The invasion of Call of Duty 4 has decimated my gaming time. All other games have fallen back before its unstoppable onslaught. I have lost sleep this week, staying up to ungodly hours trying to get a few more kills for weapon upgrades.
I've added the ACOG scope to my M16 and red dot sight to my M4, ranking up so far to gunnery sergeant in multiplayer. Fortiscule, as usual, is showing up his old man in kill streaks, but I'm the cunning one.
All of us who enjoy shooters will want this game. I've seen the crowd I played Rainbow Six with shift to Halo 3, and now the tide has shifted powerfully to COD4.
It pleases Crom ...
I have traveled through time.
In the future, I fought as an armored Spartan, fighting alongside my new friend Batsak against Covenant monsters.
Then I traveled the distant past, the age of the sword. I rescued the maidens you see here from pain and death. I slew the giant squid and began the final assault on the dark tower.
Next I arrived in the present day.
I flew among the clouds at Mach 2, firing missiles to chase enemy fighters and raining death on tanks and howitzers.
Now I shoulder an M16 and fight for freedom.
Soon, I will leap forward into the future and face a threat such as the galaxy has never seen.
I am spastic in time, like the hero of "Slaughterhouse Five." Can you guess what the five are in this story?
... Conan, Halo 3, Ace Combat 6, Call of Duty 4 and Mass Effect.
See you on the battlefield.