Ladies and Gentlemen, we are now less than a week away form the beginning of the next generation of console gaming. The PS4 shall arrive on shelves this Friday, November 15th, with the Xbox ONE following close behind on the 22nd. With next generation consoles looming on the horizon, it’s about time we had an
Today sees the announcement of Microsoft’s next generation of gaming console, and the stakes are high. Microsoft has lost a lot of consumer faith over the last six months due to a number of crippling rumors about the features of the new Xbox – and perhaps more importantly, a lack of response to these rumors.
Life possesses a requisite inevitability. Death. Taxes. Stains on white tablecloths. Your cat will knock over the most expensive vase in the room, you will have a flat tire in the rain, and the one time you run a stop sign in the middle of the desert in the middle of the night it will
I’m not the largest Call of Duty fan out there, I don’t buy all the dlc packs, I don’t particularly enjoy Black Ops, and I find myself growing ever more cynical about the lack of cooperation amongst teammates when playing the more recent titles in the Call of Duty franchise.
That being said, I still play Modern Warfare 2 like a fiend. Its as if I have an addiction to the game which wouldn’t be a total surprise as I often ride passenger to my addictive personality. I hit the prestige cap long ago and I can clearly remember numerous nights of playing round after round of the fast paced and twitchy shooter. Most likely, after I finish this column I will proceed directly to my PlayStation 3 and fire up Modern Warfare 2 and play a few rounds.
Just what is it that draws me back to playing the Call of Duty games time after time? Why do Call of Duty games persistently outsell equally good, if not better, other first person shooters? What does Call of Duty have that other games don’t?
I was a nerdy kid in high school. My three main activities were: debate, academic challenge, and gaming. Debate I found incredibly challenging and intriguing. Spinning facts, remaining purposefully vague, or completely lying in order to gain a trophy at the end of a busy Saturday was always a blast. Just like anything in politics