It's pretty rare that we engage in dreaded continuity on the Make-A-Strip Stage, but we're bold gentlemen untroubled by convention.

It's gonna take me a bit to get used to this "show starts on Thursday" thing. Here's the strip.

One of the most humbling things about Acquisitions Incorporated and The "C" Team in particular is how much fan work it seems to generate. One enthusiast, Nurse Normal, has created a lot of work that I know we just think of a canonical.

I grew up quite Churchy, for lack of a better term; eventually I couldn't square some of the concepts. Then religion was simply the casualty of a mother who wanted her son to remain alive and a son who thought he was smarter than every other living person.

Far Cry 5's Hope County is a fallen place in desperate need of liberation, and one of the ways you know this is that occasionally a person will be tied up, muttering to themselves, and you can press X to LIBERATE them.

I feel like this one happened kinda fast. Soon we'll arrive at a point where we can power our societies with the rise and fall of the heroes we create and destroy. If we're going to continue in our effort to transform the Earth into a perpetual reality show, we've only begun to witness the grotesquerie. The effort to annihilate Ninja hasn't been mounted with the same vigor as previous campaigns, they have instead mounted a sumptuous, nuanced narrative, possibly because sites have done everything possible to associate themselves with his rise.

We used to play on Dark Iron. I introduced it in that way so that people who knew what the phrase meant had a moment to value their secret knowledge, but that's a PVP server in WoW. In a song off The Impossible Kid, Aesop Rock describes an environment so uncivilized that it's possible to catch rabies simply by walking to your mailbox and that's exactly the kind of place it was.

Maybe a decade or so ago, somebody launched an AM radio station that supposedly catered to "my" biases as opposed to the biases of a nefarious and scheming other. I could only listen to it for about five minutes before I had to turn it off. Being force-fed my own beliefs only makes me question them. This is more or less how I feel when I watch a trailer for Ready Player One.

PAX East is coming up quick and I wanted to share the cover for this years guide.

Like many multiplayer shooters, Overwatch is also a place to hang out. That's more or less how I've used it; I felt like I understood it as much as was necessary to provide incisive, GoldenBoy-tier commentary on the failures I generate simply by being around.

The story is very, very old, and you know it already, but I can distill it for you. A new online game came out and it doesn't really work.

We were trying to figure out The Ninja Phenomenon before he was playing with rappers or some shit, and now it's even more difficult to pull this apart. But we can talk about the sort of shit this motherfucker gets up to on his stream.

YouTube is Broadcast Television and Twitch is Cable. Does that sound about right? Am I close? I feel like that happened really fast. YouTube's true audience is Unilever or whoever the fuck. Multinational Hydrae bound in circles of salt by public markets. Twitch is the warping House of Chaos that dances in fire. You have no idea what kind of angel or devil is going to splup out of some inky hole and currently - currently - that is a market advantage.

I tried to explain it to Grub Dumpster a couple days ago. Imagine the moment where you're trying to push the final point in, say, Numbani. The sled has turned the corner and the lip is now over the point. It's lipping. Time is out, and it's only desperate, frenzied roosting on the objective itself that is keeping this balloon in the air.

Glabrezu and I watched the trailer for Hogwarts Mystery with… I don't know what it was with. We like Harry Potter, but - to leverage grade school-native notation - we don't like Harry Potter. But we're down. We haven't left it behind.