(AfroGamers.com) Somewhere along the way folks started talking like Vegeta drew up the whole blueprint himself. Arms crossed, that smirk, the grudging little nod when the hero finally pulls ahead. Ask around who built the proud opponent and the Saiyan prince gets the credit like he filed the paperwork. Respectfully, ...
(AfroGamers.com) Two cartoons sat at the middle of what Nickelodeon meant to a whole generation, and neither worked the same corner of the imagination. One lived beneath the ocean and treated a greasy fry cook gig like grand opera. The other set up shop in the suburbs and asked a ...
(AfroGamers.com) Going on twenty some years now, a certain kind of WoW veteran has carried the same quiet ache. You remember standing at the edge of Azshara, staring at a sealed gate nobody could open, inventing little stories about whatever waited behind it. Or the crumbled ruins between Mulgore and ...
(AfroGamers.com) Back when I was coming up, the future actually had a shape to it. You could see it. Neo-Tokyo lit orange and tearing itself apart under a swollen sky, for starters. Then a cyborg woman steps off a high rise into neon and rain like gravity means nothing to ...
(AfroGamers.com) Everybody kept saying the big war shooter was dead. Dead like the arcade, dead like couch multiplayer, dead like the LAN party you used to drag your tower across town for. The suits looked at the numbers, saw a hundred bodies crammed onto one map going nowhere, and decided ...
(AfroGamers.com) Everybody reaches for the same title. Somebody asks what to watch, adds the science fiction qualifier, gestures at Japan, and here comes the reflex. Cowboy Bebop. Every single time. And look, that pick earns its throne. Watanabe built something jazzy and cool and mournful, a bounty hunter road trip ...
(AfroGamers.com) I have gotten dropped in Call of Duty more times than my ego wants to admit, and not once did my gut clench up. You eat a bullet, the screen barely reacts, and you are moving again, chewing the same stick of gum before the irritation even lands. Reload, ...
(AfroGamers.com) Let me tell you what gets me. Every couple years a fresh crop of fans finds anime, falls all the way in love, and starts talking like the medium got born around the time they made a streaming account. No shade to the young folks, the passion is beautiful. ...
(AfroGamers.com) If you came up in the streaming years, your gateway into this world probably looked like a phone screen and an autoplay button. One tap and you were neck deep in a season of something loud and gorgeous, subtitles flying by, the next credits already skippable in a heartbeat. ...
(AfroGamers.com) Every couple months the timeline catches fire over the newest seasonal darling, and honestly, I feel the hype. But scroll past all that gloss and you hit a graveyard of forgotten greatness, discs and tapes that once ruled the racks at Suncoast and the back wall of Blockbuster. The ...