quote [ Why, even in peacetime, do friends become enemies?
And why, even in wartime, do enemies become friends?

I think game theory can help explain our epidemic of distrust ?
and how we can fix it! So, to understand all this...


...let's play a game. ]

quote [ Eat enemies. But don't let them bite your body. ]

quote [ in order to provide a sense of autonomy a game needs to not only provide a large possibility space, but also teach the player how the world works and what the player's role in it is. The player needs to be able to mentally simulate various actions that can take place, and then come up with sequences that can be used to attain a specific goal ]

quote [ Arctic Adventure is back baby! ]

quote [ Before the industry went global, before AAA games really even existed, French developers were making offbeat, sexy, political games that reflected their own reality. ]

quote [ First of all, it would be more realistic if the settlement could first be planned out and was not forced to "grow organically" from a community center. The first settlement phase would be a test of how ?successful? a layout is in adapting to the exigencies of the terrain and the needs of the community. Only after that initial layout proved successful, further expansions can be planned. ]

quote [ After you?ve made a donation, take a screenshot for proof [?]
You?ll receive a reply with a key randomly picked from the total available pool at the time. ]

quote [ There's basically a constant battle between view and scale to make things look right ? of all the developers I spoke to, 'camera or FOV' was the first thing they answered with. One even mentioned having regular "door scale meetings" during production to deal with the issue. ]

quote [ The game isn?t exactly polished, but that?s also part of the attraction: Broken mechanics mean players have found creative exploits to turn the game into something far more complex than it was originally meant to be. Like an onion, Shrek SuperSlam has layers upon layers. ]

quote [ the cats were showing up dead all over the tavern floor, and it turned out they were ingesting spilled alcohol when they cleaned their paws. ]