The Queue

Be honest, the idea of building concrete forts and arming them with laser turrets, then patrolling them wearing a suit of power armor sounds pretty intriguing right about now.

It’s the Queue and while I regress down the Fallout 4 construction vortex, let’s talk about some stuff you mentioned.

My health is a loss: I’m just trying to hang on to my sanity, so it’s all mana potions for mental energy over here. It’s a survival strategy (and it’s usually a Red Bull). Mm, delicious, refreshing energy.

But now that we are all energized, let’s Queue.

I’ve been on a bit of a health kick for a little while now, and one of the things that has made that a little bit more tolerable is making parallels to media. After all, with its exotic fruits and arcane powders and various liquids, what is a protein smoothie but a health potion? Throw in a multivitamin and I may as well be an alchemist. Still trying to find a way to make exercise more novel, though. Ah, well.

This is The Queue, our daily column where you ask us questions, and we’ll supply the answers just as soon as we have a little snack. That was not filling at all.

Psilent pletters are fun! Pespecially when you put them in places they don’t normally pbelong.

Who can even tell that they’re there? They’re psilent!

Of course, psilent just looks like someone with some psi-abilities, so maybe I need to find better words to give a silent p to.

Pwhile I psearch the pdictionary for more pwords, it’s time for — The pQueue!

Two Old Gods enter. One Old God gets consumed by everyone attending the event. Which one is it? The hearty and savory Yogg-Ramen or the zesty, vibrant Punch-Saron?

Do we want our guests to be full and relaxed or uplifted and sociable? In fact, what kind of event are we having here? Where are we?!

Are we in a cult?!?

As we feel the dread creep in and question all of our life decisions that led us to this moment, somehow working in catering for a tall, strange man who’s hired us and paid us really well, but is definitely hiding some tentacles in that robe of his, let’s forget all of that and just Queue for a moment.

I wrote a Queue last week and it just vanished. I intended to use this picture of Doom Guy and Isabelle from Animal Crossing and I don’t remember why anymore. But here it is.

Please let this Queue survive the fickle whims of the CMS, dreadful ones.

This expression? Shock and awe. But mostly shock. It’s one of those Wednesday moods.

But this is the Queue so let’s get to your questions.

Since we’re playing icebreaker games this week, apparently, I decided to go for the gusto. Never Have I Ever, the game where either you want to confess your secrets, or want to pressure your friends into revealing theirs. In hindsight, it’s a very mean girl thing to pick (so it makes sense that I picked it).

This is The Queue, our daily column where never have I ever asked the questions. So, I get to put a finger down, and you…?

As gamers, we’re no strangers to someone or something asking you the question — would you rather? Would you rather have that power up or this one? Would you rather save Ashley or Kaiden? Would you rather take the hard route or the ultra-nightmare route?

All of this has been on my mind since I found this little tin of pre-written questions at a bookstore event today. It’s just 50 little cards, and there have been some tough ones and not-so-tough ones. Unsurprisingly, my girlfriend, a proud owner of a big St. Bernard, would rather find herself in a room full of giant puppies instead of kittens. Being able to only read the first or last page of every book was a bit of a tougher one, though — I went with the first page, you can build out so much more of a story from there!

Would you rather read the Queue, or take the blue pill, the story ends, you wake up in your bed, and believe whatever you want to believe.

I mean, I know if you’ve come this far, what the likely answer is — let’s Queue!

For the past few weeks I’ve been playing Clair Obscur: Expedition 33, and after a rough beginning where I thought I wasn’t gonna adapt to the combat system, things finally clicked as soon as I started Act 2 of the game, and I’m loving it as much as a Frenchman loves debating existentialism over some coffee and a cigarette.

It’s such a French game, mon vieux.

That outfit on the header picture is literally called “Baguette,” and it’s the first one you find in the game. It’s almost like the devs were completely aware that the internet was gonna make memes with the fact that this is a French game set on a very France-inspired place, and decided to just rip the bandaid off and get on with more important things.

Either way, this is Le Queue and we’re on a mission to answer questions and eat baguettes — and we’re all out of baguettes. Because the characters in that game took them all and strapped them to their backs for some reason. Iunno, maybe they think they’ll get hungry later.