Over the next few weeks, in preparation for my first year of university, and, in turn, a higher standard of writing criteria used when judging essays, I shall undertake a rather arduous task.
I shall write reviews. Video game reviews. Yet they shall be flowing and beautiful, all but empty of the standard, miserable trappings of current video game 'criticism'.
I have already begun, with the classic Nintendo Entertainment System title Blades of Steel. Here is a preview:
It is warm out here, on the ice. My body quivers. My legs shake. My mind rattles.
It is warm out here, on the ice.
But ice, ice is cold.
The puck drops.
And so begins, with little fanfare, the new era of criticism. This is it, people. I hope you brought your Pampers.
-otwall
I've been reflecting a lot lately. Specifically, reflecting on GameSpot's influence on my life. I came here on my birthday, back in 2004. I wanted to join earlier, but I refused to lie about my age to meet the 13-or-over-only policy. Over time I grew up thanks to this site. The lads at Church & State had more influence on my teenage development than a lot of people in real life. It's eerie to think of it, but I've been friends (more or less!) with them for longer than most of my current close friends. We may be seperated by fiber optic cable and computer screen, yet there is still a personal connection.
GameSpot has almost become an archive of my high school years. There are blog posts here that I remember making seemingly years ago. I can look through old posts and see how I used to be an anti-American socialist with a closed mind and a penchant for trolling. How things change. I hope to continue loving this website, even though I rarely use it these days. I will never forget some of the people I encountered here. CanadianNooB, Elraptor, MarcusAntonius, Herrdoktor, Poopskadopp, syx, Smaug, MeanQuestion, elmo... the list goes on into eternity. Thank you all, and I love you all.
Now Let's GameSpot.
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