Dark souls? Dark souls. I love it. I hate it. What does it want from me? I have not felt this way in years, not since I was a cock-steered teenager, with more hormones than brainspace. I could not read girls – I still can’t, I’m better maybe, although that’s largely irrelevant given the whole [...]
THIS WEEK: I waffle on about the Assassin's Creed Hookblade, review Dark Souls, and do my best to write about cars for Forza Motorsport 4. (My best isn't good enough.)
Awake in a dungeon. Seem to have inherited the name “Crump” from somewhere. Captors clearly mouthbreathing retards as I am wearing full platemail, but I am not inclined to complain.