What the hell are you doing here? You know there's a war on, right?
I played in the very first UK edition of 1 vs 100 on Xbox Live primetime. I went in knowing that this, like PlayStation home, is a product intended for an audience who are the collective antithesis of myself, but like any good nerd, I just couldn't pass up the opportunity to complain about something.
I'm not going to explain the fundamentals of the game, if you aren't in the know and would like to amend that status wikipedia is more than willing to fill you in. The game was fun enough for half an hour, but I couldn't bring myself to sit through all three hours, especially not with the Battlefield 1943 community challenge starting at the same time. There seemed to be some form of glitch when I was playing that caused me to be unable to hear the games' live host as I played with the exception of the first five minutes of play, after which he turned mute, and I was unable glean any information from my attempts at lip reading his avatar.
Also nine tenths of the questions require no knowledge whatsoever, and can be deduced by simple guess work. If I can answer a football question on your quiz correctly, your quiz is too easy. Finally I never got to be the one or part of the mob, this is 1 vs 100s' greatest folly, for which it cannot be forgiven.
A little while ago a made a not so subtle hint that I wanted to try Magic and D&D, it appears that a couple of people took this is a challenge and declared that if I could concoct a story set in a world ruled by trees then they would gladly play the latter. I haven't got round to asking if they would seriously do this, because my mind has managed to synthesize such a world, a world were mortal men such as you and I toil away in subservience to ever unpleasable sentient saplings. And a mind flayer. Minds must always be flayed, my brothers.
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