I’ve been reading a lot of press releases lately. It’s not been by choice, various members of staff at The Reticule have started sending them to me as a practical joke and, not to be undone by their childish antics, I’ve read every single one. It’s like when you catch a child smoking, you make them smoke every single cigarette in the house inside of one hour with an end to teaching them a lesson. That lesson being how much…
I took last week off. I’m allowed to, it’s in the contract I didn’t sign when I joined The Reticule. Following some of the comments from the last column, I felt that perhaps I owed Dungeons and Dragons another go. A lot of people in the comments seemed to think I was being needlessly harsh, that I was taking one bad game and applying it universally. So I gave it another shot. It’s still awful.
[Mercurio Silver, gentleman critic. Discovered mining for quicklime in a quarry in the north of Somerset, Mercurio Silver used his sizeable fortune to fund The Reticule for three whole minutes. As a mark of gratitude we gave him his own article.]
Mercurio Silver – Gentleman Critic. Found in a public restroom in Camberwell, passing judgement on the merit contained within certain examples of graffiti present on the walls, he attached himself to the staff of your favourite gaming blog and refused to let go. In an ill-conceived attempt to get him to stop judging our various fashion styles as “contrived and unprecedented in their ugliness”, we at The Reticule gave him an article through which, hopefully, he can vent his spleen.