She apparently left at some point in the dead middle of the night, and never came back. On the way back, I spot three more mosquito bites on my pinky, one that has formed a blister. We all part ways at a decent hour and I get back before fatigue sets in. But as we talk and I start to enjoy myself, I wonder if part of my problem is that I’ve been surrounding myself with the wrong people. I spend the entire time worrying that I should be writing instead of hanging out. and meet up with Zoe for a beer at Button Mash, a barcade. I instead go out with Cat to get a pesto clam pizza on Sunset Blvd. A few people have invited me out but with the previous day’s thoughts still weighing on me, I still want to hide. Apparently they feasted in the night.Į3 is a time to catch up with old friends, and with The Fig still under renovation, most folks head to the JW. That means I definitely can’t fuck up today.Īt this point I realize I have five small mosquito bites on my right arm. My daily log from the day prior finally hits the site. I schedule time for the next morning to check out a few more IndieCade games. I spend so much time on Borders that I run out of time for anything else. It’s skill-based, but sobering, and upon leaving the IndieCade floor, I shake hands with Alvarez and promise to follow up later on the topic. The deaths of each round and each player are left on the screen as piles of skeletons, a stark reminder of the mortality rate surrounding the migration. Based on the experiences of co-developer Gonzalo Alvarez’s own parents, players navigate a 2D desert plane mimicking the Mexican desert while avoiding border guards and collecting water to survive. I find time for Borders, a pixel art game that depicts the danger and difficulty of crossing the Mexican border. Show me the games that will piss off Breitbart. I stop by IndieCade to get in some time with the games there and get caught up talking with a friend, who tells me that Breitbart is supposedly on their way to play some of the resistance-themed games. Checking back in at the desk, I find that there’s nothing else I’m scheduled for. I play for a half hour, getting my satiating fill of violence before finally bowing out before the demo’s end.
The dudes around me progress slightly faster, and I can almost feel their judgment. Perhaps overcompensating for the Call of Duty demo the day before, I play on the hardest level. I don’t get much out of the skimpy cut scenes.
ROOF RATS GAME SERIES
I didn’t play the prior entry in the series but as a seasoned FPS player, the demo is satisfying, while light on substance. I arrive at Bethesda, sweaty and breathless, for the only Bethesda demo I’m scheduled for this E3- Wolfenstein II. Consulting my schedule, I realize I’m supposed to be at Bethesda. Upon arriving at Nintendo, I run into an old friend and chat for fifteen minutes while waiting for the PR rep to confirm my appointment. Parting ways with my new drinking buddies, and ignoring their pleas to be my +1, I head for Nintendo, preparing my set of questions for their head of marketing Doug Bowser. They proceed to drink several cocktails and beers and prod me to have a second beer.
I’m surrounded by a team of IT guys who, upon hearing my credentials, take a sudden interest in my career. Before I go, I snap a few pictures of the Total War Warhammer booth, one of the best in the show.
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