The XBox One Tour finally made its official stop in North Texas, in Dallas' eclectic Deep Ellum area. They were passing out all sorts of prizes, shirts, and even an XBox One. I spent several hours there today and got a good taste of some next-gen gaming.
Forza 5: Turn 10 provided the tour with a single lap demo around Laguna Seca. I was able to drive the McLaren P1, Ferrari 599, Mercedes Gullwing, and the dorsal-finned Audi R1-class Indy Car. The physics are considerably different from Forza 4...I overshot turn 1 at Laguna, and I haven't done that since Forza 2. Grip drivers will have to alter their driving style a bit for the new game.
Battlefield 4: I shot some folks.
Dead Rising 3: The longest line at the event. An impressive urban environment with zombie-packed streets. I used shotgun claws, flamethrower, an electric oversized sledge hammer, and vehicles to no avail...I never ran out of zombies and they eventually got me. The right trigger throws whatever melee weapon you are armed with so watch for that.
FIFA: didn't play it because soccer is for friendless third graders.
Ryse: Played through a gladiator level in a colisseum...and it was the shit! The combat options are satisfyingly deep, with blocks, strikes, counters, and finishing moves. I was wise to preorder this one.
Kinect Sports: Played a Kinect version of Hydro Thunder...not sure if I like Kinect but the demo was solid fun. It was a jet ski course with mines in the water, jumps, sandbars, a sunken ship, and lots of rock and dock to run in to.
Peggle 2: Didn't play it...don't give a fuck.
Killer Instinct: Big line for this one also. Fast, responsive controls. Wasn't sure about the control scheme, but my son figured them out quickly and proceeded to hand my ass to me. There was talk of buying fighters a la carte from XBL.
Max: The Curse of Brotherhood: Reminded me a lot of Limbo. The child protagonist is armed with a pencil that can be used to interact with the environment. Kind of a side scrolly platformer play style.
Zoo Tycoon: Who gives a shit?
Crimson Dragon: Dragons are cool...but they control kind of weird, but you can barrel roll. Ammo is laidout mid-air like Sonic coins. Not really my thing...
Loco Cycle: An updated Road Rash concept with a cooler bike and more menacing antagonists. Protagonist was a south of the border type, so kudos to the dev for finally giving showing a little diversity.
Free Doritos and Mountain Dew and all kinds of giveaways...not a bad way to spend a Thursday afternoon. If you're in the Dallas area, it's on Commerce on the west side of Deep Ellum, right across from Twisted Root...go get a taste of what's coming.
I had an epiphany on my way to work this morning, as I sped up to prevent a slow-moving and vision-obscuring construction vehicle from getting in front of me on the freeway: one day all of the folks I terrorize and fuck over on the way to work are going to be waiting for me in the parking lot at my place of employment. They will likely be armed with guns, pitchforks, torches, and baseball bats dipped in glue then rolled in broken glass. How many times have I nearly caused an accident by diving in front of another car, when there really wasn't enough space, to prevent the inconvenience of having to make a u-turn to come back to make my turn? How many times have I given the bird in response to a honking disapproval of having nearly caused an accident? How many times have I denied a larger vehicle the space in front of me to keep my field of vision nice and wide, only to give them the finger as I sped up? I doubt that there are many folks who would describe me as a nice guy, and the folks I share the freeway with in the morning would probably describe me in less flattering terms than the people that I work and live with. If you happen to be one of the folks who drives east on Airport Freeway, just south of DFW Airport, between Bedford Road and Amon Carter between 7:20 and 7:30 during the week, and have not been assaulted by a little blue Civic in the right lane, then I wanted to take this opportunity to say "fuck you"...see ya at the lynching.
Well, the unthinkable happened this weekend, after being sick fro heat exhaustion for the latter half of the week I was forced to travel to Oklahoma this weekend to celebrate my wife's grandmother's (that looks like too many possessives...but it's not) 98th birthday and pick up a new car. However, on the way back I was unable to stave off my inner carnivore and bought a half pound of Robertson's Beef Jerky...which inevitably crammed itself into every nook and cranny in my teeth. I spent the next six hours attempting to dislodge pieces of jerky from my teeth while continuing to eat jerky...I know, it's a vicious circle. My jaws now hurt from chewing jerky and my gums are bleeding from the 400 feet of floss it took to finally get the meaty bits out of my mouth. I still have some jerky left...