“Existe definitivamente un deseo de volver a traer de vuelta nuestros clásicos”.
El máximo responsable de Sega Europa, Jurgen Post, ha vuelto a dejar claro que a la compañía del erizo azul le gusta la idea de traer de vuelta dos clásicos de la talla de Shenmue y Shenmue 2 en forma de remakes, aunque también reconoce que de hacerlo, sería un trabajo arduo de varios años.
“Existe definitivamente un deseo de volver a traer de vuelta nuestros clásicos”, ha reconocido el directivo. “Incluso en la red, la gente no para de preguntar por productos que les encantaría ver de vuelta y, posiblemente, Shenmue y Shenmue 2 estarían en los dos primeros puestos. Estamos planteándolo”, apostilla Jurgen Post.
“Es una licencia antigua, también muy querida, y no únicamente por los jugadores. Así que si tenemos a gente pidiéndolo con tanta insistencia, es muy probable que nos lancemos a ello”, asegura. Su comentario da pie a la esperanza, pero también se muestra realista. “El único problema es que hablamos de un gran videojuego. Es un proyecto que nos llevaría muchísimos años”.
“Si alguna vez nos lanzamos a ello”, concluye, “queremos hacer una conversión fantástica. Además, existen un montón de licencias dentro del juego, muchas de las cuales se perdieron los derechos hace muchos años, lo que nos obligaría a cerrar nuevos acuerdos. Estamos planteándolo. No tiene luz verde, pero tiene toda nuestra atención”.
En el pasado fue otro representante de Sega el que dejó claro que había interés en trabajar, en ese momento, en remasterizaciones de Shenmue y su secuela, pero también apuntó a la dificultad del proceso.
Flying Wild Hog han anunciado la fecha de lanzamiento para la versión PC de Shadow Warrior 2. El juego saldrá a la venta 13 de octubre, en Steam, GOG, y en Humble, con un precio de $ 40.
La Deluxe Edition, con un precio $ 50, incluye la banda sonora, el Art of Shadow Warrior 2 digital book, y un paquete de tres Skins de oro. Estos son la Skin de oro ninja, la katana de oro, y una MP7 oro.
Desde ahora hasta el lanzamiento, se puede pre-ordenar Shadow Warrior 2 y obtener un 10% por ciento de descuento. Obtendrás también la katana motosierra Razorback como bono. Si has obtenido previamente el Flying Wild Hog recibiras otro 10 % de descuento.
Shadow Warrior 2 es la secuela ampliada a la nueva versión de 2013, y cuenta con cuatro jugadores co-op y los niveles más abiertos. La saga Shadow Warrior vuelve a por una segunda entrega cargada de acción y sentido del humor, y que supone el retorno de Wang, su protagonista, para este alocado Shooter en primera persona. Bajo el rol de un mercenario solitario en este mundo corrompido, nuestro protagonista debe volver a empuñar una vez más una combinación devastadora de armas de fuego, espadas y hechizos para hacer frente a las legiones
La versión para PlayStation 4 y Xbox One se dará a conocer a principios del año próximo.
Como algunas cosas en el mundo de los videojuegos son especiales, así también existen contenidos exclusivos para algunas consolas. Es la manera en cómo se maneja la industria y es la única forma en que las fábricas de consolas pueden “asegurar” tener una buena venta en cierta temporada. Suena un poco extraño pero podemos hasta creer que algunos contenidos son desarrollados para cierta clase social o grupo de personas (que comparten el mismo gusto por alguna consola). En lo particular cuando una plataforma se vuelve exclusivo de juego triple A, se vuelve tendencia, las ventas aumenta, es la consola del momento por así decirlo.
Para que tengan la idea más clara, que un contenido se encuentre disponible para una plataforma en especial es la nueva moda en estos días. Estas consolas tienen ofertas especiales, tienen exclusividad no solo en las demostraciones, tráiler de avance y demás. En estos días lo más sonado es la exclusividad que han iniciado Activision y Sony, dándole un golpe bajo a las demás plataformas y creando así una fanaticada fiel.
Contenido exclusivo de Destiny para Playstation 4
Recientemente estas compañías han hecho un gran precedente con una de las franquicias que más ha dado de que hablar en estos últimos anos, si estimados gamers les hablo de Destiny, quienes nuevamente han vuelvo a dar de que hablar con el contenido exclusivo de la próxima expansión a lanzarse, les hablo de Rise of Iron. Este anuncio ha volado la cabeza de los jugadores de Xbox ya que nuevamente no van a disfrutar de todo este contenido.
Esto no es más que negocios, tal parece que Activision está recibiendo grandes ingresos de parte de Sony que de Xbox, este contenido exclusivo va desde armas exóticas, artefactos para todas las clases y alguno que otro emblema. Esto de verdad inclina la balanza hacia un grupo de personas que disfrutan de algo mejor, soy de los que piensan que la experiencia en los videojuegos debe ser igual para todos ya que al final hemos comprado el mismo juego solo que en diferentes plataformas.
Ni hablar de las exclusividades que tiene Sony con el nuevo Call of Duty: InfiniteWarfare y lo que al parecer se ve bien cierta exclusividad que tienen Electronics Arts con el nuevo Battlefield 1 en Xbox One, esperemos y los demás fanáticos como nosotros podamos disfrutar algún día de contenidos especiales y estemos alegres de recibir algo especial no importa la plataforma.
Square Enix anuncia que las reservas de World of Final Fantasypara PlayStation 4 vía la PlayStation Store incluirán contenido extra como regalo.
Además de los extras ya anunciados de la edición Día Uno del juego, las reservas digitales incluirán un tema con los personajes y Mirages del juego, así como dos Mirage especiales que se podrán usar en la partida: Cactuar Johnny y Crimson Armor.
World of Final Fantasy se lanzará para PlayStation 4 y PSVita el 25 de octubre en Norteamérica, el 27 de octubre en Japón y el 28 de octubre en Europa.
Capcom ha presentado un nuevo vídeo enfocado en presentar la evolución de Leon S. Kennedy, uno de los personajes más populares de la saga.
El personaje apareció por primera vez en Resident Evil 2 como policía de Racoon City, luego apareció como protagonista de Resident Evil 4 y el último videojuego de la saga donde aparece es Resident Evil 6.
El motivo de este vídeo es para Capcom promocionar la remasterización del videojuego de Resident Evil 4 en PlayStation 4 y Xbox One.
IDC/Games y Gamemag anuncian la publicación para España del exitoso MMORPG Weapons of Mythology New Age. El título se lanzará para PS4, Xbox One y PC, tras su estreno en Japón en PS4 con gran éxito.
IDC/Games ha anunciado hoy junto con Gamemag, estudio de desarrollo taiwanés, la firma del acuerdo de publicación de Weapons of Mythology New Age, MMORPG gratuito de gran calidad, lanzado con éxito este mismo año en el mercado de PS4 en Japón.
El juego tendrá su primera beta durante el mes de septiembre y se espera su publicación en el último trimestre de este mismo año traducido a inglés, alemán, español, francés, polaco e italiano.
Weapons of Mythology New Age es un MMORPG free-to-play de género fantástico con modos de juego tanto PvE, como PvP. Los jugadores podrán disfrutar de historias épicas, decenas de mazmorras, battlegrounds PvP, gremios, cientos de monturas, mascotas y apasionantes desafíos PvE contra monstruos imponentes.
La historia se desarrolla durante la Guerra Civil Chu-Han y se centra en dos sectas rivales: los Zhan y los Jie, que sirven a reyes diferentes y combaten por conseguir la reliquia ancestral suprema. Mientras tanto, los malvados Morkans aprovechan esta oportunidad para alzarse desde el inframundo y provocar el caos. Durante los tiempos de Guerra y Caos solo el que consiga hacerse con la reliquia se convertirá en el verdadero salvador.
Algunas características del juego:
– Sistema único de combate basado en reliquias que permiten añadir habilidades extra a los personajes y admiten cientos de combinaciones.
– Sistema de mascotas.
– Sistema de Gremios con habilidades únicas.
– Campo de Batalla PvP por equipos y ligas clasificatorias estilo ladder
– Mazmorras complejas que suponen todo un reto para los jugadores a alto nivel
Roguelikes suck. They don’t suck as in they are horrible to play. They suck for me because they’re so damn hard. But in this genre, that’s part of the challenge.
Set up as a twin-stick shooter with randomized levels and a persistent upgrade system, Flame Over doesn’t seem all that challenging. I mean, just look at it. It presents itself as a fun, lighthearted romp where you put out fires, save people and rescue cats. You know, the normal shenanigans that firefighters experience on a daily basis.
However, Flame Overquickly dispels that belief and smacks you in the face with its difficulty. Your first obstacle to overcome will be to nail the controls down. You can shoot water with the right bumper and use an extinguisher with the left. The initial difficulty comes in realizing you can use both rather interchangeably and that your movement is directly affected by their application.
Our new weapons beneath the skins which formed
His three boats stove around him, and oars and men both whirling in the eddies; one captain, seizing the line-knife from his broken prow, had dashed at the whale, as an Arkansas duellist at his foe, blindly seeking with a six inch blade to reach the fathom-deep life of the whale. That captain was Ahab. And then it was, that suddenly sweeping his sickle-shaped lower jaw beneath him, Moby Dick had reaped away Ahab’s leg, as a mower a blade of grass in the field. No turbaned Turk, no hired Venetian or Malay, could have smote him with more seeming malice. Small reason was there to doubt, then, that ever since that almost fatal encounter, Ahab had cherished a wild vindictiveness against the whale, all the more fell for that in his frantic morbidness he at last came to identify with him, not only all his bodily woes, but all his intellectual and spiritual exasperations.
We had completed these arrangements for our protection.
It is not probable that this monomania in him took its instant rise at the precise time of his bodily dismemberment.
Then, in darting at the monster, knife in hand, he had but given loose to a sudden, passionate, corporal animosity; and when he received the stroke that tore him, he probably but felt the agonizing bodily laceration, but nothing more. Yet, when by this collision forced to turn towards home, and for long months of days and weeks, Ahab and anguish lay stretched together in one hammock, rounding in mid winter that dreary, howling Patagonian Cape; then it was, that his torn body and gashed soul bled into one another; and so interfusing, made him mad.
That it was only then, on the homeward voyage, after the encounter, that the final monomania seized him?
Egyptian chest, and was moreover intensified by his delirium, that his mates were forced to lace him fast, even there, as he sailed, raving in his hammock. In a strait-jacket, he swung to the mad rockings of the gales. And, when running into more sufferable latitudes, the ship, with mild stun’sails spread, floated across the tranquil tropics, and, to all appearances.
That it was only then, on the homeward voyage, after the encounter, that the final monomania seized him, seems all but certain from the fact that, at intervals during the passage, he was a raving lunatic; and, though unlimbed of a leg, yet such vital strength yet lurked in his Egyptian chest, and was moreover intensified by his delirium, that his mates were forced to lace him fast, even there, as he sailed, raving in his hammock. In a strait-jacket, he swung to the mad rockings of the gales. And, when running into more sufferable latitudes, the ship, with mild stun’sails spread, floated across the tranquil tropics, and, to all appearances, the old man’s delirium seemed left behind him with the Cape Horn swells.
Human madness is oftentimes a cunning and most feline thing. When you think it fled, it may have but become transfigured into some still subtler form. Ahab’s full lunacy subsided not, but deepeningly contracted; like the unabated Hudson, when that noble Northman flows narrowly, but unfathomably through the Highland gorge.
To that one end, did now possess a thousand fold more potency than ever he had sanely brought to bear upon any one reasonable object.
God the direful madness was now gone; even then, Ahab, in his hidden self, raved on. Human madness is oftentimes a cunning and most feline thing. When you think it fled, it may have but become transfigured into some still subtler form. Ahab’s full lunacy subsided not, but deepeningly contracted; like the unabated Hudson, when that noble Northman flows narrowly, but unfathomably through the Highland gorge.
But, as in his narrow-flowing monomania, not one jot of Ahab’s broad madness had been left behind; so in that broad madness, not one jot of his great natural intellect had perished. That before living agent, now became the living instrument. If such a furious trope may stand, his special lunacy stormed his general sanity, and carried it, and turned all its concentred cannon upon its own mad mark. I knew the Indians would soon discover that they were on the wrong trail and that the search for me would be renewed in the right direction as soon as they located my tracks. I had gone but a short distance further when what seemed to be an excellent trail opened up around the face of a high cliff. The trail was level and quite broad and led upward and in the general direction I wished to go. The cliff arose for several hundred feet on my right, and on my left was an equal and nearly perpendicular drop to the bottom of a rocky ravine.
The second Street Fighter V beta is scheduled to start this weekend, and if you happen to be a part of the PC festivities, you can pre-load it now.
Just redeem your code, head to Steam, and download the latest build, which clocks in at 1.9GB. Although the beta doesn’t unlock Karin until late tomorrow night (5PM PT), you’re in for a treat. I had a chance to check out the latest version of Street Fighter V at TGS, and it was pretty great, and a major step-up from IV.
This terrific object seemed to recall the whole herd from their stationary fright. First, the whales forming the margin of our lake began to crowd a little, and tumble against each other, as if lifted by half spent billows from afar; then the lake itself began faintly to heave and swell; the submarine bridal-chambers and nurseries vanished; in more and more contracting orbits the whales in the more central circles began.
Our new weapons beneath the skins which formed
His three boats stove around him, and oars and men both whirling in the eddies; one captain, seizing the line-knife from his broken prow, had dashed at the whale, as an Arkansas duellist at his foe, blindly seeking with a six inch blade to reach the fathom-deep life of the whale. That captain was Ahab. And then it was, that suddenly sweeping his sickle-shaped lower jaw beneath him, Moby Dick had reaped away Ahab’s leg, as a mower a blade of grass in the field. No turbaned Turk, no hired Venetian or Malay, could have smote him with more seeming malice. Small reason was there to doubt, then, that ever since that almost fatal encounter, Ahab had cherished a wild vindictiveness against the whale, all the more fell for that in his frantic morbidness he at last came to identify with him, not only all his bodily woes, but all his intellectual and spiritual exasperations.
We had completed these arrangements for our protection.
It is not probable that this monomania in him took its instant rise at the precise time of his bodily dismemberment.
Then, in darting at the monster, knife in hand, he had but given loose to a sudden, passionate, corporal animosity; and when he received the stroke that tore him, he probably but felt the agonizing bodily laceration, but nothing more. Yet, when by this collision forced to turn towards home, and for long months of days and weeks, Ahab and anguish lay stretched together in one hammock, rounding in mid winter that dreary, howling Patagonian Cape; then it was, that his torn body and gashed soul bled into one another; and so interfusing, made him mad.
That it was only then, on the homeward voyage, after the encounter, that the final monomania seized him?
Egyptian chest, and was moreover intensified by his delirium, that his mates were forced to lace him fast, even there, as he sailed, raving in his hammock. In a strait-jacket, he swung to the mad rockings of the gales. And, when running into more sufferable latitudes, the ship, with mild stun’sails spread, floated across the tranquil tropics, and, to all appearances.
That it was only then, on the homeward voyage, after the encounter, that the final monomania seized him, seems all but certain from the fact that, at intervals during the passage, he was a raving lunatic; and, though unlimbed of a leg, yet such vital strength yet lurked in his Egyptian chest, and was moreover intensified by his delirium, that his mates were forced to lace him fast, even there, as he sailed, raving in his hammock. In a strait-jacket, he swung to the mad rockings of the gales. And, when running into more sufferable latitudes, the ship, with mild stun’sails spread, floated across the tranquil tropics, and, to all appearances, the old man’s delirium seemed left behind him with the Cape Horn swells.
Human madness is oftentimes a cunning and most feline thing. When you think it fled, it may have but become transfigured into some still subtler form. Ahab’s full lunacy subsided not, but deepeningly contracted; like the unabated Hudson, when that noble Northman flows narrowly, but unfathomably through the Highland gorge.
To that one end, did now possess a thousand fold more potency than ever he had sanely brought to bear upon any one reasonable object.
God the direful madness was now gone; even then, Ahab, in his hidden self, raved on. Human madness is oftentimes a cunning and most feline thing. When you think it fled, it may have but become transfigured into some still subtler form. Ahab’s full lunacy subsided not, but deepeningly contracted; like the unabated Hudson, when that noble Northman flows narrowly, but unfathomably through the Highland gorge.
But, as in his narrow-flowing monomania, not one jot of Ahab’s broad madness had been left behind; so in that broad madness, not one jot of his great natural intellect had perished. That before living agent, now became the living instrument. If such a furious trope may stand, his special lunacy stormed his general sanity, and carried it, and turned all its concentred cannon upon its own mad mark. I knew the Indians would soon discover that they were on the wrong trail and that the search for me would be renewed in the right direction as soon as they located my tracks. I had gone but a short distance further when what seemed to be an excellent trail opened up around the face of a high cliff. The trail was level and quite broad and led upward and in the general direction I wished to go. The cliff arose for several hundred feet on my right, and on my left was an equal and nearly perpendicular drop to the bottom of a rocky ravine.
Costco no longer sells its bulk chicken breasts in individually wrapped two-breast packs. Now it’s just a giant plastic sack full of chicken breasts.
Imagine: me, you, and some friends. We each grab a couple breasts and proceed to have an infectious little slap fight with them, slimy and smacky and still cool from the fridge.
That’s all I can think about seeing this powerful display of PS4 physics and disgusting booty bump sound effects. These characters are silicone skin membrane filled with chicken breasts and imbued with enough sentience to flail and slap and slop around like a brain dead octopus thrown onto a dock.
Lucien Favre, a tactician of the highest quality, revived the Foals and reintroduced the club to a winning mentality by virtue of well-planned tactics and the remarkable execution of footballing ideals. In four years, they went from battling relegation to qualifying for the Champions League under the vibrant Swiss tactician, who masterminded their return to successful ways by playing a delectable game that revolved around swift transitional play.
We are committed to remaining by his side as a family for our champion.
And then the moonlight flooded the cave, and there before me lay my own body as it had been lying all these hours, with the eyes staring toward the open ledge and the hands resting limply upon the ground. I looked first at my lifeless clay there upon the floor of the cave and then down at myself in utter bewilderment; for there I lay clothed, and yet here I stood but naked as at the minute of my birth.
The transition had been so sudden and so unexpected that it left me for a moment forgetful of aught else than my strange metamorphosis. My first thought was, is this then death! Have I indeed passed over forever into that other life! But I could not well believe this, as I could feel my heart pounding against my ribs from the exertion of my efforts to release myself from the anaesthesis which had held me. My breath was coming in quick, short gasps, cold sweat stood out from every pore of my body, and the ancient experiment of pinching revealed the fact that I was anything other than a wraith.
Again was I suddenly recalled to my immediate surroundings by a repetition of the weird moan from the depths of the cave. Naked and unarmed as I was, I had no desire to face the unseen thing which menaced me.
My revolvers were strapped to my lifeless body which, for some unfathomable reason, I could not bring myself to touch. My carbine was in its boot, strapped to my saddle, and as my horse had wandered off I was left without means of defense.
Unable longer to resist the temptation to escape
This horrible place I leaped quickly
The crisp, fresh mountain air outside the cave acted as an immediate tonic and I felt new life and new courage coursing through me. Pausing upon the brink of the ledge I upbraided myself for what now seemed to me wholly unwarranted apprehension. I reasoned with myself that I had lain helpless for many hours within the cave, yet nothing had molested me, and my better judgment, when permitted the direction of clear and logical reasoning, convinced me that the noises I had heard must have resulted from purely natural and harmless causes; probably the conformation of the cave was such that a slight breeze had caused the sounds I heard.
I decided to investigate, but first I lifted my head to fill my lungs with the pure, invigorating night air of the mountains. As I did so I saw stretching far below me the beautiful vista of rocky gorge, and level, cacti-studded flat, wrought by the moonlight into a miracle of soft splendor and wondrous enchantment.
Few western wonders are more inspiring than the beauties of an Arizona moonlit landscape; the silvered mountains in the distance, the strange lights and shadows upon hog back and arroyo, and the grotesque details of the stiff, yet beautiful cacti form a picture at once enchanting and inspiring; as though one were catching for the first time a glimpse of some dead and forgotten world, so different is it from the aspect of any other spot upon our earth.
I decided to investigate, but first I lifted my head
Unable longer to resist the temptation to escape this horrible place I leaped quickly through the opening into the starlight of a clear Arizona night. The crisp, fresh mountain air outside the cave acted as an immediate tonic and I felt new life and new courage coursing through me. Pausing upon the brink of the ledge I upbraided myself for what now seemed to me wholly unwarranted apprehension.
Phutra when the Sagoths who had been sent to recapture.
I reasoned with myself that I had lain helpless for many hours within the cave, yet nothing had molested me, and my better judgment, when permitted the direction of clear and logical reasoning, convinced me that the noises I had heard must have resulted from purely natural and harmless causes; probably the conformation of the cave was such that a slight breeze had caused the sounds I heard.
I decided to investigate, but first I lifted my head to fill my lungs with the pure, invigorating night air of the mountains. As I did so I saw stretching far below me the beautiful vista of rocky gorge, and level, cacti-studded flat, wrought by the moonlight into a miracle of soft splendor and wondrous enchantment.
Few western wonders are more inspiring than the beauties of an Arizona moonlit landscape; the silvered mountains in the distance, the strange lights and shadows upon hog back and arroyo, and the grotesque details of the stiff, yet beautiful cacti form a picture at once enchanting and inspiring; as though one were catching for the first time a glimpse of some dead and forgotten world, so different is it from the aspect of any other spot upon our earth.
As I stood thus meditating, I turned my gaze from the landscape to the heavens where the myriad stars formed a gorgeous and fitting canopy for the wonders of the earthly scene. My attention was quickly riveted by a large red star close to the distant horizon. As I gazed upon it I felt a spell of overpowering fascination—it was Mars, the god of war, and for me, the fighting man, it had always held the power of irresistible enchantment. As I gazed at it on that far-gone night it seemed to call across the unthinkable void, to lure me to it, to draw me as the lodestone attracts a particle of iron.
“Existe definitivamente un deseo de volver a traer de vuelta nuestros clásicos”.
