(Notice me not making a menstruation joke here. That’s right ladies, I’m totally sensitive to your gross vag blood.)
The demo for Chronicles of Riddick: Assault on Dark Athena came to the various game download services this week. Vin Diesel may be quickly sliding into the angry obscurity of a Dolph Lundgren (one step above a Mark Dacascos, but one below a JCVD), but the man certainly knows how to slit throats and monologue like a duck with emphysema.
The weird bit is that the Chronicles of Riddick games are actually really good. I fully recommend the free demo to anyone who enjoys sneaking around in the dark and snarling gruff one-liners.
(Post Script: Diesel’s game development studio also wins bonus points for programming the single most awesome menu system ever created: One part Rubik’s Cube, one part T-1000, three parts totally unnecessary graphical polish.)
You wouldn’t think the stereotype of a gamer that likely hasn’t seen a vagina in {var:years since birth} trying to make fun of menstrual flow would actually post on a blog–but there it is–documented for the world to see.
I’d like to think the readers of The Merc would counter the irony of my first statement using something like that stereotype you mentioned, but somehow I get the feeling that you’re just miffed about me mentioning ladybits. I’m too lazy to go into the hyper-PC anti-patriarchal reasons why you’d think I ought not make light of female issues as often as I dig at my own gender, so let’s just say it’s for the best that I didn’t go with my alternate gay, black, robot, neo-Nazi punchline.
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