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Dark and Darker is the kind of game that makes you question whether or not the developers are just trolling their player base. It’s a chaotic mess of half-baked ideas, clunky mechanics, and a constant barrage of “Why am I doing this?” moments. If you’re into pain, frustration, and wasting time, then this is the game for you. But for the rest of us, it’s a dumpster fire of a game that’s somehow managed to escape from the abyss of failed prototypes.

Let’s start with the core gameplay. Dark and Darker markets itself as a hardcore dungeon crawler, but the experience feels more like a forced march through broken mechanics and mind-numbing repetition. The combat is sluggish, unresponsive, and completely devoid of any sense of satisfaction. You’ll find yourself mashing buttons in a desperate attempt to get your character to swing their weapon properly, only to be met with a delayed and lackluster response. It’s like watching a slow-motion train wreck every time you try to fight.

The “dark” atmosphere the game tries to create is more of an oppressive, frustrating mess than anything remotely immersive. The environments feel generic, and the lack of lighting only serves to make navigation a chore. Combine that with the terrible movement and camera controls, and you’ve got a recipe for constant frustration as you stumble through rooms, not knowing where to go next or even how to get there.

Then there’s the sound design, which seems like it was added as an afterthought. The music is forgettable, the sound effects are tinny, and the constant echoing footsteps will drive you insane after just a few minutes. And don’t even get me started on the voice acting (if you can even call it that). It’s like they grabbed a bunch of random people off the street and told them to yell into a microphone without any context.

But perhaps the most unforgivable aspect of Dark and Darker is its bugs. It crashes more than a beta version of a game should, and the bugs range from minor inconveniences to game-breaking issues that force you to restart entirely. You’ll get stuck in walls, fail to interact with objects, and experience random freezes that will make you wonder if you’ve actually entered a broken simulation.

Dark and Darker is a prime example of how not to make a game. It’s a slog of poor design, half-baked ideas, and technical issues that make it feel more like a cruel experiment than an enjoyable experience. There’s nothing dark or immersive about it—just a mess of frustration and wasted time. Save yourself the headache, and avoid this one at all costs. It’s not worth the brainrot.

*Balatro* is the exquisite, artisanal masterpiece that I had no idea I needed, and it’s precisely why I’m choosing it for Steam Awards 2024 over the brain rot of AAA games. While modern AAA titles throw endless cutscenes and polished graphics at you in a bid for emotional manipulation, *Balatro* offers a fresh, strategic experience that feels handcrafted and meaningful. It’s a roguelike poker game with the Joker, where every decision matters, and the elegant simplicity of the gameplay stands in stark contrast to the bloated, repetitive formulas of big-budget games. The design is gorgeous in its restraint, offering something far more satisfying than the soulless spectacle of AAA titles. In a world where AAA games keep churning out lifeless content, *Balatro* is a breath of fresh air—a game that proves you don’t need a massive budget to make something truly special.

I load in, I spawn, I get shot in the face by someone with a sniper rifle they probably found under their bed. Sometimes I spawn and just stand there like a confused potato, waiting for the inevitable death I know is coming. My character has died so many times, I think the game is offering me a participation trophy for just existing. Seriously, at this point, I’ve unlocked a medal for 'Most Kills by Enemies While Trying to Buy a Sandwich'—I don’t even know how that happened.

I’ve earned so many 'Best Deaths' that I’m now on the leaderboard as the ‘God of Getting Killed by a Wall.’ I’ve been shot by my own teammate more times than I’ve been shot by enemies—because apparently friendly fire is the only thing keeping me alive. There’s a whole section in the achievements for ‘Being the Worst Player,’ and let me tell you, I’m #1 in that category. I think I might actually be too bad at this game. Someone give me a medal for worst K/D ratio ever. Seriously, it’s -3500, I’ve never had a positive kill, and the only thing I’m good at is making my enemies laugh. I even got a ‘Most Creative Way to Die’ medal for standing in the middle of the map and getting sniped by a guy who was blindfolded. I should be in the Guinness World Records for Most Spawn Kills in a Single Match, except they won’t let me have that one because they said I broke the game.

I’ve literally spawned into a match, done a somersault, and then exploded. I’m the official ambassador of dying instantly, and my only accomplishment is being a human target for every enemy within 100 yards. There’s a special place in this game for me: it’s called ‘The Spawn Zone,’ and I can’t leave because I’m too busy getting murdered over and over again. Sometimes I wonder if I’m even playing the right game, or if I’m just the NPC everyone’s supposed to practice shooting at. At this point, I’m convinced my character is a walking loot crate for enemies, and if I die with enough style, they get a legendary skin.

But you know what? I don’t even care anymore. Because despite being a glorified punching bag, I’m collecting medals for dying in every possible way. So if you see me running into battle, just know I’m already dead before I even hit the ground. Spawn, die, respawn, die again—this is the real Call of Duty experience.

10/10, would die 1000 more times for my teammates. Also, if you’re looking for a scrub to be the butt of your jokes, hit me up. I’m your guy.

In the revered arenas of CS:GO, where every flick shot is a testament to skill and strategy, I embarked on a quest as ambitious as a defuse under fire: the search for the elusive 'nude mod.' With the determination of a CT guarding the bomb site and the precision of a T executing a well-coordinated rush, I scoured every corner of the virtual battlegrounds in hopes of uncovering pixels stripped of their digital garments.

Yet, like a failed rush against a fortified defense, my efforts yielded no fruit. No matter how many crates I opened or how many custom servers I explored, the promise of nudity remained out of reach.

However, amidst the disappointment, I discovered something far more valuable: the sense of camaraderie shared among players, the exhilaration of clutching a round in the face of adversity, and the sheer joy of immersion in the vibrant CS:GO community.

While the game may lack in pixelated nudity, it more than compensates with the thrill of competition and the bonds formed through teamwork and shared experiences. So here's to CS:GO, where the real treasures are the friendships forged and the memories made on the digital battlefield.

After embarking on a digital expedition rivaling the explorations of Marco Polo, my quest for the elusive 'nude mod' resembled less a heroic adventure and more a tragicomedy of errors. With the fervor of a knight on a sacred quest, I delved into the depths of the gaming underworld, only to find myself ensnared in a labyrinth of broken promises and dashed hopes. Yet, amidst the wreckage of my aspirations, I discovered a profound truth: the true beauty lies not in the pixels stripped bare, but in the absurdity of our human desires reflected in the virtual landscape. 0/10 for pixelated modesty, 10/10 for the existential enlightenment gained in the pursuit of the unattainable.

After scouring every virtual nook and cranny in search of the mythical 'nude mod,' I emerged not as a victorious hero, but as a disillusioned pixel pilgrim. My quest for digital debauchery led me through valleys of anticipation and mountains of anticipation, only to discover a barren landscape devoid of the promised pleasures. Alas, my journey ends not with a climax, but with a sigh of resignation. 0/10 for tantalizing promises, 10/10 for the unexpected spiritual awakening amidst the pixels.

Spent more time searching for the elusive 'nude mod' than actually playing the game. Ended up feeling like a digital archaeologist in a quest for pixelated treasures. Sadly, my expedition yielded no booty, only disappointment. 0/10 for lack of nudity, 10/10 for the unexpected journey into the bizarre world of gaming desires.

Played the game for hours, but still couldn't find the promised 'nude mod' DLC. Feeling catfished by pixels. Disappointed, but not surprised. 0/10 for false advertising, 10/10 for imagination.

Tekken 8 is simply amazing. From its stunning visuals to its tight gameplay and diverse roster of fighters, it sets a new standard for the genre. Whether you're a newcomer or a seasoned veteran, this game delivers endless excitement and fun. It's a must-have title for any fighting game enthusiast.

if you are clinically and mentally deranged such as I. you will enjoy these therapy sessions... or so they call it when your going through trials which are more or less like wet dreams of a psychopath. <3