I still remember my first chicken dinner on the Xbox One. It wasn't pretty. The game looked like a watercolor painting that someone had left out in the rain, buildings hadn't fu...

I saw the notification pop up on my phone and did a double-take. You know the one. That little buzz from the PlayStation app that’s usually just telling you a friend came online...

The group chat lit up last Tuesday. You know the one. The one with your core gaming crew, a chaotic mix of PlayStation loyalists, die-hard PC snobs (I say that with love), and t...

I saw it again last night. A flash of pink wings, the chime of a damage boost, and then the inevitable all-caps screed in match chat: “FOCUS THE WALLET MERCY.”Just like that. A ...

Let’s start with the camels. We have to. Because when your much-hyped, "next-level" gaming convention turns out to be little more than a cavernous, empty room with a sad-looking...

There's a specific kind of dread, a beautiful, terrible feeling that washes over you when you open the PlayStation Store on a Tuesday morning. You're just there to check on a pr...

You know that feeling, right? The big gaming showcase happens, the CGI trailer drops, the music swells, and a title card flashes: "2026." Or maybe just a vague "In Development."...

It’s quiet out there. Too quiet.For a series that thrives on noise—the constant explosions, the incessant gunfire, the yelping psychos, Claptrap’s… whole deal—the silence around...

There’s this very specific feeling I get when I play a Mafia game. It's the moment after a big, cinematic mission. The smoke has cleared, the dialogue has faded, and I...

It has mismatched button eyes. One a murky green, the other a chipped, faded blue. Its fur is a deliberately matted grey, and it has this little stitched-on frown that sits some...