Things continue to be a bit dead around here as Bill’s hand withers and falls off, Todd and Mike are lost in the wilds of Skyrim, Danielle is lost in the wilds of civil rights protection and I’m lazy. That’s not entirely true. I’m going to write something tomorrow about the Xbox’s ten year anniversary but in order to do that I have to stop crying over the fact that the me from ten years ago would be able to go home and not deal with ungrateful children. Oh ten-year-ago-me, you don’t know how good you have it!
Sigh. Here’s some Syndicate co-op. I’ll be over here weeping if you need me.
There is nothing about that video, titles aside, that say Syndicate. Pretty visuals and points showing up on the screen do not make up for. . . just nevermind.
Got room over there? I’ll bring some kleenex.
That could literally be any game. Just happens to have the syndicate label on it.
Can I get in a car, jump out, persuado-tron a crowd of people, have them pick up the weapons of my fallen enemies and follow me around like a cloud of death? That’s syndicate.
I was really hoping they had seen the new Deus Ex and just decided to rip it off with a little bit of extra ultra violence.
I’m going to give Starbreeze the benefit of the doubt and imagine they were making the game they were told to make instead of the one they would have made.
It’s hard to tell. Looks god-awful boring, though
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
It’s not warm when she’s away…
Carry on, don’t mind me.
That song’s going to be stuck in my head for at least the rest of the night. Not necessarily a bad thing.
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