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Yes, this deserved its own mild-dislike category.Īre these rose-tinted glasses broken?: So, because we’re old fogeys, we busted out the N64 to relive the glory days. Turtles in Time Reshelled: You are not the SNES game we loved as a child. Guys (also First Lady), anyone who has been to a Sydney Meat who wasn’t there, we missed you and your radness.

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Like there was missing, uh, in-your-endu… yeah I don’t know how to gently or cleverly hint at this anymore. Like there was a giant, 2 meter elephant in the room, casting a large shadow over the atmosphere of the day. Something was missing: You know, it was an odd, peculiar feeling. Hate- Well, I don’t really hate things so let’s call it ‘Mild-Dislike’ Especially when practically everyone suffers crushing defeat at the hands of Dawdle!.

I’m sure it’s one thing to watch Wednesday Night Fights for the players’ technical prowess, but there’s a ridiculous hilarity to people who suck at fighting games playing (read: button mashing) simple mode Marvel vs Capcom 3. Spectator sports: Even if you weren’t playing, there was much amusement to be had watching. Streetpasses!: I don’t have a 3DS, but from what I gather, there was much rejoicing. Whether you were gruesomely carving people up in Shank, dashing around in Zelda: Four Swords, trying to beat up the person next to you in Super Smash Brothers, or getting run over by buses in Scott Pilgrim, you couldn’t go a half minute without hearing some other group roaring in laughter. At some point just before lunch, everyone was engaged in some sort of group super-happy-fun-time. There was no ultimate aim we were trying to achieve, only messing around in the playspaces the games had provided us. Give or take.Ĥ-player shenanigans: Some of the gaming that went on here was party-grade, raw fun. I ran into CrabJiffy and said hi without actually introducing myself before running away, seeing ShiggyNinty… well, I can see the whole amusement from the ‘Spot-The-Hipster-That-Looks-Like-Dan’ game now, and Blaghman. New people: Not to say all the other people I’ve already met have started to bore me, but seeing new people at Meats is always exciting. After some taunting about how amazing the Meat was on Sunday’s TAY, we (I) ask ourselves (myself), was it really so great? Yes it was, but let us pretend we don’t know that yet.

I WRITE READER REVIEW (Not really but kind of)Īfter an amazing week of nothing but AnonymousPessimist talking to, well, mostly himself with interjections from some of us, many of you might have missed that we were having a Sydney Meat (2! (Now with more exclamation mark! But no actual Mark). Look at how amazing the back of our heads are in the last one.