Steve: Now that's about as Deadlandsy as it gets.
Zack: *looks at giant bat swarm and then down at pocket watch* Ehhhhhh better call ahead to Yuma and let them know it's going to be 3:30 at the earliest.
Steve: Red Dead Redemption needed more missions where you had to fight off giant bats from your train.
Zack: No way, what it clearly needed more of was missions where you hang around with that super fun kid. That was so fun.
Steve: I wonder if any kids were neglected by people who were spending too much time hanging around with the kid in Red Dead Redemption.
Zack: "Your honor, my client did not intentionally neglect her babies. Rockstar's game forced her to take on the role of a tough gunfighter who has to spend hours herding cattle like Clint Eastwood always did in all his most exciting movies."
"Really, Holmes!" I dropped into my seat, shocked. "You are remarkably tall! What are you, six foot six? Six foot eight?"
As the 19th century diver approaches a giant clam, a flash of brilliant golden light flares from within the shell. I emerge in a swirl of bubbles and do the timeless universal underwater hand signals for the following: ZODIAC KILLER, KKK, BLOOD OF YOUTH
Zack Parsons, Steve "Malak" Sumner, and friends tackle bizarre role playing game products that make them wonder, "What the fuck!?" From the early days of Gygax to contemporary role playing games, none will be spared.