Wherein 25 hours in Rust turn into a study in empathy, paranoia, and power.
Wherein Adam talks (possibly out of his ass) about getting out of the slush pile.
Wherein Adam goes looking for a diamond in the rough with The Colony and finds naught but frozen turd.
Wherein Gamilas suddenly seems interesting enough to merit its own spin-off series
Wherein Adam wonders if fan art should be held accountable for the problematic subtexts of the original works.
Wherein Adam tries the pre-release of Rust and dies alone and naked in the woods.
Wherein Adam makes the case for Equals, a romantic remake of George Orwell’s 1984, as the worst thing ever.
Wherein Adam finally watches The Amazing Spiderman, a movie he refused to see in theatres on principle.