Nearly every bit of children’s media that adults also happen to enjoy inevitably gets twisted into some darker story: Ash Ketchum is in a coma, Hogwarts is an imaginary sanctuary for an abused child, and My Neighbor Totoro is really about a horrific crime.
If there’s anything more emblematic of the gaming industry than the Overwatch League having a woman on their logo but none in their teams, I can’t think of it.
Another Pokemon generation, another stream of complaints about designs. Having only just passed through the critiques of the outrageously adorable Popplio, a seal with a cute nose and floppy clown-esque collar, we’ve now moved on to Brionne, Popplio’s evolution.
Two of my favorite games of the past few years are also two of the games I most frequently see criticized for having bad endings–Gone Home and Firewatch.
Anybody who has ever sided with the cute weapon over the more powerful one knows that looking cute is just as much a part of having fun gaming as taking down enemies. But one series exemplifies this more than any other—Final Fantasy.
The smoke rolled in just after I finished Life is Strange: Before the Storm episode one, a reminder that huge swathes of the Pacific Northwest are burning.
Gamers are an opinionated fan niche. Whether it’s your preferred system or whether you like a twist of romance in your stories, conversations about games can turn from mild disagreements to name-calling no matter the topic.
Let’s get this out of the way: My Horse Prince is not a good game. It might even be a bad game, like a clicker crossed with a dating sim and made purely for those sweet free-to-play ad dollars.
I often say that I’ve been playing games since I was a toddler, but that’s a lie. I grew up poor; we didn’t have money for luxuries like video games and especially not consoles, so while I trained my thumbs on Super Mario Bros. and spent countless hours exploring Donkey Kong Country, after that everything gets a bit spotty.
I optimized Visit the Volcano for search engines including writing new content for each page.
Even among those who consider themselves progressive, there’s a persistent belief that ignoring difference is the path to equality.