Still playing Dragon Age. Still awesome.
One thing I like about this game is that it’s a fantasy distopia. Not a post-apocalyptic science fiction setting, nor is it sunshine, unicorns, everyone-recycles-and-we-have-no-more-theft fantasy (I’m looking at you, Dinotopia). Bad things are going down in Ferelden, including but not limited to racism (against the up-until-recently-enslaved elves), mutiny, betrayal, assassination (of key political figures, no less), and dead puppies (PUPPIES! NO!).
Another thing that makes Dragon Age totally awesome is the character interaction. You get several NPCs that you can drag around to help you out in a fight, and unlike most RPGs, they’re all interesting. (I’m looking at YOU, Tales of Symphonia. Seriously, all of the problems in that game could have been solved if they’d just let Colette DIE.) My personal favorites are Alistair, the paladin with a personality; Morrigan, your typical Hot Topic cashier; Zevran, the bisexual elf who seems to think having sex is like saying hello, but he did grow up in a whorehouse so I can’t really blame him; and your dog, whom you can name yourself. (I named mine Samson, after my real dog, who was a totally awesome German Shepherd but is now tragically deceased. He lives on in virtual reality, yay!) Depending on your actions, the characters in your party like you more or less. Morrigan, for example, disapproves practically whenever you solve a problem without murdering a bunch of dudes. Not a big fan of humanity, that Morrigan.
Today’s particular adventure involved not playing Dragon Age at all. I got home from class to find that the X-Box was no longer in our living room. Stunned and disheartened, I wondered what I had done to anger the roommate who owned the X-Box and played Super Mario Galaxy instead until my other roommate came home. She, too, wanted to play Dragon Age, and called me stupid for not doing so myself until I pointed out that the X-Box was nowhere to be found. We theorized that the roommate who owned the X-Box had taken it into her room, which was locked. Bemoaning our fate, and suffering Dragon Age withdrawal symptoms, we considered texting her until we remembered that she had lost her phone a week earlier. Then we had a twenty-minute discussion about just how pissed she would be if we broke down her door, and whether or not it would ultimately be worth it.
She did, eventually, wake up and open her door and give us back the X-Box. They are playing it now, whereas I am writing this blog entry while I should be doing my homework. Good times.
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Games you’ve never heard of, part 3
Games you’ve never heard of, part 2
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