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Pictionary: why did nobody tell me this before?

I spent hours today in the company of one of the finest games known to man. Now some of you may claim that this game only came to me in the first place because of circumstance, and I would have to agree with that. Interviews finishing and other things happening or not happening meant there was time to kill today. It was killed with the thing closest to hand. The thing closest to hand was: Pictionary on the Wii.

“But Ian,” you say, as you are a confused whelp, “surely you are a super-hardcore gamer who is ultra-cool, mega-great and generally hardcore games the shit out of things to the point that you use game as a verb even though it sounds stupid. Right?” And I would answer that yes, that is exactly me. But that doesn’t mean I don’t know how to have fun.

When a clue is baste, as in the act of basting, and the Pictioneer (I invented this word) draws a lady performing homestyle artificial insemination. When the thing is navy beans and the guessers get it without me cheating. When other things happen and you all laugh together, and continue to laugh together for hours on end. That’s when you know you’ve got a good game.

Bollocks to the pencil and paper shit though, this is all about the future of gaming on the Wii tablet. Or something.

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The lifecycle of my Nintendo Wii

I have owned a Wii since the day it came out. Well, technically I’ve owned one since day one. I physically owned one from about a week after they’d come out, seeing as I had to wait a while to go and collect it from the sorting office.

Like many, I was initially enthralled and excited by the possibilities, and like many I soon became disillusioned and bored with what was on offer. I am a solitary gamer a lot of the time, and while Wii Sports was fun to break out at the many (many) parties I had at my flat, it just didn’t cut it in the long run.

The Wii received a new lease of life in the Manchester flat as it sat there in the living room. This was for two reasons: one, my flatmate’s young nephews enjoyed playing on it, and two, I started getting a bit of freelance for it, as it seemed I was the only one willing to do reviews of Wii games. MadWorld? Score.

But when I moved to Bournemouth the console didn’t even make it out of the box. It stayed firmly encased in its Nintendo-branded cardboard for months on end before I finally broke it out. Why? Resident Evil Zero freelance. Then it went right back into the box.

Today it’s been broken out once more, freed from the constraints of a container that never really held it that well. Why? Wii Party. Guess what’s going to happen once I’m done that freelance? Straight back in the cupboard – though maybe not the box, as I can’t be bothered trying to jam everything in there again.

What have I learned through all of this? I don’t care about the Wii, but I don’t hate it enough to sell it on. Oh, and controllers that use those old-fashioned “battery” things need to fuck off and die. Soon.


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