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There's nothing commercially sensitive here. There's no obvious competition for PE. There's no publishers being asshats. There's Obsidian and there's us, the guys who backed it. So, again, why can't you talk about it? I'm hardly Captain Entitlement, in fact quite the opposite, but asserting you can't talk about part of the development cycle to your backers is (to put it mildly) nonsense. Bearing in mind it's been a year and there still isn't even a skeleton backer's / fulfilment site or any meaningful content regarding same. My two cents (or, rather, hundred-plus dollars) is that you are beginning to behave like any other company with a publisher stamping on you, not in the original spirit of this project. Jesus, even a running dev blog would be a starter for ten. Please take this criticisms in the spirit in which it is intended, which is constructive. I am a long-term friend of Obsidian, albeit an occasionally critical one, and wish you nothing but success. But you are beginning to flag on your community engagement pledges of a year ago.

Jesus, if this were a prison you'd be one of those trusties who would tell the guards where we'd hidden our moonshine.

Yes you could. If you wanted to. You are a games company, not the NSA.

Ha ha 'murica. 'murica never changes. The computer and console pages are full of pictures of pixellated blood'n'gore but ****'n'ass ain't allowed. As the man said, Ha! Good Fun!

I'm free but I ain't cheap.

Really. Kinda fixed that for Bruce

Now that you mention it.....the bulky white undies thing is funny. They are diapers. Nappies. Incontinence pants.

I stand by my opinion that the "add excitement" (wink wink) part was totally shudder-worthy. I'd go with cringe myself. I'm getting you, 'Bro. I just felt a little bit of sick in my mouth.

Commando. Watching the adventures of Col. John Matrix never gets old.

They are also weird in a funny way too.

Russia - a putrid petri dish of corruption, hate, intolerance, theft, knuckle-dragging nationalism and over-defensive pride of an inglorious past. Please, Oby, stick it up your arse.

^ would love to see your internet search record for that one :0

Fascism! Yay.

In England, this is a pastie.

One of the (many) reasons Dave Grohl is awesome: He told Glee to **** off when they asked him if they could perform a FF song. The asshat who produces Glee accused Dave of 'hating music' as a result. LOL. Glee is evil. It is evidence that the Devil walks among us.

Reviews... hmmm. My Amazon reviews teach me that: (a) People are awesome and love my stuff (b) Some people are still awesome, even though they don't love my stuff because they tell me why (c ) Some people aren't awesome and they slag my stuff for the sake of it. But, hey, they paid their money so fair enough (d) Haters gonna hate. Reviews are pretty much pointless unless they come from someone on the same wavelength as you. I get reviews from people who preface their piece with "This genre isn't my thing..." It's like me writing a review for a vampire romance when I hate vampire romances. I just don't get it.

For the first time in years I'm hardly playing anything. Am too busy. An hour or two of Diablo III a week, a very occasional skirmish on CoH2. In fact, I've hardly even touched Rome TW2.

Pffft, what a loser. He should be grateful that they even were interested in his music. A true artist would be happy that more people are experiencing the results of his craft and not care one silch about any monetary gain. Ha ha ha ha ha. Really? You use my sh*t, you pay for my sh*t. I've got a mortgage and kids. Edit: Rockstar earned what? Eighty million on the opening week? And they don't pay the people who provided content? Jesus, talk about sticking up for The Man.

^ Sorry, dude. She's all yours.

More crumpet from This Blessed Plot: Emily Blunt. Hayley Attwell:

^ Hubba hubba. Jiggle-tech 2.0

Oby is a Russian Terminator. That means that it looks really mean in the propaganda posters, but in reality is built with out-of-date tech, is in mothballs, and is maintained by men who drink antifreeze.

Hmmm. Yes and no. All road-signs use miles and pubs use pints. Shops have to use metric because of some Euro-diktat. I learnt both at school, I'm in my mid-forties. I have no idea how far a kilometre is, nor do I want to. And I am exactly six feet tall.

Catsup? I've been English for, literally, *years* and it's always been called Ketchup. The thing that drives me mad at the moment is the creeping Americanisation of the word 'schedule.' This should be properly pronounced 'Shed-yul' in The Queen's English, as opposed to 'Sked-yool' like the Colonials. Yet even my elderly father has taken to the Yank version. Anyhow, I am available for duties as a colonial administrator, I am quite taken by Texas. But not before I raze the capitol and reinstate some sort of half-decent, functioning government (I've built a large enclosure out in the desert for those lobbyists).

If the right side had won at the end of Avatar it might have been just about bearable.