
Avarice: Why I Hate Sonic, Fail At Mario, But Love Relic Run
Alright. I only ever played Sonic once, but let me tell you. That hog is bullshit. (more…)
Alright. I only ever played Sonic once, but let me tell you. That hog is bullshit. (more…)
The WWAC Games section chats a lot about the games we’re all currently obsessed with, and it’s not just Stardew Valley (though a lot of our talk has been about the gardening game). Here’s a sneak peek into the games consuming our time and what we’ve been talking about behind the scenes. (more…)
U SERIOUS, BRA is here again—the fun, jazzy column where Wendy and Claire talk about how breasts are being treated in blockbuster video games. Such as Street Fighter!
I like Lara Croft. I have always liked Lara Croft. The Lara Croft that I understand—which is not always the Lara Croft described by her production companies, or her fans, or commentators.
I look at Lara Croft and see: a woman in her thirties of independent means who does what she most wants to: running around amongst cool, forgotten ruins, connecting with history and with objects that saw it. She wears shorts and a tank top and walking boots with thick socks. She wears a belt and a second belt with gun pouches attached to it, and a small backpack presumably full of kit. Her hair is tied back, obviously, and sometimes she intimidates people with Lennon/Osbourne glasses. Lara shoots people if they’re going to shoot her, and she is rarely happier than when she’s climbing a thing. I see a person I could be under certain circumstances. (more…)
Previously on Tomb Raider Diaries: Lara Croft survives the shantytown attacks on her way to rescue her BFF Sam from certain, fiery doom at the Solarii temple.
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