gaming. fangirlism. feminism

Told you guys it was coming. Now it's here, and you're all running around going, "WUT?!"

So anyway, here's the Halo Wars review I promised you all. Some of you promised to read it, so you better. And maybe comment if you feel inclined to do so.


And as always, I am relieved to have churned out another video game review within a day. That is to say, I received it yesterday afternoon, played through the entire thing until 3:00 am, went to bed. Woke up at 7:00 am, rolled around for an hour going, "I don't wanna!" This was followed by some article writing for the front page, and then the review itself.

I had a lot to say, being a massive Halo fan. And being in love with Master Chief aka John-117. If you thought I nearly pissed myself when the Spartans showed up Halo Wars, you'd be right.

One of them was a chick, too. That's just full of badassery. Yeah, this game was pretty fun, but it doesn't top Dawn of War II; Relic has spoiled me forever. Thaddeus is a major cutey, but I think I'd pick John-117 over that guy.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure I would. Bow chika bow wow, bitches.