a total fucking herb. It’s just that, you know, I’m both of those.
Oh. Hell. Yes. The last Wolfenstein was goddamn fantastic, and combined with DOOM to usher in glorious resurrections of FPS pillars. So, news that we’re getting a new installment of the former this autumn has me fully torqued.
What the fuck, Sony.
Fuck, I want me some Prey. If this trailer is any indication, the title is pitching right into my wheelhouse of geek interests. Monsters? Check. Deserted Space Station? Check. Thin walls behind reality and non-reality? Check. Fuck, I need me some Prey.
It hit me after I died for the 4th time to Super Mutants during one quest. There is no way this character could align with anyone but the Brotherhood of Steel. It just didn’t make sense. Sure, they are xenophobes. Sure, they are warmongers. However, this wasteland is so brutal and so unforgiving on Survival mode. I realized that someone who really went through this much struggle and hardship to find their child, they would not accept the synths. USURPERS really.
The Railroad does nothing to address Super Mutants. The Institute is actively trying to replace the human race! The Minutemen are good natured, but they aren’t willing to go the extra mile to do what is necessary.
When Bethesda quickly ran through a DOS prompt in their E3 presser introduction, I was like. Fuck. That was fast. Probably something in there that’s being teased. An egg from Easter, if you will. Well, turns out. I was right! Now, I didn’t figure it out myself. I’m right, not talented, or dedicated. Funny how you can have the former, without the two latter sometimes. But anyways! Yeah. A new Wolfenstein.