The Queue

Ah, to be a former Alterra employee building my own spacious underwater seabase piece by painstaking piece.

This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we can totally answer while we go find more titanium and watch the Nintendo panel. Multitasking is a thing, it’s fine.

I just beat Control. Not only did I beat Control, but I got the platinum trophy for doing all of the achievements in it, then I beat both of the expansion packs and did all of their achievements too.

Have you ever felt like a game was written directly for you? Because that’s what Control felt like to me. It checked so many of my boxes that I was hooked from the first minute.

You play as a woman named Jesse Faden, led by the entity in her head to the mysterious Federal Bureau of Control — the government agency in charge of keeping the Weird™ stuff under wraps. From there you explore a sprawling interdimensional office building full of secrets and artifacts with wild powers. What powers you ask? I dunno how ’bout the power of flight? That do anything for ya? That’s levitation, holmes.

I’ve heard it described best as what would happen if the Ghostbusters were in charge of the FBI. Which pretty much nails it. You can even get it for free this week on the Epic Game Store if you wanted to check it out. I wholeheartedly recommend it!

While I take a break from ripping fire extinguishers off of the wall with my mind and launching them at transdimensional entities possessing office workers, it’s time for — The Queue.

Life, like an immense crowd of dragon whelps, can be pretty overwhelming. But like clockwork, the Queue has returned.

Anyone else feel like this week has been twice as long as normal? Thankfully, it’s almost the weekend. Almost.

Today, though, we Queue.

You can’t, because I love photo modes. Absolutely love them. Loved them in Odyssey, in Valhalla, loved watching what people did with them in Spider-Man, and I’m currently abusing the heck out of them in Cyberpunk 2077. 

This is the Queue. I love photo modes. Go ahead, say their power has corrupted me. I care not.

With the summer comes a constant state of interruptions. Between requests for snacks (which I’d intentionally put in a reachable place in the pantry) and complaints of being bored, I’m bored, I’m so booooored, even though I planned super cool activities like exploding soap and ice cream in a bag, I can’t really sit down and just write something like The Queue until everyone is in bed — and of course, one kid wants to stay up past her bed time, and the other is still in the habit of needing me at 3 am, so focusing on anything is

Sorry, I needed to get a kid a bowl of cereal. What were we talking about?

Oh, right, this is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we

Wait, where was I? And where’s my bear?

We’re fifty pulls into our Blood Council mythic progression. I still stand by my statement that all of the fight mechanics are super fun, but I’m super ready for the next patch and the raid to arrive. One good thing has come out of our time spent being killed by these fearsome party-goers though, now whenever my tank partner and I need to do a swap we say “do si do.”

While I practice my dance moves, it’s time for — The Queue.

Happy Friday, everyone. Time for some low-key conversation about light topics and definitely not about taking the game apart and putting it back together. Let’s get queuing.

Danganronpa sure is something else.

The game is technically in the “visual novel” genre, but it has so many unexpected, off-the-wall elements that “visual novel” doesn’t seem to do it justice. It feels like Phoenix Wright crossed with Three Houses crossed with… well, a murderous bear (and then some).

I’ve been watching the Game Grumps playthrough of it, and while some moments make it hard to fully recommend — an entire class trial revolves around some very problematic takes on gender identity, for instance — it’s still been quite the trip. I’m going in completely blind, so I have no idea how it’ll all end, but it continually seems to surprise me. I’m curious if any of y’all have played it and, if so, what you thought.

But enough about that. This is The Queue.

Anna was right, I didn’t even have to click the link to get it stuck in my head.

While I try desperately to get it out, it’s time for — the Queue.