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I finished a True Chaotic run-through of Catherine today, and as I was noodling around the interwebs, I discovered that Slate had deemed it the "most sexist platformer of all time."

Dudes, just because a piece of art is about misogyny doesn't mean that it is misogynistic.

(The True Chaotic ending is delightfully nuts, but I am bemused to discover that a) your dirtbag-Vincent choices don't really affect the events of the story and b) the game itself clearly wants you to plight your troth to Katherine.)
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Went into work today. Veronica and I spent a lot of time looking at one another, deadpan, as if the other person was The Office's camera lens.

At one point, Veronica was on a roll, delivering an entirely fictitious and absurd story, and he and I went back and forth, mockingly elaborating on it until I realized that everyone else in the room was swallowing it all, so I -- like a fool!!! -- revealed that it was a fake. In retrospect, I should have let it continue in all its impossible glory.

Played ten hours of KOTOR yesterday, as my gift to myself for finishing a difficult thing. Man, 2003, you were another time, but I am charmed to see the standard narrative Bioware tricks appearing in primitive form in this game. (I was also surprised when I became a Jedi, although I don't know why I was surprised because a) I know the game's big plot twist and b) I think you're legally required to "become a Jedi" in any Star Wars game.)
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I finished Dragon Age: Inquisition today!

According to the in-game clock, it took me 133 hours -- in part because, even as I was ticking off the rest of my sidequests, I kept discovering entirely new regions. They...they did a thorough job at populating the maps with things to do. Celene remained empress. Morrigan drank from the Well of Sorrows. Leliana became Witch-Pope. I managed to attend the wedding in Val Royeaux.

The conclusion to the Solas romance was a little nonsensical. It made sense, narratively, for him to cut things off with the Inquisitor, but the preceding exchange about slave-markings and changing the Inquisitor's face was stilted and semi-bizarre and just felt clumsy. On the other hand, I'm glad that I stuck out the Solas romance, because it adds a satisfying level of irony to the climax. (And I did like Solas in all his charming, false glory.)
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  • Final Fantasy XV:
  • Sister and I finished the game. My predictions were incorrect; the plot turned out to be even more nonsensical than I had guessed. It was very sad.

  • The Good Place (1x10, "Chidi's Choice"):
  • Oh, man, sooooo good! I love that the show cheerfully burned through the amount of plot that another show would spend 10-13 episodes slowly unspooling. I still stick with the belief that the writers are not going to be so redundant as to pair off Chidi and Eleanor romantically, but I do note that a) Chidi was thwarted in his choice-making, and presumably that Chekhovian gun is going to fire at some point, and b) when he presented his dilemma to Michael, he left out Tahani, which suggests that she wasn't a contender.

  • The Spirit of Christmas::
  • The plot of this Hallmark Christmas movie: "As Christmas approaches, attorney Kate Jordan travels to Vermont to oversee the sale of an inn, where she falls for a handsome but cursed ghost." I'm currently forcing my siblings to watch it with me.
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    Yesterday (as I attempted to fit a metal groove into its misplaced flooring and my repeated slams did something not-great to my carpal tunnel), I permitted my sister to advance the plot of Final Fantasy XV. We boarded a boat. We made our way to Altissia.

    "This looks like a very big city," my sister opined. "I guess we're going to spend a lot of time here now."

    "Hmmm," I said.

    Spoilers through Chapter 13 )

    We've racked up 60 hours in the game's clock, and I suspect we're going to be able to finish the sucker today.
    proustbot: (everybody's crazy about a sharp-dressed)
    YESTERDAY: "We're totally going to finish up the side-quests in Final Fantasy XV tonight and then get on that damn boat tomorrow."

    TODAY: "We're...totally going to finish up the side-quests...tomorrow? And then get on that boat? I guess?"

    (My sister is much less obsessive than me about finishing up side-quests, especially after we stumbled across Costlemark Tower and realized what a slog it was going to be.)

    I am simultaneously appalled and impressed that the game-makers spent so much time on honing this fishing mini-game. I mean, on one hand, you've made a fishing game that I am willing to occasionally attempt! I never thought such a day would come!

    On the other hand, I feel as if at least some of these catfish-realism resources could have been diverted into, say, the plot or the secondary characters or establishing the relationship between the secondary characters and the protagonists, etc. Our common refrain of the game so far has been "Wait, who is this person?" followed by "Wait, they're dead???"

    I made my siblings watch the Kingsglaive prequel movie with me. It's not lolrarious enough to recommend to others, but, sadly, it did answer a lot of our questions about the larger world.
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    Yesterday, I watched Arsenic and Old Lace with the governor, who kept quizzing me on the names of actors. ("Yes," I would say woodenly, "I do know who Peter Lorre is.")

    Then my brother and I watched "The Six Thatchers," the first of the new Sherlock episodes, and it was not great (I cannot believe that fridges are still a thing in this day and age, but somehow, they are), but it has been wonderful watching the whalenoise.mp3 reactions ripple across the Internet.

    This morning we all lazed around and watched the third season of Jeeves and Wooster and ate the donuts that my brother had sheepishly brought home this morning, after he got up early and got dressed and set off to work and belatedly realized that there was no work today. Donuts, he told us, made it seem like less of a wasted effort.

    Later I cleaned up some side quests in Dragon Age: Inquisition, mostly by virtue of making my sister finish up the rest of the astrarium connect-the-dot puzzles, and when we unlocked the achievement, I pumped my fists in the air and said, "Way to go! We got this achievement together! Yay team!" and she rolled her eyes.

    Then we played six or seven hours of Final Fantasy XV, and I decided, what the hell, let's just delay my return home for another week so that we can be sure! to! finish! this! game! (Weirdly, this proved to be a financially responsible decision -- my new airline tickets are considerably cheaper than my old airline tickets, and the airline will let me profit from the difference.)
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    I deleted most of my entries at the old haunts this week. It feels satisfying, although I'm sad to lose it as a mirror archive.

    I had a weirdly successful Yuletide.

    I've been playing quite a lot of Dragon Age: Inquisition and, since I'm nearing the end-game, decided to embark on the DLC. Good News: Jaws of Hakkon is quite meaty and fun. Bad News: The Descent and Trespasser aren't...available for the Xbox 360. But, on the other hand, it definitely means that I will finish the game during this break, a mere six months after I started playing.

    The Seventh Bride, The Orphan's Tale, Last Call, and The Bloodline Feud )
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    I went home for a little while and finished a "evil/pragmatic playthrough" on Dragon Age: Origins. Because I was playing without a walkthrough, I managed to alienate Wynne and had to kill Shale, and then I obviously lost Alistair when I recruited Loghain. My final party: so small, so dour. (Also, Bioware did...very little to make Loghain an appealing companion.) My Dwarf Prince Dude romanced Morrigan (after sleeping with Leliana and Zevran) and happily participated in her Dark Rite. Also, because I was merrily ignoring side quests, it only took ~25 hours.

    I also played Catherine, which I loved. I played without a walkthrough and managed to get the "Katherine True" ending, if that tells you anything about me. (I am all about Order! And block puzzles!)

    Soy Sauce for Beginners, The Drowned World, Gaudy Night, and Starship Grifters )
    proustbot: (led by your beating heart)
    I picked up Final Fantasy VIII again after a month-long hiatus and scampered to the end of the first disc. I originally played this game in 1999; I...may not have ever re-played it? (Although I'm such a compulsive re-player that I suspect I must have returned to it at least once in the last fifteen years; possibly I restarted it at some point and couldn't get past the notoriously slow opening).

    A little monkeying around with the Guardian Forces )
    proustbot: (everybody's crazy about a sharp-dressed)
    I turned over the keys to my apartment on August 13 and jetted down to the parental homestead for ten days of video games and sisterly bonding.

    Dragon Age II, Tales of Xillia, and Skyrim )

    On August 22, I flew back North to attend a dissertation defense and hassle H., followed by hijinks in Philly with TDR. I killed some time in DC, and then I came back for five nights of sleeping on the floor of The Dude's and Wife E's new apartment. When originally laying out my plans during the summer, I had budgeted a lot of dead time in the States, in case my Spanish visa proved difficult or obstreperous. Instead, I got my visa in record time and spent a lot of time wishing that I had planned differently, gone ahead to Spain, avoided the vagabond life of my current existence. But that regret faded in my last week of Baltimore -- it was worth it to finally be able to see Wife E again after a year of separation, and it was worth it to spend quality time with Ys, who will probably be gone when I return (if I return) next year.

    And then I flew to Spain -- not the country of my heart, not exactly, but definitely a country within which I can comfortably live for the next year (or longer). Hurray for field years.
    proustbot: (led by your beating heart)
    I've spent the last two months flitting between the Mid-Atlantic and my parents' home, and I have used that time profitably to progress through Act 2 of Dragon Age II.

    my grumpy-cat once-and-future-boyfriend, Fenris )
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    Today I discovered Duolingo, which I have been absently ignoring for a year because I assumed it was a clone of LiveMocha, Mango, and those other pretty terrible language sites. But no! It is slightly better! (At least at the early stages -- reports suggest the site becomes less reliable at later stages.) There are still problems -- like, for instance, if I can notice mispronunciations in your dialogue clips, then those mispronunciations must be egregious. On the other hand, as a refresher for the A1 French that I learned three years ago, it is pretty much perfect.

    Dragon Age II: Act I and Legacy DLC )

    Mass Effect 3 DLC: Leviathan )
    proustbot: (lo que la primavera hace con los cerezos)
    Last time I was home, I finished Mass Effect 3. (Romanced Garrus, achieved Synthesis, felt deep satisfaction.) This time at home, I beat Dragon Age: Origins and all its ancillary content.

    I like Dragon Age a great deal less than Mass Effect -- my irritation when I started playing the game in 2010 over everyone's Sudden But Inevitable Betrayal has not really changed -- but I very much enjoyed dusting off my two-year-old save-file and playing it through to completion. So my thoughts on Dragon Age are pretty gleeful at the moment.

    Blather and Spoilers on DA:O and its post-game DLC )
    proustbot: (I put new Blossoms in the Glass)
    This weekend I:

    1. Celebrated my mother's 54th birthday.

    2. Mostly finished the rough draft for the looming conference paper of doom oh god.

    3. Finished my first playthrough of Mass Effect 1.

    I rocked out the Paragon path for my Pretty Lady Space Marine, naturally. Sacrificed Kaidan, because he was whiny and because I was a little unnerved by all his flirting with Pretty Lady Space Marine. I ended up not pursuing a romantic option -- I wanted Pretty Lady Space Marine to stay single-minded and steely of purpose and somewhat asexual.

    It is, perhaps, telling that I named her "Atalanta."

    (On the other hand, I understand the dating pool expands dramatically in the second game. Garrus! Come to me!)


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