Steve: Heck yeah! Check this out. It's like you're there in the middle of the carnage of a massacre. Smoke and fire everywhere.
Zack: Skull robots trying to blast orbs at babies.
Steve: Wicked hover bikes equipped with energy cannons.
Zack: Some guy wearing a cape and huffing nitrous.
Steve: Elite coalition troopers gunning down fleeing civilians.
Zack: The whole town has to die just to be sure they've finally exterminated Moby.
"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.