Posted on this, the day of our Molyneux,
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Look at the way that noggin opens up at the top! Fantastic.
2K was sent to sort out a bunch of Daleks and Mechanoids in Impasse. Obviously he gets into a right old pickle, what with a planet on a collision course and all that, but I wouldn’t feel too bad about adding to his problems with a swift jab to the arm.
Presuming that doesn’t pop open with spikey bits as well. I’d need a sticky plaster then. Messy.
Google is broken, social media is fragmented (this one, at least, is a good thing) the internet is an AI toilet. Getting someone to look at your stuff on online is getting ridiculously rough. Sharing a post amongst chums or the internet at large helps loads. So here’s some buttons! Wahey!
The online home of Rob Fearon, disabled videogame maker, games journalist, crap film watcher, gobshite and doodler. Rob’s been around games a very, very long time now and Punching Robots Club is their personal blog featuring whatever nonsense takes their fancy.
Sometimes it’s a sketch, a review, an article about videogames, a pointer to something Rob finds cool. Whatever, really. Expect anything, Rob’s tired of being a brand online and so it’s just stuff and things these days. Nice stuff and things, mind you.
