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Spazz Maticus... a young king on a mad quest to rule the world.

Combat is a big chunk of the game. Everything is turn-based, so you have to make your actions count, since, very often, you're outmatched, outnumbered and outgunned.

More likely he'll use his powers to teleport out of social situations and hide inside his tower, reading shitty doujins all day instead.

On the plus side you have an infinite inventory, because you'll need all that space for the turnips you'll be picking.

His abilities allow him to teleport anywhere on the map and effortlessly become invincible. Because he's the best goddamn character, his Ultimate has no counter, kills everything, and consistently earns me every Play of the Game.

Generously funding these atrocities since August.

McCoy is a perverse abomination to both God and creation.

Killing enemies nets alchemical reagents and experience, which together make up the lifeblood of your party.

You can use this time to explain him why b*stiality is immoral and illegal in most countries, and how the doctor said, "Your dog's orifice will never fully heal".

Every game you ever play will start with honest, sincere intentions, which will, inevitably, be corrupted and reduced to the most depraved and malicious acts you could ever conceive. But, hey. It's fun.

At the start, I had no real allegiances, so I went with the Snow Slavs. That day my life changed. I met a man named Boyar Valishin, and he was a man with a plan. He had good ideas for how to bring stability to the realm of Calradia.

Tracer is the cancer of this game. Are you an ADD child juiced up on amphetamines? Then Tracer is truly the character for you.

Today I'll be reviewing a game that's very dear to me. Kamidori Alchemy Meister. Which I won't fully translate the title of, because it's fucking stupid.

Karma are objectives you complete during life that allow you to take different blessings in the next. Our objective, Pristine Birthright, requires the following: 30 lovers, 30 grudges, or a million gold. Gold is out of question, so I went with 30 grudges instead.

Overwatch is played with both of your hands on the table, and your spine comfortably craned in a lordosis fashion. You click several buttons on the keyboard, such as Shift, E and Q, and hold down your mouse button until you either win or lose.

Mark my words, you keep ignoring her like that, and in time it'll be my hot juices pouring inside her stomach.

And sooner or later, your engine will start coking, your wheels will start coming loose, and your windshield will be smashed to a pulp.

It's an interesting idea that also means your main Heroes never have to leave the front line, since reinforcements will reach them manually, from nearby towns.

Once inside, you can either lockpick the safe on their weapons locker and gun them down, put together a weapon to defend yourself, pull apart the fuse box and electrocute them, or hack the bunker's defense systems to gun them down remotely.

Bug men are exceptional at losing limbs and slavery. Are they good at capturing slaves? No, they're good at being slaves.

Including Rangers, which are jack-of-all-trade archers. Monks, who are second to Knights in fighting ability, but use their fists. And Thieves, which have exclusive access to the stealing skill, that's good for being permanently barred from stores across the game.

So, what happened there? Mechanics! You can't just reload in SYNTHETIK. No, to reload, you have to manually eject your magazine, click in a new one and continue shooting.

Any planet with Cravers on i has a fixed life expectancy. Because the Cravers will rip it, strip it, and tear it apart. And then they move on. There is no long term plan. There is no sustainability. There is no choice, but to consume you as well.

Did you know in World War 1 the overall demographics of soldiers was 90% black and 10% white? That's because the white race hates black people and will do anything to see them die. First it was the plague, then it was the pyramids, and now this.

You come for the ass, you stay for the gameplay. After the novelty of a porn wears off on you, you're left with an extremely solid turn-based RPG.

However, in this world, every human is bound by a set of divine laws devised by Holy Mother Eve herself, the creator of this world and all of its inhabitants.

Kenshi uses a limb-based physics system to determine whether attacks actually connect, and you don't die outright. Usually, your limbs suffer too much damage, forcing you to crawl in the ground or fight with a broken arm as your broken appendages flail around helplessly.

A planet killer is morally dubious, leaves millions of grieving survivors, and generally causes public unrest. A SYSTEM killer...

But regardless, we play Swarm, because their race have access to Constitution, which adds 10 HP per level. Class doesn't matter, just any Caster that has access to Arcane magic.

Town Portal is a major convenience for getting around, which is why the trainer has to be located in the most inconvenient location in the game.