Mass Effect 2 – The difference between good and great

I really enjoyed Mass Effect 1, unlike Jade Empire it actually managed to live up to they hype. While it did have some technical and gameplay issues (texture pop-in, terrible inventory system and those fucking elevators) it was still a great game. In particular I liked the world it was set in. The story itself was also pretty enjoyable and well constructed. So needless to say I was looking forward to Mass Effect 2 quite a bit. Continue reading…

Tiny weapons and disappointment

Well my update schedule was supposed to be Tuesday and Friday. However Im cream crackered today after staying up last night to finish Mass Effect 2. So after doing the tedious Argent Tournment dailies and going to work I didnt get around to finishing the piece I had planned to post. Hopefully I will get around to doing so tomorrow. Here’s a picture of my Warlock after three days at level 80 to distract your attention (I fucking hate how spindly that dagger is).

(Should point out that these images are lightboxed so if you click on them you get a bigger version, ah technology)

Listening to: Elton John - Rocket Man

Grand (re)(re)Opening

So yet another version of the Temple of Mick graces the world wide web. Which means this has been going on for more than ten years at this point. The original joke that started the entire thing has long since died and for the last few years its basically been a blog  (and on the backend somewhere to host files and test our various web doo-dads). But as I was looking towards a new design I realsied that the functionality I wanted to add would require more coding work than I was prepared to invest. Continue reading…

Best of 2008 – Definitive Edition

I think only the lucky or the terminally un-opinionated actually fully enjoy reading Top X lists. For the rest of us it’s an experience all too often filled with bewildering disbelief that some idiots voted item X above item Y even though it’s clearly inferior or why poltroons who engaged in voting entirely forgot about item M. The one advantage of public Top X lists is that they have at least the pretence of objectivity as they’re based on public votes. On the flip side this means they’re an indication of popularity rather than quality (as only the naive believe the two are inseparable). Though I suppose “Top X” has always been shorthand for “Most Popular X” rather than “Best X”. I sure do love me some variables. Continue reading…

Soulcalibur IV – A tale of blades and boobs eternally retold

As a brief prelude, I dont have a huge problem with arguably sexualised videogame characters, especially when it comes to fighters. Both the men and women tend to be scantily clad and in perfect physical condition and thats largely fine with me, though some games are a little too prurient for my liking e.g. Rumble Roses XX. When the characters are sexualised too a point thats distracting to the gameplay or in place of the gameplay then I have a problem (also I spent fucking ages uploading all the various images to imageshack through its shitty interface so click on the links you ungrateful bastards). Anyway on with the show. Continue reading…

Adieu amore Or another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults

It’s been a considerable while since I’ve been chemically augmented to a noticeable degree and so the world at large has been spared the truly epic amount of drivel that my chemically unbalanced mind is capable of producing. It would appear that day to day living (and a truly staggering abuse of caffeine) doesn’t produce as much angst as one would hope; then again I would bet large amounts of money that it is more my limited social interaction that is leading to my relatively calm state of mind. Continue reading…

Don’t look so frightened, this is just a passing phase

APOC1 – Book 2 – Entry XX – Culled from the apocrypha left by one of the early splinter cults which practiced a debased version of the widespread worship of “Mick”. Recovered from the outlands of Gundalk, one of the areas worst hit by the Fall in 07. The widely meandering and rapidly changing subject and tone is clear evidence of their mental degeneration – within a few (unwieldy) paragraphs it examines the supposed life of Mick, his feelings of existential angst, plans for the future, spirituality and questionable emotional stability. It then veers wildly into a strange discussion of “cosplay” before petering out in a tedious history of his infatuation with fighting games and an alleged round up of the various media products this fabled “Mick” engaged with – barely worth reading as anything other than a historical curiosity Continue reading…