We spent some time in Child of Eden’s incredible fourth archive yesterday morning, Passion, and I don’t know if it’s a spoiler to say that you play the part of time in an interactive opera based on human technological achievement. If that happens in any other game, ever, I must have missed it. What we’ve got here is a shooter in reverse, one where you make every entity more beautiful with each shot. The raw clusters of instinct you encounter aren’t just corrupt: they’re so broken that they don’t want to be fixed, and they’ll kill you for trying.

Today is the cutoff date for panel submissions! PAX Dev submissions go here, and PAX Prime submissions go here.

American McGee’s back, and Alice along with him; it seemed like an incredible opportunity to relive the days of yore.

Not really.

The cutoff date for panel submissions to either convention is the fifteenth of this month.  PAX Dev submissions go here, and PAX Prime submissions go here.  Plus, Early Bird registration for PAX Dev ends June 30th.  

Also a true story. Well, a true story about an imaginary thing perhaps. The hippo was small, lying on its side, and its long tongue wrapped around it in an apparently infinite sequence of concentric rings. The exertion it took to maintain this creature was immense, and very near the limits of my ability; if not for the richness and amiability of his company, I might have consigned him to oblivion.

The second episode of Feh's Bachelor Party Septathalon thingy is up.  

We’ve begun a League of Legends phase almost two years late.

Seeing first-run movies - without slurping them from the Web as a succession of isolated datoids - is something that doesn’t really happens.

Seizing on the incredible density of industry folk just before E3, Jamie constructed the First Annual Child’s Play Invitational Golf Tournament. Our policy is essentially to look real hard at the kind of thing an actual charity would do, and then do that, in the same way that wearing daddy's coat makes one indistinguishable from a grown-up.

If you follow my twitter than you already know the exciting news. If not, then get your ass ready for some exciting news!

Here is Episode One of young Fehlauer’s Bachelor Ritual. As weekends go, this one ranks pretty high.

We were tremendous fans of the original Darksiders, and wanted a sequel very much, with the knowledge that we would never get one more or less an assumption. Absorption rates for its gleeful pop-apocalyptic gumbo varied substantially - it had a strange voice and a grab bag of “greatest hits” type features that were either, again, gleeful or evidence of some worrisome deficit.

We have a new T-shirt available in the store. The new design has Gabe making what I like to call his “hipster-douchebag” face. In the comic he was talking about free-range pokemon but we’ve given you some blank spaces to flaunt your own indie cred.

Tycho and I have been playing through L.A. Noire here at the office. Initially we were both blown away by the technology and the story. After wrapping up the homicide desk and moving up to Vice I was getting a bit bored. I began to look at the game much like a real detective might look at a desk full of open cases and imagine the hours he will need to spend interviewing lying assholes. I have to say this Rockstar game kept me playing much longer than any other but eventually I got tired and gave up, just like I did with all their previous titles. It feels like I am given an incredible open world and then asked to do the same thing over and over again. Oh well, I still consider it a great game and I feel like it was worth my time and money.