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How the Slenderman Ruined my Science
In my data book the following is written:
Published by Tara Roth on Sept. 21, 2012
Review: Darksiders 2
I miss sleep. We used to be good friends, she and I. We’d cuddle up on the couch on Saturday afternoons and while the tempestuous bitch would sometimes desert me in the evenings, she’d always return within a few days.
Published by Tara Roth on Sept. 14, 2012
Behind the Scenes: 4PP at PAX Prime 2012
A typical day at PAX for the 4PP crew begins by rolling out of bed after a restful 5 hours of sleep, taking a shower, and then main-lining coffee directly into your bloodstream. Then it's just a brisk 10-15 minute walk to the media room (no vehicles for this intrepid crew! No siree!) where we mak...
Published by Tara Roth on Sept. 5, 2012
PAX Prime 2012 Cosplay Photo Gallery: Part 2
Saving the best for last. The final day of PAX Prime 2012 brought some amazing costumes to the show floor.
Published by Tara Roth on Sept. 4, 2012
Published by Tara Roth on Aug. 27, 2012
Welcome to Stereotype City
There is a little known land, just a step outside of our world. It is in this place, that everything that has ever or will ever be conceived is born and lives for all eternity. Some have called it Imaginationland, but it really has no name other than what we conceive to give it. Within Imaginatio...
Published by Tara Roth on Aug. 21, 2012
All's Fair In Love and War Until the First Person Gets Pissed
My brother always picked the same map in MarioKart 64; one that he knew beyond any doubt that he would win. It was an intense series of winding turns following an undulating track that was an absolute dream for the master power slider. A final tight turn at maximum speed and a giant ramp would st...
Published by Tara Roth on Aug. 12, 2012
Lower Than a Survivor's Belly in a Cherno Drainage Ditch. Or: Why I Don't Like Day Z.
“Okay, we’re going to belly crawl through this town to the church here.” Bob said, stabbing his finger down on the map in front of him. The paper shifted slightly under the pressure of his fingertip, and with considerable care he adjusted it back to its original position, centered just under the ...
Published by Tara Roth on Aug. 6, 2012