In which I admit something uncomfortable

image_39515_fit_940Okay.  The truth, now: I don’t like Dragon Age: Inquisition, and I’m not having any fun with it at all.  I’d say “It’s time to stop playing,” but the simple fact is I just had two weeks off from work and I haven’t touched my PS4 since about the third day of the break.  So I sorta already did that.

There has been an interesting backlash happening against the game lately, where a whole lot of people who put 100 hours into the game are looking back at it and going “What the hell did I do all that for?”  I played the shit out of the first two Dragon Age games; I have literally every single Achievement point available for the first one and beat it with every character class; I didn’t replay DA2 quite as much, mostly because Skyrim and, oh, right, the birth of my son prevented the extended replay time the first one got– but I am a fan of this series, guys.  And DAI has done nothing for me.  A fair amount of this is my own changing priorities as a gamer, granted, but a lot of it I’ve got to lay on the game.  They’ve already done this right twice; the fact that the crafting interface sucks so horribly and managing inventory is an enormous pain in the ass and there’s so much of the game dedicated to literally waiting around is on them.  I’m, I don’t know, maybe 35 hours into it?  I just completed a quest that effectively made me emperor and yet at the same time I feel like nothing I’m doing is changing the game at all.  By the midpoint of both previous DA games I had all kinds of stuff I wanted to go back and do a different way to see what happened.  This game?  I can’t think of a single meaningful choice I’ve made since the very beginning of the game, where I went up a path instead of down a hill.  This last quest could have ended a couple of different ways, but I don’t care about how it might have gone differently.  That’s a serious problem.  There has, to date, not been a single decision made in the game that I had to think about for even a couple of seconds.  There were decisions in previous games where I had to stop playing for a while to think about what I was going to do.

I hate the war table.  A lot:

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I ended up having to just take a picture of my TV, because I couldn’t quite find a picture that showed this exactly the way I wanted, but this is how you activate most of your missions.  You have to go to this one specific spot in your castle (which, by the way, you had to find on your own; there was literally a “find the war room” mission.  This?  Bullshit.) and then move that little glowing eye thing in the center around one of the two halves of the “map”– yes, there are two halves, for some reason they couldn’t put everything together.  Some of the little spots and lights and exclamation points are things you can do.  Others are things you have other people do, and there’s a bunch of words to read and  then a little prize anything from ten minutes to several hours later and don’t worry about it because none of it was important.   There are tons of these little things and by now they’re not making me curious; I just want to find a way to turn them off.

Each stage seems to have lots of shards to find.  I don’t know what the shards are or why I’m looking for them.  There was one of those somebody-else missions that had something to do with them but I accidentally hit a button too fast and the text went away, so I don’t know what happened.

Right.  Words.  There are lots and lots and lots of words to read in this game.  Ordinarily this is a good thing for me– I read every syllable in the first two games– but this game doesn’t even want you to read all that shit, making me wonder what the hell it’s there for.  An example: during loading screens, there are three little cards you can shuffle through on the screen. Each of them gives you a fact about the game, or a tip, or a little bit of backstory for something.  Some of the bits of backstory are several hundred words long.

The game gives you maybe five seconds to cycle through those– not remotely enough time to read anything– and then will fade to black for thirty seconds or so.  What the fuck?

Combat is boring.  This is a little bit my fault, as I chose an archer for my main character– meaning I tend to be a fair distance from the battles– and by predilection in these sorts of games I’m very resistant to the idea of playing characters who aren’t “me” even though the game is perfectly happy to let me take anyone over.  But my role in combat is to hold down a button.  That’s about it.  There’s an overhead tactical view; I’ve never used it for more than a couple of seconds.  I suppose I could play at a higher difficulty level but I suspect the big difference would be I was bored and dying a lot.

The game wants me to take time between missions to talk to each of my party members, so that I can advance each of their own individual storylines.  In previous games, I did this.  In this one, I can’t be bothered any longer; it feels like a chore and I have no interest in it.  I’ve not started a romance with anyone because I just don’t have the energy.  I’m willing to accept this one partially being on me, because it’s effectively the same mechanism the previous DA games as well as all three Mass Effects used.  Then again, I played along in those five games.  This one?  Nah, bald elf dude whose name I can’t remember, for Christ’s sake, you just go be boring over there by yourself.  You’re gonna have that staff for the rest of the game; I hope you like it.

I hate it when I don’t like something that I feel like I wanted to like.  I’m perfectly happy to dislike something that lots of people like, but dammit I wanted to really love this game, and had perfectly cromulent reasons to think I would.  But I stopped playing it over two weeks ago and at this point I’m really not sure if I’m gonna go back to it or not.  The thought that they released a Dragon Age game that I can’t even get into enough to beat really sucks.

Blech.

In which some good stuff happened today

Awesome, innit?

Two random stories; it was a really long week, but it ended well.  One of our seventh grade teachers came up to me in the office yesterday and told me that he’d heard one of his kids saying something really nice about me.  Apparently one of her friends was having trouble with something and she pulled the girl aside and told her to come down to the office and talk to me, because I was really nice and I’d really helped her when she had a problem.

The punch line to this story:  I haven’t helped enough students in the building that I didn’t remember this one, and what I also remember about that story is that I helped this girl not at all with her problem– I, in fact, told her, her father and her grandmother that there was literally nothing I could do to help her, and when one specific course of action was recommended by her father I actually refused to do it.  Which has somehow resulted in this kid treating me like I’m her best friend in the hallways (she will literally wave to me and say “Hi, best friend!” when she walks past me) and recommending my aid to other people.  I wish I always got that reaction when I was unable to help someone.

The second story: a teacher who I have always suspected is not very fond of me apparently announced to her grade-level team that she preferred it when me and another staff member were running the building, because we have been teachers and understand what it’s like and take care of business in the building efficiently.  This story’s a bit weird too, because again while I appreciate the compliment I’m pretty sure this particular teacher has never written up a student while I’ve been designee.  I’ve never seen a referral with her name on it, either one that came to me or another actual administrator.  Which means that it’s kinda weird that she perceives me as being a professional– not because it isn’t true, because I hope it is, but because I really don’t feel like she’s seen me work.

Finally beat Shadow of Mordor on Wednesday.  Spectacular game.  Plan to spend more of this weekend than I probably ought to playing Dragon Age: Inquisition, too.  I’m not really super into it yet but apparently I’ve seen all of about 1% of the game’s content thus far.

In which I put the Internet on notice

If it doesn’t involve killin’ orcs or shopping or getting writing done, or maybe cleaning up my filthy-ass office, I don’t wanna hear about it today.  We clear?  That means no Kardashians, no matter what they do, and no goddamn politics.

Hmmmm

I have a number of activities that I want to perform this weekend, and am even bringing in my parents tomorrow to watch the boy so that I might finish several of them.  Right now all I want to do is play video games– which, believe it or not, are actually on the list of “things I want to accomplish”– and then go directly to sleep for a hundred years, which might derail most of the rest of the list.

Some stuff happened at work today that I could talk about, but I can’t think of a way to make any of them funny which makes me not want to discuss them all that much.  It has, generally speaking, been a very long week.  I’m looking forward to getting a chance to relax this weekend.

How are you?

In which I’m making bad decisions

12I haven’t beaten Shadow of Mordor yet, a game I really, really like.

I just the other day downloaded Icewind Dale onto my iPad, a game I have not even launched yet.

The new Dragon Age comes out next week; the two previous editions of that series have each eaten my life whole for weeks.

I have a novel to finish.

And yet, for some reason, upon discovering that Planescape: Torment, which I have never actually played, was available for Mac at GOG.com, I just downloaded it, too.

Never let me fool anyone into thinking I’m smart.

OH GOD SAVE ME

I’VE BEEN DOING THIS FOR AN HOUR I CAN’T STOP SOMEONE BLOW UP MY COMPUTER BLOW UP ALL THE COMPUTERS OH GOD PLEASE

I could blog…

Or I could play Shadow of Mordor all night.

Easy decision.

Not that you asked, but…

I have been gone all day on account of honest to goodness Sekrit Bizness that at the moment I am unable to divulge to other mortal hoo-manz. If you are immortal or a reptilian, let me know and I may give hints.

Also: omgtired. And I bought a PS4. Which I have no time at all to play.