
So as you can see over on the right side of the page, I started playing Mass Effect again. I won't name names, but a certain someone I know started to play, and I couldn't resist loading up my uncompleted save. I'm going through the game this time as a Renegade, which is space-language for "jerk", having already completed it on Paragon, ("space-hippie"). At least this way once Mass Effect 2 comes out, I'll have a couple of different characters in the stable to choose from, as Bioware has stated that your ME1 exploits will have a bearing on the universe in the sequel. In fact, I'm pretty sure you can load up your "Shepard" and continue on in ME2.
I also just received MadWorld from Gamefly, and I've spent maybe an hour in the futuristic blood-sport-themed Wii game. Yep, it's a violent, vulgar beat-em-up on the most family-friendly console ever released, (if you're counting, the tally of hyphens is now seven). So far pretty enjoyable, but I've got to get my arm back in Wii-shape, which is to say, used to making sudden waggle motions. I was getting a bad case of Wii-Elbow, yesterday after about a half hour. Still, a game where you can slam a tire over someone, jam a street sign through their neck, and then impale them on a wall of spikes is worth a little ligament-tearing, (ten).
I also just received MadWorld from Gamefly, and I've spent maybe an hour in the futuristic blood-sport-themed Wii game. Yep, it's a violent, vulgar beat-em-up on the most family-friendly console ever released, (if you're counting, the tally of hyphens is now seven). So far pretty enjoyable, but I've got to get my arm back in Wii-shape, which is to say, used to making sudden waggle motions. I was getting a bad case of Wii-Elbow, yesterday after about a half hour. Still, a game where you can slam a tire over someone, jam a street sign through their neck, and then impale them on a wall of spikes is worth a little ligament-tearing, (ten).
