There's a sequence in the Personal Story (an instanced quest chain that puts your choices and character in the starring role) for the plant-like Sylvari where you find yourself assisting a pair of lovers. Bigger titles have been getting progressively better at doing the same. I could name a hundred more, all brilliant and all almost unsettlingly attuned to what makes our world tick.Īnd it isn't exclusive to indie development either. There's Auntie Pixelante's Dys4ia, an autobiographical examination of the reasoning behind and the results of hormone replacement therapy, Rogue Legacy, which delighted the Internet with how it handled the idea of being queer ("I had a few 'gay' characters' and it seemed like they were normal people." "I believe that's the point.") and Papo & Yo, a fantastical re-telling of the Creative Director's experiences with an alcoholic father. Certainly, the indie scene has been forefront in addressing such topics. This is not to say that they're unintelligent or incapable of elegantly presenting big, frightening ideas or that the medium has yet to demonstrate a capacity for being mature without resorting to sensationalism. Like teenagers giggling nervously to each other about squishy biological functions, video games in general don't seem to quite have a handle on what being grown-up means just yet. On the other, we have stuff like Sons of the Trigon, which meekly insinuate at such concepts with the trepidation of a Victorian duchess. Sometimes, all of the above, if you're unlucky (or lucky, depending on your predilections). On one hand, we have those that celebrate the idea of being adult and edgy with all the extravagance of a Las Vegas performance. What you get then is the weird feeling that a lot of games seem to exist on the opposite ends of a fulcrum. 'Adult' themes are alien, debauched and titillating rather than cornerstones of existence, forbidden territory comparable to the the most lascivious of pursuits as opposed to things that happen on a daily basis. "It's like they're trying to discuss the death penalty on a Saturday morning cartoon." A colleague remarks, as I try to put words into why the new expansion vexed me so.Īgain, my discontent isn't so much with the new DLC that they're launching, but the fact it so often feels like we're largely operating on the set of Nickelodeon.
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Which is weird because this IS the Sin of Lust we're talking about and even if we're not going to go at it full throttle, we should, at the very least, have something racier than just two skeletons seated on a derelict couch, damn it. Sure, there were the requisite succubi and a veritable entourage of cultists to boot but these too felt like 'safe' expressions of naughtiness, the kind your parents wouldn't be too incensed over.
The actual contents of the aforementioned passage were quite tame and would, at most, inspire an indolently-raised raised eyebrow from the nearest conservative. The most scandalous thing here? The name 'Tunnel of Lust'. The re-purposed Amusement Mile, the theme park in Gotham City where Lust has set up shop, is bafflingly innocent with its overabundance of pink, deformed roller coasters and faces that vomit flamingo-colored liquids.
Yet, when the presentation migrated to Lust's dominion (and salacious, I assure you, it was was not), I couldn't help but wonder if it could have been just a bit more clever and a little less buried in the conventional. Spandex, clear-cut attitudes towards good and evil, dramatic speech and other such hallmarks are essential to intellectual property. In DC Universe Online's defense, the MMO is framed within an per-existing vernacular. An attractive excuse to see what Gotham City would look like under the reign of the Seven Sins and beat up a panoply of cultists, demons and super-people, Sons of Trigon is, more importantly, a reminder that video games still can be a little nudge nudge, wink wink about the things that happen behind closed doors. Familiar infrastructure sucked into a landscape made of burning mercuric sulphocyanate, cathedrals you could film the next Exorcist in and questionably titled amusement rides Sons of Trigon has them all. Putting aside the fact that it looks like a resort for fork-tongued, red-faced imp babies, DC Universe Online's upcoming DLC Sons of Trigon is, if nothing else, a cool-looking place.
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