my sob story against ME3:
I remember playing KOTOR at an 8 year old, every weekend, I would play it, non' stop. I loved the story, and I loved how everything you did made an influence on your character. When I discovered that the developer of my beloved star wars RPG made another space-rpg game, boy I was excited. I loved how ME1 rang true to their KOTOR days, with an interface and battle system that reminded me of the days I spent playing away at KOTOR. I loved everything about it, and most of all, I loved the story. I then got mass effect 2. It had, in my opinion, taken everything from every bioware game ever, and made it better. To me, it became the gold standard in games, great graphics, a beautiful story, with everything you do and say making a huge impact on the game. Every experience was unique.
Bioware were my childhood friends, and I had grown up loving them, and looking up to them, and when ME3 was hyping up for release, boy was I excited. I couldn't wait to see what would happen to my beloved squad which I had carefully, and lovingly created over 2 incredible games. I was looking forward to the epic ending to the most epic, incredible game ever, I was waiting for bioware, a game studio that I had grown up in love with to deliver a masterpiece in story-telling and action. I was waiting for my best game ever, but sadly, they didn't deliver. The best studio ever which had introduced me to gaming, and to great story telling had betrayed me, and their loyal followers, and left us for the seemingly greener grass, where the COD people graze, where their is the scent of cash in the air. Bioware, people who were more than just a game studio to me, had given me an all mighty sucker punch, and boy does it hurt.