Some epic as fuck music is coming to the epic bro-fuck as fuck Gears of War 4.
I’m selling my XB1. Do you want an XB1? ‘Cause I’m certainly going to be buying a Project Scorpio, and I’m certainly going to be playing any XB1 exclusives until then on my PC. That said, I’m buying Project Scorpio because I’m a Consumerist Whore, not because of any VR exclusives.
Don’t have an XB1 and are looking to get on the train with the new “S” model? Have an XB1 but are looking to slim-down, and sexy-up? Microsoft has a date of arrival for you.
I appreciate the fuck out of the conceit of this game, Sea of Thieves. It ain’t for me. But I appreciate it.
I haven’t used my XB1, at all. It appears that I may be able to sell said unused XB1 quite soon, since my gaming PC will essentially be one.
It is with somber tones, ashen eyes, and a strained sadness that I announce that the Xbox 360 has ceased production. Man, my Xbox 360 and me spent some serious fucking time together. Or rather, my three Xbox 360s and me spent some serious fucking time together. From Gears to the Mass Effect series to Fallout 3, I probably chalked up thousands of hours of my twenty-somethings on Microsoft’s sophomore console.
Woah. This is something that I have all spitballed about for some time now. The ability to play with fellow gamers across console lines. Granted, this development will only work if Sony “participates” in the initiative, but fuck. Ball is in your court, PlayStation Overlords. Let’s get this done.
The demise of the console has been greatly exaggerated. Many thought Gen8 would be the generation that finally saw consoles give way to mobile gaming. And while that MGL (mobile gaming life, obviously) is popular, it hasn’t completely eroded us core dorkwads. So it doesn’t come as much surprise to me that Phil Spencer is already saying that there will be an Xbox Two to follow the Xbox One.
The future of augmented reality! Is! Surfing the slick Internet as a Console Cowboy! Or! No! It’s playing Halo 5 on the toilet as you rip a gnarly Doritos-and-Dew dump, courtesy of the HoloLens glasses adoring your cool, cool face.