Monthly Archives: March 2009
Will Rockfree become the Club Audition of the US?
Rockfree is like Rock Band online, only you’re using the keys to navigate instead of an actual instrument. While it has potential because it doesn’t have that many competitors, I don’t know if the game will become hugely successful because
Will Rockfree become the Club Audition of the US?
Rockfree is like Rock Band online, only you’re using the keys to navigate instead of an actual instrument. While it has potential because it doesn’t have that many competitors, I don’t know if the game will become hugely successful because
Sony Digs Its Own Grave, Then Tries to Fill it in
Last week, MTV Multiplayer had an interesting scoop about how Sony has been charging game publishers for content that users can download. According to this article, Sony started charging publishers a “network bandwidth fee” since Aug. 1 last year– 16
Sony Digs Its Own Grave, Then Tries to Fill it in
Last week, MTV Multiplayer had an interesting scoop about how Sony has been charging game publishers for content that users can download. According to this article, Sony started charging publishers a “network bandwidth fee” since Aug. 1 last year– 16
What the heck was that!?!?
I was walking down a dark corridor. Lights where flickering, noises were in the background. There was distant shuffling, the sounds of metal objects beging disturbed and crashing to the floor. I held my weapon close to me, there wasn’t a lot of ammo and if I was swarmed I would be in serious trouble. My hands were sweating and my knuckles were sore from gripping the stock so tightly. I heard a slight scratching behind me. I turned around and a mass of flesh that was once human rose up to eye level and without warning bit deeply into my shoulder. Someone screamed.
What the heck was that!?!?
I was walking down a dark corridor. Lights where flickering, noises were in the background. There was distant shuffling, the sounds of metal objects beging disturbed and crashing to the floor. I held my weapon close to me, there wasn’t a lot of ammo and if I was swarmed I would be in serious trouble. My hands were sweating and my knuckles were sore from gripping the stock so tightly. I heard a slight scratching behind me. I turned around and a mass of flesh that was once human rose up to eye level and without warning bit deeply into my shoulder. Someone screamed.
