My Playstation 4 arrived safely in its new home yesterday afternoon. It will be safe here, happy even. It will be dusted, perhaps even occasionally given a polish as well. The children will play on it at every given opportunity, the allure of the outside world will give it occasional refuge and its storage at an altitude greater than one metre will ensure its safety from the destructive little meat paws that might do it harm. The blue light will occasionally illuminate an otherwise empty room as we have our alone time, while my Wife sleeps alone; we will get to know each other better and the bond will strengthen between us. But PS4, you better sort your shit out real quick, or these things will not happen. Continue reading
Sometimes when you’re playing with a bunch of random people, you occasionally find a rare gem of good behaviour in amongst the wookies that refuse to go anywhere but Sniper Hill, and vehicle hoarders that won’t drive out of your teams deployment. This helicopter pilot surprised me by taking us on a low path to sneak up on a mobile AA that we’d been flirting with, and the result was explosive.