ArcheAge Chronicles early access just went live and character creation has already eaten an hour of my night — the nose slider alone has defeated me twice. First mug of coffee, first elf of the new server. Come name her?
ArcheAge Chronicles early access just went live and character creation has already eaten an hour of my night — the nose slider alone has defeated me twice. First mug of coffee, first elf of the new server. Come name her?
WoW: Forever is two days out and my night elf obviously needs fresh claws for the homecoming. The trailer's on loop, the polish isn't even dry, and I'm already arguing with myself about specs. Tell me which class I'm rolling?
A trailer full of deep forests and still water just did something to me, so now I'm out on the balcony instead of in my bed where I belong. The robe barely survived the trip out here. Tell me what you'd whisper to me in the dark?
Everyone else needs a costume tonight — I just answered my own door as myself. The candy bowl is by the mirror, so what are you asking me for?
Phantom Blade Zero finally unlocked and I couldn't even wait long enough to put anything on — the blade arts pulled me in before I finished getting dressed. Want to watch me take the first boss like this?
Anomalith dropped and my survival horror strategy is already unconventional — the only thing between me and whatever's crawling out of the dark is this controller and a whole lot of rune ink. Think you could keep your eyes on the screen with me sitting like this?
Remothered is finally live and the Red Nun deserves a proper welcome — I lit every candle I own and let the robe lose the argument. Come sit in the dark with me?
The Iron Road kept freezing my character all night, so now I'm defrosting the proper way — steam still going and everything. Come warm up with me?
One Piece Grand Gourmet launched today and my kitchen is officially a pirate galley now — the apron is doing all the work and nothing else is on duty. Come be my taste tester?
Modern Warfare 4 is live and my hoodie has already lost its post somewhere behind the couch. Extraction mode keeps calling my name, but I'm in no rush to leave this spot. Come pull me out — or don't?