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.
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.
