It’s the summer, and I have that most-coveted reprieve in between game reviews. That means the time is ripe for getting through that horrid, horrid stack of shame. With Dragon Age Inquisition looming in early October, I have a supreme mission to finish up Dragon Age Origins before that time. I have my last save, and friends have said I’m somewhere between halfway and two-thirds of the way through. Obviously I’m going to need more time than I want to just get back into the groove, but this should be more than enough time, I would think.
I just have to actually sit down and do it.
Instead of restarting DAO last week, I instead spent gaming time replaying Murdered: Soul Suspect so I could find those last few collectibles I was missing to get a Platinum trophy. Since the final save doesn’t allow you to go back out into Salem (grrrrr), I had to start a whole new game. Fortunately, the collectible counter does not reset with a new game, so I didn’t need to play the entire game again. I had to play about half thanks to where some of these wayward collectibles were, but I didn’t have to do the last couple of levels again that I loathed because I’m so terrible at defeating demons in an efficient manner. But I did get the Platinum trophy in just a couple of days, which prompted me to dance around my office like I just won the lottery.
Over the weekend, I fully intended to play DAO, but it would have helped if I didn’t have Bravely Default downstairs on the couch. After putting the kids to bed, I played just a little bit of BD to wind down. Next thing I knew, it was three hours later and well past midnight. Somehow this happened every night. I have no idea how.
I feel a bit of the E3 haze lifting, so maybe I can get back on task this week. Do not let me go to Toys R Us and pick up my own copy of Skylanders SWAP Force for the PS4. I want to, but that is such a bad, bad idea. Dragon Age won’t play itself. Must stay focused. Must stay on target.