TMG: Maybe the Holiday Season got to me, but I’m feeling rather sentimental lately. In fact, I’ve discovered that right next to the space reserved for dude-bro shoot ‘em ups, there’s just enough room in my gaming soul for some touchy-feely story-telling.
On one hand, there’s too much teeth-clenched, white-knuckled, whiz bang action in Black Ops II to describe it as emotional. It doesn’t so much tug at the heart strings as it yanks them out and tea bags them. On the other hand, I just finished the campaign of a game that surprisingly left me a little verklempt.