The Queue

If we can agree on anything, we can agree on the fact that the Queue — and, really, the game — could use about a thousand times more Gnomes. Because, come on, Gnomes! We’re adorable, we’re deadly, and you really need to watch out for your ankles if you piss us off. What’s not to love?

…I don’t wanna talk about it.

Do I have to say anything beyond the title? I don’t think so.

For Gnomeregan!

Sorry, this Queue isn’t written by a dinosaur.

I know, I’m disappointed too.

SURPRISE! Look who’s writing The Queue today! Aren’t you so shocked by this unexpected news?!

…Wait, you’re not? Oh. Well, fine. I’m still happy to be here all the same. Now let’s dance The Queue.

(Header image courtesy of Jeff Peterson.)

When and how did it become Wednesday? I have no idea. Time is weird.

But weird or not, it’s time for the Queue.

So, normally I wait until after the Splatfest has happened to tie it into a Queue, but this upcoming one actually asks a legitimately tough question: Sci-fi or Fantasy? Personally, I’m leaning Sci-Fi — the way I see it, Sci-Fi can technically encompass fantasy settings, but fantasy can’t encompass Sci-Fi. For instance, Futurama’s third movie or Doctor Who’s visit to any number of Medieval-like locations.

Some people, however, argue that as soon as a Sci-Fi show sets foot in a fantasy setting, it’s no longer Sci-fi, and therefore this “Fantasy within Sci-Fi” argument doesn’t apply. I say phooey to them! But I’m always open to disagreeing with more people, so let me know how you all feel about this conundrum, as well as the general Splatfest question in general.

For now, here’s The Queue.

Happy Monday! Let’s start it off with The Queue.

Let’s just get on with the questions. And the answers. Y’all know how it goes.

Welcome back to The Queue, our daily Q&A feature for all of Blizzard’s games! Have a question for the Blizzard Watch staff? Leave it in the comments!

Oops I made a pretty. Look, it was a relaxing way to spend an evening, okay? Some people say they should take Photoshop away from me. I say they can pry it out of my cold, dead, frozen hands.

…let’s just forget the puns and move on to your questions, shall we?