A une époque je voulais lancer un blog sur les jeux vidéo, et voici le résultat ; je ne poste plus tellement dessus, donc il ne sert pas à grand chose, mais je ne peux pas me résoudre à le fermer.
I've played Skyrim for 70 hours and I still can't watch my brother play his copy when I'm bored, because there would be spoilers.
So much solid Dwemer metal, so little room in my pockets.
Damn. Looks like I've reached the maximum number of saves in Skyrim.
Watching a SWTOR video, can't believe Bioware is doing the whole chest-at-a-90-degree-angle strafe-running thing. In 2011. And Bioware.
Skyrim bandit with an arrow through his head: "Must be the wind." Skyrim bear: went to CSI school, charts your exact location in half a second.
Finally, my first broken quest in Skyrim. A minor one, sure, but it's still promising. (Found the serial killer, can't expose him.)
Damnit, now here I am looking for software to generate ternary plots.
Stupid NPC gets killed by a dragon as I'm about to finish his quest; I reload, dragon replaced by a blood dragon, goes straight for him now.
Forty hours memorizing the titles of books I've already read, and now I switch to English. I do enjoy the Schwarzenegger guards, though. #skyrim
Wouldn't have bought the pinstriped Jack Skellington avatar if I'd known the Xbox Live app for iOS wouldn't have antialiasing. Ouch, my eyes.
The new Xbox dashboard is pretty, but I hate how it scrolls pane by pane in a list. Should switch to actual scrolling when not using Kinect.
Heh. I just found out there's a button for running in Skyrim. More than anything, that explains why the horse was so slow.
Not that I care in the least about Halo, but "Turns out the Forerunners didn't sacrifice themselves, they hid in bunkers" is really lame.
I've killed five dragons without dying; never killed a bear without reloading three or four times. It's not quite right. #skyrim
Skyrim, where people will tell you to investigate the graveyard and no one will tell you where that is—and it's just one grave under a rock.