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Gaming of the Future, indeed [closed]
In an unoccupied corner of the media library, Satori quickly made sure that nobody - especially not Marco - was around. There's something to be said for the merits of curiosity, but there's even more to be said for not looking completely ridiculous.
After a long, hesitant pause, Satori started up Escape from Bug Island.
A bit of fumbling around with the wiimote later, she figured out how to navigate the menus. New Game. Normal. Nunchuck configuration? Who knows, pick one at random. The next hour or so consisted of roughly equal parts squinting at bad storytelling, wrestling with a combination of terrible controls and never having played a videogame in her life, and getting eaten by giant bugs.
"As I thought, total nonsense," Satori muttered to herself, unaware that she had long since stopped paying attention to who might be passing by or coming in.
After a long, hesitant pause, Satori started up Escape from Bug Island.
A bit of fumbling around with the wiimote later, she figured out how to navigate the menus. New Game. Normal. Nunchuck configuration? Who knows, pick one at random. The next hour or so consisted of roughly equal parts squinting at bad storytelling, wrestling with a combination of terrible controls and never having played a videogame in her life, and getting eaten by giant bugs.
"As I thought, total nonsense," Satori muttered to herself, unaware that she had long since stopped paying attention to who might be passing by or coming in.
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