phooky: Once again, check out the entry right after this one for something that’s right up your alley.

I’ve been in Austin this week, where a friend of mine has built a dual-joystick MAME cabinet, and all I can say is: ROBOTRON ROBOTRON ROBOTRON. It’s freaking me out. I haven’t played a video game that’s held my interest for more than a week all decade and now I am playing fucking thirty games of Robotron a day. I’m up to about HOLY FUCK A GIANT ZOMBIE RABBIT JUST WALKED INTO THE ROOM I AM IN AND STARTED SHAKING AND MAKING OUT WITH THIS CHICK AND I AM COMLETELY SERIOUS THANK YOU LIFE FOR REMINDING ME I AM IN AUSTIN LATER

Maybe it’s because I cling to some hope that maybe, someday, they’ll make it so that when you die. It’s not because the camera decided to turn in a different direction in the middle of a jump and now you’re gonna fall to your doom. Or because the light speed dash doesdn’t respond properly once you get to a string of rings. Or because the jumping spin attack didn’t detect a nearby enemy.

Hope. It’s a beautiful word.

The Sonic 360 demo was a shocking poor thing to play. They’ve definitely done a great job of fucking up Sonic, although Sonic Heroes was officially the start of the end.