Now, now, now, now once upon a time in the west, video games used to be primed for the west. Gamers wanted to escape to the west, free of any real violence and stress (which is scary). Grab the controller, slam the buttons, start fighting something. Dodge all the bad guys, slip on a mad guise. Bring your stats up, see all the killing you did. Draw your guns quick, playing around like Billy, kid. -30-
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To kill, or not to kill? That is the question that has been presented to us since Danganronpa first graced our consoles in years gone by. Now, the are very clear arguments for not slaughtering your fellow humans based solely on the statements of an animatronic bear, however those tend to fall by the wayside once the killing begins. Not a very fair balance of reasoning, I know, but fairness seldom rears its head in a Killing Game. But we shouldn’t have to worry about all of this, right? Danganronpa is over. The saga of Hope’s Peak wrapped itself up over a multitude of formats and brought closure to the chaos of Junko Enoshima, so she may never darken our minds with feelings of Despair…right? Okay, so the drama of that introduction loses some of its lustre considering you all know Danganronpa is definitely not finished (if not, congrats for making it this far without reading the title). But I’m going to ignore that and just relish in the melodrama of it all regardless, partly …
Since as far back as at least two people existed on this, the planet of Earth, somebody has been saying that two heads are better than one. Except when you’re talking about how many heads a single body should have, but especially when you’re talking about how to really headbutt something good. -30-
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For as long as time has turned and the people caught within have longed to spread their thoughts, there have existed stories. From simple tales of imagination, to life lessons masquerading as something less. A timeless art form that continues to this very day. The downside to this ever present existence, however, is that not all stories reach the same lofty heights and find themselves lost amidst the stream of the middling. Long story short: Not every story is good, even when it attempts to stand on the shoulders of its predecessors. In the list of places people generally wish to avoid, jail is pretty high on the list. Doubly so if jail is capitalised and is less of a prison and more of a sentient demon that consumes entire cities and forces torture and trial upon the citizens swept up in the consumption. Such is the life of Jack and Alice, our main duo and entry point into the hideous world just mentioned. Existing in a literal cell within the Jail, these two childhood …
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Two sides. To every argument, to every coin, to every argument about coins. The problem is, that idiom fails to factor in that there are plenty of actions that involve far more than two…except the tango. And as the number of participants increases, so too does the number of opinions, the amount of voices calling out into the night…some other third thing. Realism aside, this has a tendency to tilt fiction towards the confusing, unless every character is in a particularly talkative mood. Just going to throw this out there, Tomura Shigaraki is one creepy dude. Disembodied hand suit aside, he is so focused on wanton destruction that he has never taken the time to wonder why he does what he does, or where what he does is leading to. Until now, of course. With two new recruits ready to call the League of Villains home, ol’ Shigaraki is given somewhat of a wake-up call and comes to the conclusion that he must come to a conclusion. This grants us the lovely opportunity to see …
They say that no man is an island. But nowhere does it say that no man can love an island. More specifically: The Island. Loving an actual island may be a little difficult though, logistically speaking. -30-
