Quake Champions is the second shooter this month to promise me a new fling with an old flame. Two weeks ago, Strafe landed in my Steam account like a fresh pile of gibs, promising to take me back to 1996 so we could make sweet death together, the old-fashioned way. This time though, there would be random generation and permadeath involved. Well, everyone's got a kink, I thought.
Sadly, despite making all the right moves, Strafe wasn't up to the job. It started off way too hard, and without wanting to get personal, its weapons were disappointingly limp in the end. There were moments when it felt like things might go somewhere, but I came away unsatisfied.
I was on the verge of crawling back to Titanfall 2, when along came Quake Champions, offering some classic fragging action with a handful of modern twists. And what can I say? The last couple of days I've barely had time to put my socks on. Quake's hairline may be receding, but let me tell you, this silver fox has still got it where it counts.
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Sadly, despite making all the right moves, Strafe wasn't up to the job. It started off way too hard, and without wanting to get personal, its weapons were disappointingly limp in the end. There were moments when it felt like things might go somewhere, but I came away unsatisfied.
I was on the verge of crawling back to Titanfall 2, when along came Quake Champions, offering some classic fragging action with a handful of modern twists. And what can I say? The last couple of days I've barely had time to put my socks on. Quake's hairline may be receding, but let me tell you, this silver fox has still got it where it counts.
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