I’ve always known that Activision spends a lot of time, money, and talent on keeping the fat tits of the Call of Duty franchise milkable. Like I knew it was a Leviathan, but this news is fucking insane. It turns out that every single studio the company owns works on the franchise. Every single one! Which totally sucks in its own way. But, it doubly sucks when you think of all the games these talented developers are pulled off of.
‘Modern Warfare’ makes $600 million in opening weekend. The best for the series this generation. ‘Modern Warfare’ is bank, dudes.
Infinity Ward’s Modern Warfare reboot/remix is paying dividends. On its opening weekend the title made $600 million, which is the most for the series this generation. Me? Well, I bought the title based on the acclaim it’s single-player campaign is getting. Been a minute since I snagged a CoD, but members of the Space-Ship Omega know how much I’ve loved the series over the years. So, I’m stoked to check it out.
For better or worse, I’m fucking stoked for a Modern Warfare reboot. I spent a good amount of time in my 20s playing through the titles, and honestly, really fucking enjoying them. I’m ready to ride with Captain Price once more.
Next ‘Call of Duty’ is called ‘Call of Duty: Modern Warfare’ in cheap effort to play the hits for fans
The next Call of Duty? The fourth Modern Warfare? Yeah, it’s called Call of Duty: Modern Warfare. Additionally, it’s a soft reboot of the original, in what’s totally not a cheap ploy to lure gamers back.
Well, looks like I won’t be buying Black Ops 4. I’m the one, the only choad who still plays these games for their single-player jingoism masturbations. So, it looks like I can save $60 this year!
Last year was the first time since 2008 that I didn’t buy the annual Call of Duty refried beans platter. This year though, with the release of Black Ops 4, I’ll probably be falling back in line.
In what is becoming a yearly tradition, Activision has officially announced a Call of Duty title. After it’s been leaked to the public.
What is old is new again, with this year’s Call of Duty. After pushing the games to the boundaries of science-fiction, the series will be returning to its roots.
Call of Duty is doing what Battlefield did last year, folks. It’s eschewing the science-fiction, jet-pack madness for more traditional combat. Returning the series to its roots, if you will. I’m down! I’m down for it. I mean, fuck, I enjoyed the science-fiction interpretation, but I think we’re all ready to strip the series back down.
It’s that time again, folks. Weekend Open Bar, folks. I’ll level with you: I’m tired. I’ll level with you: I have nary an ounce of creative juice to squeeze out of my mind-guts, and that’s if you’re being optimistic and crediting me with creativity on occasion. But. Hey. It’s that time again, folks. Weekend Open Bar, folks. Someone has got to turn on the neon lights. Someone has got to make sure the hearth is lit. Someone gotta hook up the draught. That’s me, that’s me, that’s me! None the less, outside of that fact, with that taken into consideration, I’m pretty fucking good.
A little fatigued, a little woozy, a little weary. But here! Here, dammit.