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Get ready for the most self-indulgent birthday ever...

Looking Backward: Year in Review

Well, we made it to one year and so here’s a brief retrospective of said year on VVG. I’d like to start off by saying a big fuck you to the people who said I’d never make it to a year with this blog. No one ever actually said that, but fuck all of you anyway! I’m only joking, of course – what I really meant was a massive thank you. Thank you to the many people who have read even a snippet of a post in the last 12 months – I have truly enjoyed writing and recording every word throughout, but especially the words “fuck you” just now.

It’s weird because I’m really not typically one for occasions. I don’t do birthday blowouts or any other celebration really “properly”, so a celebration like this is extreme by my standards – at some point I may just collapse and call this whole retrospective thing off. It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to! Continue reading

Looking Forward: 2,014 Must-Buy Games in 2015

Thought Very Very Gaming’s gaming schedule was light? Think again. Consumer Electronics Show (CES) 1995 has come to an end and now Very Very Gaming’s upcoming game library is jam-packed. There are huge AAA exclusives, amazing indies, and everything between coming to our (read: my) consoles on the horizon. If this list pans out, 2015 will be an insane year for Very Very Gaming’s newest game machine, the Wii. Multiple console exclusives join a slew of third-party offerings to give us plenty of reasons to not regret the tens of thousands of British pounds I dropped on the system. Bargain!

The only hard part now is choosing which games to get immediately (Cho Aniki: Kyuukyoku Muteki Ginga Saikyou Otoko, Carnival Games, Imagine Party Babyz) and which games can wait (Resident Evil 4: Wii Edition, Super Mario Galaxy 1 & 2)… and once you’ve scrolled through all 2,014 Must-Buy Games in 2015, you’ll understand why I wrote this wishlist detailing 2,014 Must-Buy Games in 2015 (calling all search engines!!). Continue reading