Xenoblade: Yeah, I’m Pretty Much Sold at This Point
Is this what it’s like to be a ‘core’ gamer1? Sold purely on visual flair without a whiff of actual gameplay? I feel dirty:
Actually, it does lack guns and boobs, so maybe I haven’t fully-succumbed to CDS2.
Some of this just looks spectacular from a (visual) design standpoint.
1 Suffice it to say, what I once called a “hardcore gamer” bears absolutely no resemblance to the creature that today calls itself a core gamer…except for the awkwardness, sex only through masturbation (forever), pimples, sense of entitlement and lack of social grace. Other than that, though, not even remotely similar.
2 Core Douchebag Syndrome, which afflicts 100% of anyone that has ever considered himself3 a ‘core’ gamer–if you spend too much time in a place like Kotaku or NeoGAF, odds are you’ve contracted it. (You’ll know for sure when you start feeling a smug sense of self-importance/righteousness when demeaning anyone that doesn’t celebrate your ‘art’.)
3 Let’s not kid ourselves: all ten of the females that might fit in this category are actually dudes pretending to be chicks while clutching body-length pillows, erm, vigorously.