So I finished Mass Effect 3, and decided to try my hand at  being funny on the Internet about video games, because that’s an original idea if I ever heard one.

The engine is nice, I liked the pixels and so on. You know the drill.

 

I’m going to concentrate on things I hate, because that’s the sort of thing that sticks in my brain.

 

The controls

It’s important I shout about these, because it’s an easy thing to shout about. The Shepard controls like he’s a bar of soap in the bath, only instead of water, the bath is filled with lube. Which moron decided that Enter Cover, Sprint and Use should be one key? This was a problem in Mass Effect 2, only the same bunch of monkeys decided to make Shepard “more agile”. That just means “Shepard likes rolling”. Heads up, kids — that only works if you’re Link. In Mass Effect, you just end up rolling into walls and making a fool of yourself. Or NPCs. Or rolling away from chest high walls and suddenly finding you’re full of lead because you didn’t hold space for long enough.

The Multiplayer

This is the part where I shout about how much I hate the multiplayer, and when I started this I did hate it. Only then I played more of it and now I love it. With more maps and game mods, this really justifies the price of the game (where that hideous ending brings it down). You’ll get your arse handed to you on a plate early on, but it scales nicely with experience. Seriously. Go play it.

The endings

This is the part where I get angry! Cover your eyes if you don’t want spoilers, but I’ll try and be vague. So you’re playing Mass Effect, nearing the end, someone’s cutting onions as you chat with an old friend when you see a white platform rise.

Close Mass Effect. Game over. Everyone lives happily ever after. Imagine Shepard jumps into space and punches Harbinger to death, I don’t care. It makes substantially more sense than what happens next.

God appears. Surprise! In the form of that annoying kid you hated from the start.

And he gives you three choices.

“Control all Reapers”

“Combine synthetics and organics to create a new… DNA” (I told you it didn’t make sense)

“Destroy all synthetics”

 

Also whatever you do the Mass Relays explode, killing everyone in the Galaxy and stranding all survivors. Nice job, hero. In fact, the only change between the endings is the colour light you get. I don’t actually know which one I chose, but I got red light.

Okay, so a little while ago Virgin Media saw fit to send me a Superhub along with thicker Internet tubes.
So far, so good.  More internet is always a good thing, and I am a massive sucker for shiny boxes that promise to have technology inside.

I mean, a massive sucker.

 

Here’s the thing though — as it turns out, shininess (and it’s pretty damn shiny!) doesn’t actually have any relevance to how good the technology inside is.

The superhub is living proof of that. It doesn’t actually do its job very well, it’ll cut out, it’ll suddenly slow down and the inbuilt WiFi makes me want to curl up in a ball and cry because life without Internet is too terrible to contemplate.

 

But those aren’t my problems with it, oh no.

It’s in my bedroom, and some smartarse engineer decided “People like LEDs and flashing lights, let’s put an LED everywhere we can fit one!”. The next great leap of intellect they made was filling it with LEDs that will dwarf the sun. I am willing to bet my superhub can be seen from space.

A blindingly bright light from the planet earth

Houston! We see some bright lights, is something going on down there?

 

Now even my old router had a “Turn off the lights” mode, but I can’t find it on the superhub.

As much as I love flashing lights I do not need them while I’m trying to sleep, and they don’t help. Yes Virgin, there are blue lights. That means a thing but I don’t care BECAUSE IT’S 1 AM.

Lights for all the Ethernet ports, how nice. They all flash at different times! Gotta love that EXCEPT THEY’RE BLINDINGLY BRIGHT.

Mystery blue top part. You’re meant to radiate heat or something so I can’t cover you, but you’re the brightest of all.

 

In an attempt to get some sleep, I hid it round a corner and covered it with a blanket. Didn’t go well, and it got too hot filling my room with a funny smell. 1-0 to Virgin

So I covered the lights in tin foil. Turns out, tin foil hats are used for a reason. 2-0 to Virgin

I used black tape to cover the lights. Mostly effective, but some are too fiddly. They got brighter to compensate. 3-0 to Virgin

Any ideas, Internet?

My website is being crushed by spammers in my absence, so I decided to make an actual post about them.

A mystery woman added me on Skype. I asked her who she was, and she said “Hello”.

I was suspicious. That isn’t the sort of thing real people do.

So I told her she was a robot, and asked her the first Voigt Kampff question –
It’s your birthday. Someone gives you a calfskin wallet. How do you react?
She got mad and said “I react good” and asked me to call her.
So I asked the next question.
You’re in a desert walking along in the sand when all of the sudden you look down, and you see a tortoise, Tony, it’s crawling toward you. You reach down, you flip the tortoise over on its back, Tony. The tortoise lays on its back, its belly baking in the hot sun, beating its legs trying to turn itself over, but it can’t, not without your help. But you’re not helping. Why is that?

She said “I will block you”

So I was all “HA HA SUCCESS I AM THE BEST AT TROLLING”

This is how dumb you look

Hey railway sleeper, you know what? You guys suck. I mean, all we wanted was a nice place to rest our grill to cook on, at the edge of a fire. You couldn’t even manage that! The moment we lit a fire you burst into flame, filling the air with a thick black smoke and generally being a crap place to put a grill. We covered you with mud to show you that because of your failure, you were dead to us — and yet you still caught fire to spite us.
Even the fire you produced was a failure — you didn’t even burn for that long when we finally got sick of you (and even then you tried your best to burn our faces as we moved you to replace you with something better) and you filled the air with a thick black smoke. A thick black smoke made of cancer and pain and crying.

I hate you, railway sleeper — next time I’m getting a brick, and bricks have nothiong to do with fire. You’ll be bested by a thing which is totally unrelated to you.

So yeah I just uploaded a skylands map to our Minecraft server, and it is so cool. I mean, seriously. it’s like the best thing mankind has ever done.

I’m sorry for the lack of content, I was in Germany/at Gilwell 24 for the whole week. I may host some totally ridiculous photos of me, and I still have no idea what to do with this.

Maybe I’ll add some more wry and witty observations on life or something.

A gentleman named “Team China” has been posting comments from school, being such a cool guy.
Timberframe@hotmail.co.uk is his email address. Go sign him up for as much porn as you can, the gayer the better.

 

As you were.

So I’m going to make this prettier.

Don’t worry if it looks like ass now, I’m working on it.

As you were, gentlemen.

So yeah, I got a website. This will function as the following:

  • A blog, where I can talk to space (I am the best at space)
  • A HTML test ground, which you won’t see unless I let you
  • Redirect for a Minecraft server
  • FTP server. Email me on matt@ivi4tt.com for that
  • Email hub. Again, email me on matt@ivi4tt.com if you want one with my name on it.

I’m not sure what else. Stay tuned.

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