Sure, let’s dive right into this jumbled mess! So, I’m sitting here, definitely not snacking on a banana (or maybe I am, who knows), thinking about how Nintendo just keeps throwing these announcement streams at us like an endless barrage. Seriously, it’s like, one right after another. Jon was out — poor guy, probably needed a break — while Greg and James are up to their necks in this bananas cleanup gig.
And speaking of bananas, last week’s energy was bizarre with Jon around, but hey, Greg and James were still doing the whole banana shuffle, so not much changed. Ironically, Nintendo’s little marketing gig keeps the content flowing. Unreal, right? I mean, it’s like fuel for us. But not the clean kind, more like the “too many energy drinks” kind. Oh, and if you’re into hydrocarbons (you’re not? shame!), shout out your fave. I’m weirdly into Ethane myself. Why? No clue, it just sounds fun to say.
Jumping tracks here — next week, we’re all about squeezing every bit of nostalgia from Xenoblade Chronicles X and Donkey Kong Bananza. Guillaume’s in, which is great ’cause Jon and Greg and James are the only ones who’ve touched these games. Anyway, I get it, hydrocarbons are mostly from plants. Just saying RFN is, uh, a different kind of biodegradation? Make sense? Maybe not.
So, this week. Wow. We spend way too much time goofing off, even for us. Eventually, we land on business — around 13 minutes in if anyone’s actually counting. The Indie World Showcase is our main gig. UFO 50 grabs our attention ’cause, well, why not? Then there’s “Is This Seat Taken?” and Mina the Hollower which, let’s be honest, Mina sounds like some old Gothic romance novel heroine or a really dedicated birdwatcher. And BALL x PIT, I mean, the jokes just write themselves.
Oh yeah, got to mention — there’s this new “My Mario” stuff for babies. Toys and games and whatever, like mini nostalgia bombs. Perfect for alienating non-gaming parents when they ask, “Who’s Mario?”
Our brainy chats unearth some ancient debates — like Donkey Kong vs. The Super Mario Bros. Movie. Classic. Somehow, we end up talking about “Unfriended” for reasons beyond even my own comprehension.
We needed a break, seriously. Guillaume saved us with some new business. Pampas & Selene, MSX Metroidvania? Multiplayer? Count me in… if I ever get around to it. Then there’s a burning question from Listener Mail — naming a baby Edge Maverick or Razor Callahan. I mean, what could possibly go wrong? Babies in My Mario onesies with names like action heroes — adorable, right?
BTW, our email’s still busted. I’d spill the address here, but nah, we don’t need more spam. You guys know the drill!
Anyway — or wait, where was I? Nevermind. That’s the gig. Hope it was, um, coherent enough!