2016 went by insanely fast and my poor blog got thoroughly neglected, but I’m back with the highlights and lowlights of my gaming antics. The awards are for games I’ve played this year, not necessarily released in 2016 though. Thank you to those who have made my online gaming incredibly fun in 2016. I may have insulted you in the heat of the moment, but when I yelled, “YOU’RE A GIANT DICKHOLE” for saving my awesome Rocket League goal, it was done with love and affection. On with the show!..
This week, on a whim, and with mild peer pressure, I bought The Division. I wasn’t blown away by the beta but did fancy a new multiplayer and many friends were getting it. I’m now about twelve hours in and a level 13 so I’m getting the gist of what’s going on, although after twelve hours I’m still pressing the wrong buttons to go into cover or leap over things or I’ll throw a grenade at a pal when I mean to throw health, but I’m getting there. I’ve seen many comparisons to Destiny which I totally don’t understand. There’s no similarities, none!..
Welcome to my Alternative Gaming Awards 2015! My annual round-up of games I’ve played, enjoyed or tolerated this year. The official release date needn’t have been 2015, so no snarky, “Err, that was actually released in 2014″ please. It’s been an extremely fun year on my Playstation 4. Thank you to those who have kindly bought me games when my finances have been dire and thank you to old friends and new who make gaming a regular highlight of my year. I hope you’ve had a great year of gaming too. Now, on to the winners!..
I read an article in the Guardian that was doing the rounds on Twitter today which you can read here – “Video games have a diversity problem that runs deeper than race or gender“, and was over the moon. It completely hit the nail on the head. My response falls under ‘too long to tweet’ and ‘maybe too short to blog’ as it’s pretty much total agreement with the author.
I write this as a woman who games, I grew up with video games and despite being one of the minority who clung to the hobby as I aged, I can see why many girls drifted away.
I feel I should start this blog with two disclaimers, just to get them out of the way.
1. I completely agree the price of The Taken King is unfair. $40 for Americans should not equal £40 for us Brits. Each person that does stump up and pay the £40 can justify it to themselves. However, those who have concerns it may affect DLC pricing in all games, I understand, and any rants below are not aimed at you.
2. I have awesome friends. Sadly, I don’t have a treasure room at home where I can run through gold and open loot chests, so all of the Destiny DLC has been bought for me by a very generous pal. My kids are grateful that I haven’t starved them for a week so I could pay for blasting Crota in his stupid face.
I see a fair amount of hate crop up against Destiny and it’s fans on Twitter, Facebook, in comment sections, etc. I avoid getting into online battles with them but they don’t get it. They don’t get us Destiny players. They don’t get why we still play or why we’ll submit to the ransom of £40 for DLC.
I love music. I flit between gothic rock to 90s rap to 80s power ballads. What I rarely do nowadays at the ripe old age of 34, is get hugely into bands. My MP3 player is full of random songs but I don’t often get into an entire album by one artist any more. There’s not many bands that make me ‘fangirl-out’, that make me churn out cliches such as, “Their lyrics speak to me”, or, “Their music has helped get me through difficult times”. Dommin is one of those bands. I first discovered them on MySpace, close to fifteen years ago, and felt an instant bond to their music. A rare moment when a song punches you in the gut from the first listen and you desperately want to hear more. I played Mend Your Misery on repeat, started up a Facebook page for fellow fans and finally met the band on a tour supporting HIM. In the queue outside, HIM fans were wondering who the support act was and I gushed about this Californian band called Dommin. On the way out after the gig, I overheard echoes of my own thoughts, that they were a support who blew away the main act. Sorry, HIM!