Friday Diary: Oh God My Eyes

There was something of a theme last night, among the gaming and usual witty banter.* I think it started off with cosplay, after Anery joined us from the Insomnia LAN event, but quickly devolved into playing the image equivalent of Russian roulette. Clicking on images lined by 5punkers is generally unwise, but last night it was turned into a sport.

*read: puns and childish insults

The horror.

I still see the horror in my nightmares.

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Friday Diary: Milking the Elephant

That title sounds like a euphemism, but surprisingly it isn’t. Look it up on Youtube (probably best you don’t actually). Milking elephants was one of the subjects of discussion last night, and since I had a pad of paper handy I made a list of the other things we discussed. I can’t remember the context of half of it, but it makes for interesting reading this morning.

Looks more like Moet than milk to me.

Looks more like Moet than milk to me.

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Friday Diary: Purple Spandex

Last week I was away so I played no games nor wrote a diary. Thanks to Grimmie for taking up the mantle with a Saturdiary, lovely it was and long may it continue. Last night we did play some games though.  Do you think we played Dota 2? We might have, but an old favourite also made a re-emergence and was better than many of us remembered.

I need to start taking more screenshots. Although this is authentic 5punk uniform.

I need to start taking more screenshots. Although this is authentic 5punk uniform.

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Saturday Diary: Snake hats

Hello one and all! I’m Grimmie and I like to play strategy games.

I’m sure you’re used to seeing the scribblings of Dog Pants on this page, but this week I thought I’d try my hand at reporting the scintillating events of our Saturday games. Civilisation V is a bit of a weird game. It’s great for those late night stints of strategising, continuously pulling you along in to the next turn with its hundreds of countdown timers ticking down to to zero, each and every one getting closer to completion with a click of the Next Turn button. You can take your time, place units across the hex map like pieces on a chess board, carefully plan your path to victory thanks to its turn-based format.

Barbarar the Barbarian

Barbarar the Barbarian was a constant source of teeth-gnashing.

It’s a little difficult to organise multiplayer games though, as a game that might take four hours to complete solo suddenly takes sixteen thanks to having to wait for your fellow players to decide what they’re going to do next. We rarely re-visit save games as getting the exact composition of 5punkers together again is quite a feat. It also means that there’s an awful lot of waiting followed by a sudden sprint of activity, and as a result, most of the 5punky shenanigans take part between turns.

Game notes follow. I had to do something between turns, right?

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Friday Diary: Where’s My Louis Vuitton?

Last night we had great plans. Plans which involved team shooters. But the first few of us who were on Teamspeak decided to have a game of Dota 2 while we waited. Five hours later we stopped playing Dota 2. Sorry. We did get eight of us playing though, at least briefly, which was good. Unfortunately it means I have nothing other than Dota 2 to write about today.

Mr Johnson, last night.

Mr Johnson, last night.

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Friday Diary: Fractal Wanking

It’s great to get a good turnout of 5punkers on a gaming night, and we’re regularly getting around eight these days. The problem with that is finding a game which all eight of us can play, exacerbated by our cat herd mentality and short attention spans. Free-to-play games come into their own under these circumstances, as we can all have a go together without necessarily having to commit.

Grimmie's bedroom, last night.

Grimmie’s bedroom, last night.

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Friday Diary: Pork Calamari

Last night’s Frigames introduced no new games – a free weekend for Chivalry gave us the chance to introduce it to a few low-G medieval combat virgins, and after that we defaulted to more Dota 2. That’s good though, it gives people chance to catch up with what’s going on, especially since not everyone can make Frigames all the time.

Mmmmmm, pic rectum.

Mmmmmm, pig rectum.

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Friday Diary: Terribly Good

5punk has a long history of loving terrible games. Games which are broken, buggy and ridiculous. I think I’ve mentioned that before. We love them because they’re perfect for comedy, and they’re even funnier when you have a deadly serious community playing them. Last night we found such a game.

Meanwhile in Russia...

Meanwhile in Russia…

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Friday Diary: Lady Bits

Last night’s gaming proved to be very much an archetype of 5punky gaming; fraught with disaster and conversations for which I daren’t google a title image. We had a good showing though, and while the gaming produced nothing particularly groundbreaking it gives me an excuse to set the background noise level from which the other shenanigans that appear here can be based.

I need to think about what I'll have to google before I come up with a title.

I really should think about what I’ll have to google before I come up with a title.

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Friday Diary: Cock Snorkeling

An ill-prepared evening left us mostly playing Dota 2 last night, but I’m not going to run away with evangelising over a game half the people who read this probably don’t like. I’ll save that for another week. We had a fine turnout though, and the witty and sophisticated repartee was present as always. As can be seen by the title of this week’s diary.

I'm not googling 'cock snorkling.' Have a duckling instead.

I’m not googling ‘cock snorkeling.’ Have a duckling instead.

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