• Posted December 31st, 2012 at 04:34 EDT by Dane Smith
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(continued from previous page) ...comes first to me. As I mentioned above, I have twin 4 yr olds. They are my life and always will be, along with their mother. Some nights, I spend time with them and not with PSU, so if you don't see me on in the evenings, I am probably playing Happy Action Theater on Kinect with the kids.

Lasombra: Having young kids, what is your personal opinion on the violent video game debate? Do you think some blame can be put on games, solely on the shoulders of the parents and society, or some kind of combination?

CuGuy: In my opinion, and after having done some considerable research, violent video games in no way are a causal link to real world violence. Saying someone "learned" to kill on video games is absolutely ridiculous to me.

Lasombra: What era of gaming do you think was the best for you personally? The SNES/Genesis wars? The reign of the Playstation 2 Reich? Hail to the NES?

CuGuy: For me, the era of the Nintendo/Genesis was the best. You bought a game for your system, end of story. No insipid fanboy wars about which pixel is less blurry when I freeze frame and zoom in 2000% Either you owned a game system that would play Sonic, or you didn't. Life was simpler. I owe ZERO allegiance towards any consoles, as I am just a gamer. I am out to have fun when I play. I leave the petty arguing to the kids.

After an unknown time of them turning me into a Picasso, a cloaked figure with glowing red eyes steps out of the shadows to speak to me. Normally I’d be keen to listen but needing a facial reconstruction took away my focus from the conversation. I try to tell them again I don’t know what this Omni File is, but it doesn’t placate their Casino Royale torture fantasy. Good thing I work out or it’d be very embarrassing right now. A man places a tape recorder next to my ear letting me hear the tortured scream of a woman, who I can only assume was V in Episode 13: Two Files, One Folder. They ask me again, and despite the pleas I hear on the tape I cannot answer what I don’t know. A swift kick to the face from the shadowy figure knocks me over, my beaten body lying on the cold, dirty floor as consciousness fades from my reality. Those eyes stare at me as if I was haunted by some unknown past; teasing me as darkness overtakes me and the scene fades to black.

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