I am officially giving up on
The Last Guardian. This is probably
the saddest day I've ever had in this hobby, and that's out of
twenty-eight years playing video games. This day, right here, is when I watched the purest of videogame hope
die. That's not hyperbole. That's
very real.
And Sony, you giant, sprawling multi-national corporation, you. On the beyond remote off-chance that you're out there reading this, I'd like you to know one thing and one thing only about that hope:
you killed it. With your bare-mother-fucking-hands. Nobody else.
Nothing else. And I am sure as shit that I'm not the only one who feels that way right now.
"But Urrday, it's not like they canceled it." You might as well have, at this point. Stop dicking all of us around and just decide on whether or not you're going to put a bullet in it already. Now you're just being cruel for the sake of being cruel, and if you can't see that, you're far worse than your fans ever thought you were. Just shit or get off the fucking pot.
With that said, I'm going back to the week's E3 coverage. It's going to be interesting if I can muster up the energy to care anymore. I certainly won't get this emotionally invested in a videogame
ever again, that's for sure. This hobby used to be about inspiring that childlike sense of wonder...now, I guess they're more in the business of extinguishing it.
At least there's
No Man's Sky, that's all I'm saying. We
know that's coming.
But, hey, there's always room for some more fucking zombies, right?
Right? Guys?
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