BNBGAMING’s Top Video Game Dorks

Top Video Game Dorks

Bottom of the Food Chain

The games industry produces a never-ending stream of games chock-full of the manliest, muscle-bound macho beefcake, the toughest space marines packing a Star Destroyer’s worth of firepower, and armor-clad knights of the realm, ready to lay down life and limb in defense of chaste princesses. We like games full of action and explosions, so it’s a necessary evil.

But then there are those moments when the above formula just goes completely off the rails, whether intentionally or through some misguided train-wreck of a design decision, and we suddenly find ourselves faced with the weirdest, whiniest, and dorkiest bunch of characters this side of the final Harry Potter movie’s midnight showing. That’s not to say we don’t love them; whether serving as all-important comic relief in otherwise blasted landscapes or being the most memorable feature in what could have been an otherwise bland game, the loveable losers of gaming are as important as any characters. For this reason, today we honor the freaks and geeks of gaming. Enjoy! Continue reading

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BNBGAMING’s Top “Oh Shit!” Moments

Oh Shit! Moments

That’s a Mouthful!

Any game, any genre, any developer likely hopes to attain that one pure moment of unadulterated enjoyment among its audience, that one moment when you, the gamer, forget everything around you, and just can’t hold back a loud shout of profanity, because simply nothing else will suffice to express your pent-up admiration for the game in front of you. Sometimes, when lengthy soliloquies just don’t do the trick, a simple “Oh Shit!” says so much. Continue reading

A Tale of Two Endings: A Completionist’s Dilemma

Completionist's Dilemma

Level 1-1

The ’80s. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. What a great time to grow into a life of gaming! The predominant mainstays of home videogame entertainment were the NES and Genesis, unless you were willing to travel to the local arcade to trade saved-up allowance dollars for change to feed the ever-hungry coin-operated game machines (or, in my case, the local laundromat and 7-11 of the dusty Texas town I lived in). Continue reading