Let's Play Brass Monkey Games

Irma: April, let's go! New technology, get!

April: Yeah, let's do this funky monkey! Got your phone?

Irma: Check.

April: Got your computer?

Irma: Check.

April: Got your game?

Irma: Checkmate!

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Irma: Geez, talk about inflation. Get Ben Bernanke on the case! That reminds me of a cheer I learned in high school. "Let's go quantitative easing! Gimme a Q! Gimmie a U! Gimmie an A! Gimmie an . . . "

April: Are you really going to put me through this entire thing? Gimme a break.

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April: Looks like the cool thing for companies to do is forget where the shift key is.

Irma: "Know your audience!"

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Irma: This must be what they mean when they talk about halcyon days.

April: Lol.

Irma: Did you just say "lol" in real life? Don't ever do that again.

April: Don't you mean "irl"?

Irma: Did you just say "lol" irl?

April: Lol.

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April: You're my only friend. Can I--

Irma: Don't even think about it!

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Irma: We've already seen the death of the instruction manual. Are video manuals the future?

April: I can see it now: got to have those hits for that ad money. You can't have hits without making hits.

Irma: So deep I forgot to drown.

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April: What's your WiFi network name?

Irma: "Bluetooth".

April: Trying to keep the ne'er-do-wells off the scent, I see. What's the password?

Irma: "WiMAX".

April: Shoot me now.

Irma: Not when you get home?

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Irma: It feels like . . . the future.

April: Call me when the self-driving cars become popular.

Irma: From my phone or my controller? 

April: From your self-driving car.

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April: Is this a metaphor for copulation?

Irma: No, it's a Binary clone with a gravity mechanic added.

April: Did they get rid of the spiders?

Irma: Yes.

April: Good. I hate spiders.

Irma: What's that over there?

April: Where?!

Irma: Never mind.

April: You did that on purpose!

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Irma: You have to hold the phone in landscape, smart girl.

April: You mean sideways?

Irma: You did that on purpose.

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April: Time for a new game.

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April: What do we have here, Mrs. Datum?

Irma: It appears to be Angry Bots, Sir.

April: Bridge to Engineering, shame status-report!

Irma: Shame is empty, Captain. Repeat: no shame.

April: As I suspected. Mr. Smasher, full warp. We're out of here.

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April: I'm going to kick your alien butt . . . tail bone . . . whatever . . . with my anti-Scud P.A.T.R.I.O.T. missiles.

Irma: How Schwarzkopfian.

April: Gesundheit.

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Irma: I'm going to cherish this moment: my first win on a new system.

April: I'm going to cherish this moment as well: my first ragequit . . . 

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Into the Lexicon: G-piphany

G-piphany: n. A sudden realization of the appeal of a game or genre of games.

As April sneaked past her parents' room at 4:00 AM, a g-piphany regarding Metal Gear Solid caused her to knock over a vase.



Gran Turismo 5

 "Autumn, I had a g-piphany: Out Run isn't a racing game; it's a driving game."












Love Plus



Wii-U May Allow for Local Information-Asymmetric Games

Clue

On February 15, 2010, Sonnez Les Jeux Video wrote, "As the future brings more letters to the list, those that realize more genres will be needed will be in the best position for success." By adding another screen to the game experience, the Wii-U has added another letter to the list and will bring another genre of game into the fold: the local information-asymmetric game. While information-asymmetric games are the norm online, local information-asymmetric games will strike in a different area on the player map (especially if two tablet screens are able to connect to one Wii-U): social. 

As with all unexplored art forms, the first forms of the genre will merely be the entrance of popular ideas from well-established mediums. Card games and board games are the clear winners. Many card games (including collectible card games) require some cards in a player's hand, shielded from other players, and some cards on the playing surface, viewable by all players. Many board games also require pieces in a player's hand, shielded from view, and pieces on a playing surface in plain view. Wii-U tablets, shielded from other players, may be used for manipulation of cards in the hand while a television screen, viewable to all players, may be used for the playing surface. For example, in Texas Hold 'Em, hole cards may be shown on tablet screens, and community cards may be shown on a television screen. A similar arrangement may be used for board games such as Clue, Settlers of Catan, Ticket to Ride, and the like. 

Ticket to Ride

The reason that card games and board games are the clear winners is that the social aspect of the games curbs the potential of the games online. For example, an online Texas Hold 'Em player lacks one integral skill that a well-rounded player does not: the ability to read an opponent. By allowing opponents to play in the same room, that skill can be restored while the processor still performs the undesirable functions of shuffling, dealing, and chip-counting. Similarly, online board games rarely provide an integral part of the physical board game experience: face-to-face communication and socialization. A chat window or rare video stream is usually relegated to the corner of the screen. By bringing players back into the same room, the Wii-U will allow video board games to compete with physical board games in terms of engagement and even exceed physical board games in terms of setup and clean up. 

Lesser-known games at the intersection of local information-asymmetry and social are: the Mafia accusation game (sometimes called Assassin, Werewolf, or Village), Charades, Password, and the like. 

However, once the clear winners and lesser-known games have taken their turn, imaginative creators will get their say on creating local information-asymmetric forms. And they will have much to say.   

 

Let's Play Ziggurat

It was the beginning of times. It was the end of times.

Some called me T.O.M.: the omega man. But I go by Tim. What good's a name, anyway, when there is no one left to call you by it? The only friend I have left is my gun, and she can't talk. Or, rather, the only word she knows is goodbye. Her name is Chain Reaction. But I call her Betty. I always wanted a girl named Betty.

She speaks to them for me. You know, the robots, the androids, the cyborgs, the whatever. The Freaks. The Freaks killed everyone else, and now they're after me.  

We had a plan once. We built the Ziggurats, and there was supposed to be a warrior on top of each. Sometimes, I can feel them. The others. Up in the air with me playing king of the mountain for as long as it took. And when one fell, another would replace him. Shredding up Freaks like a never-ending guitar solo. 

Well, that plan went to shit.

And now it's just me, Betty, and the empty Ziggs in the distance.

This here is your basic Freak, the jumper. The cannon fodder vanguard. He jumps high and slow, and will fire if you let him get close enough. When I charge Betty up, the explosion causes surrounding Freaks to explode as well. 

One charged shot takes out these four Freaks.

This Freak here is the Walker. The dumbest of the bunch. He just walks up the Zigg. As if he would ever get to me. Some folks liked to drop non-charged shots down the Zigg at the Walker. Get him while he's real low. But that don't make no sense. I like to use the Walker as my own personal bomb. I let him get to the top, and then . . . .

Clears the whole side for me. 

Look who decided to show up to the party. The Big Freak himself. 

Betty and I know what to do. 

We've been working together for so long, we just have this amazing friction together. There's no other way to describe it.

She blows a wind in my hair to tell me she loves me. I kill the Freaks to show her I love her. 

There are other Freaks too: the High Jumper, the Buzz Saw, and the Mother Ship. 

None shall pass.

As the Sun sets, the Moon rises. Maybe, just maybe, I take out enough before they get to me. Enough to make sure they are never a threat again. Enough to give some other life form time to prepare.  Enough to make a footnote in their log. 

Enough, enough, enough.

It was the end of times. It was the beginning of times.