So yeah, I'll just let my monumental victories in Retro City Rampage speak for themselves. It's a hard life playing a generic street thug who time travels from the 80's to the now only to be promptly misunderstood by a well meaning professor as your standard hero of destiny. But the accomplishments therein are momentous. I mean, bubble gum by god! Oh well best be back to the action, you can't build a time machine without a three-headed monkeys paw, apparently.
Once upon a time in the dark ages, in the long ago, in the age before the iPhone and reliable high speed broadband there was the humble video game. You would play it, it would last for a finite length of time and then it would end. You'd move on and play another game, maybe read a book, watch a film, join a ukulele band. You'd cast that game into the realm of memories past, enriched by the experience in some way but no longer actively partaking of it. Now that time never ended as such, those games are still very much around but in the here and now they have been eclipsed somewhat by something else altogether.
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