Editor’s Note: Here at Pixels or Death, we’re dreamers, always dreaming big. Sometimes, (ok, most of the time) these dreams are of the “fever” variety, descending upon us like a drunken epiphany while we’re mid rage-quit blackout (Call of Duty’s lesser-known gametype “Whiskey Headshot” is a hell of a game). But because we’re oozing almost as much journalistic integrity as we are vitriol and spittle, we feel like we should share even these depraved insights with you all; what awaits below is just such a dream.
You probably would have figured this out anyway, but needless to say, this isn’t a “real” review of Mass Effect 3. We didn’t play the game early, and are in no position to make any sort of legitimate commentary on its contents or story. So if you’ve clicked this link hoping for a hot scoop into what the “real” (whatever THAT means) Mass Effect 3 is like, sorry, I guess. But what we can offer you here is so much more. Nothing so base as mere “entertainment” (though we hope you derive plenty of that from this as well), but more importantly, we can offer you a glimpse into the mind of a dreamer. A look at what some of our favorite games COULD be. And hope. Hope that one day, an ambitious developer picks up on our lofty ideas and wild imaginings, and being the brave soul that he or she is, makes sure they never, ever see the light of day.