Like a good Christian, the idea of change scares and offends me. I don't like the idea of someone I don't know messing with the innards of my car, nor do I like em screwing with games that I love. As most other gamers, there are games that I hold in my heart as perfect the way they are and I never want them to change, since that could potentially be devastating. This is about my fear of Sequels.



With Fallout 3 now released, I can't help but feel a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. I am afraid to pick it up because as a child, I loved the storytelling of its spiritual predecessors. The post-apocalyptic world comes together with its gorgeous art style, vivid narrative, and eerie music to bring this desolate wasteland to life. From the second you step outside of the vault to meeting the Brotherhood of Steel, the game always keeps the tarnished feel. Playing this game was better than any movie or book to me, which is why I never wanted it to change. What would happen to my beloved Fallout if they tweaked it here and there? Would it upset the balance of the game that I cherish so dearly? I could only hope that Bethesda would honor the memory of the original experience, using it as a guideline to weave another tale as immersive as the last.

I've been a rabid fanboy of Sega since I was a wee youngster. When Pluto was still a considered a planet, Sonic was in, he was the Fonzy of that era. Unfortunately he also aged very poorly with his efforts to adapt to new consoles falling flat on his face. The end of the blue blurs career came to a sudden halt due in part to his inability to stay fresh. Wonky controls and camera, poor level design, and a million unnecessary extra characters helped Sonic jump the shark.



At the end of the day, I just have to hope that the developers honor the memory of the series, or at least I have noseplugs close.