Steve's comments:

Tim's been working on me to get an Xbox for a while. Never anything too overt, just little lines he drops here and there.

"Remember that part in Costume Quest... oh, I keep forgetting that you don't have an Xbox."

"How are you liking Trenched? Oh, that's right, you don't have an Xbox."

Et cetera, et cetera. The irony of all of this is that I have been a die hard PC gamer these many years precisely because of Tim Shafer, and Ken Levine, and Chris Avellone, and Tom Hall, and a host of other gaming gods that twisted me at a young, formative age into the PC snob I am today.

So long story short, I convinced myself that since I have kids, I should get an Xbox. That way they can play Lego Batman (or whatever) and I don't have to share my PC. And for a few days, that's exactly how it worked. I played on my PC, and the kids had their own gaming outlet. Life was good.

Except of course, one night, after the kids went to bed, I gave in and decided to see what all this Trenched business is about.

And now I'm not quite the oh-so-smug-PC-only gamer I once was. Because Trenched is AWESOME. Which means the Xbox must be... an actual gaming platform.

This comic is a caricature of the above events. It's not exactly what happened, but it's 100% true in the way that only fiction can be.

Tim's been working on me to get an Xbox for a while. Never anything too overt, just little lines he drops here and there.

"Remember that part in Costume Quest... oh, I keep forgetting that you don't have an Xbox."

"How are you liking Trenched? Oh, that's right, you don't have an Xbox."

Et cetera, et cetera. The irony of all of this is that I have been a die hard PC gamer these many years precisely because of Tim Shafer, and Ken Levine, and Chris Avellone, and Tom Hall, and a host of other gaming gods that twisted me at a young, formative age into the PC snob I am today.

So long story short, I convinced myself that since I have kids, I should get an Xbox. That way they can play Lego Batman (or whatever) and I don't have to share my PC. And for a few days, that's exactly how it worked. I played on my PC, and the kids had their own gaming outlet. Life was good.

Except of course, one night, after the kids went to bed, I gave in and decided to see what all this Trenched business is about.

And now I'm not quite the oh-so-smug-PC-only gamer I once was. Because Trenched is AWESOME. Which means the Xbox must be... an actual gaming platform.

Today's new comic is a caricature of the above events. It's not exactly what happened, but it's 100% true in the way that only fiction can be.