I have a confession to make. I have a problem with games, specifically with western style RPG's. I restart them.
I recently got my hands on Star Ocean: The Last Hope again, and I've noticed some things as I've been playing. Things that make me take a minute to pause, examine the underlying messages found in most games, and specifically in this one.
Buckle in, we're about to warp past common sense and into the realm of abject stupidity.
Hey folks, a few quick notes about the site and what will be going in the future.
First, thanks to my computer finally deciding to pass on to the next realm, the Breath of Fire series is on hold, at least until I can get back to where I was before. Fun times. It shouldn't require too much effort, but right now I'm setting up a new machine and getting all of my old links and contacts situated. My own fault for not backing up and updating my lists.
Next, I'll be focusing real heavily on the Madden project along with another Retro game to fill the Breath of Fire slot. I know, that sounds counter-intuitive, but it really isn't. I need to keep my tools sharp while I reconstruct the save, and a quick and simple retro one off will do just fine for that.
If any of you know me on Twitter, you may have heard about some personal stuff I have going on. It's not a big deal, but right now The Armory is not priority number one. It can't be. I'll still keep things simmering here, but I have to focus on the important stuff first.
So yeah, that was vague and basic, but there it is. See you for the next update. Thanks for reading.
This time of year brings back fond memories for a lot of people. Times when things were simpler, maybe, or experiences that would form life long memories. I think back to my school days, when the holidays meant a break from school, and a chance to do what I wanted to do for a change.
This year, as the season turns, I catch myself thinking back to a specific holiday break. It was 1996, and I was on my 7th grade holiday break. Man, what a good time that turned into. Travel back with me, to a time when a young Sarge was all wide eyed and bushy tailed...