This year has been a challenge, with far too few bright spots. However, in the midst of this trial, we had a very simple thing to look forward to.
Next-gen.
Both Sony and MS decided that the time was ripe to transition to the newest generation of console gaming.
They were excited.
While information was scarce, people were undaunted. Some went on flights of fancy, letting their imaginations run wild imaging the best possible console to play their future games on.
But they got too invested...
The gamers swore unholy allegiance to their chosen gaming savior, engaging in an unhealthy obsession with a false plastic divinity. Information was scarce, and emotions ran unhindered.
They grew unhinged.
The site was facing challenges in keeping everything in line. Moderators were pushed to the edge, and in some case over. Something needed to be done.
They sought relief from this burden, the interminable unknowing...
The tone needed to change, the energy - redirected. A plan was hatched.
Let there be a wager.
Place your avatar on the line, predict when we might know the real truth, when we might clear the air, and truly understand how we might achieve our new gaming nirvana.
And so they bet.
Many chose poorly.
And so Transistor, in meting out a just punishment, presented each of the lost souls with a carefully hand-selected new identity. Until the PS5 was released, they could find solace and guidance in their new persona.
But their transformation accelerated...
The treatment was more efficient than initially expected, the cure arrived ahead of schedule. With Transistor's blessing, the day of redemption has come early.
They put the past to rest.
Now you have been given the chance to be released from your burden and share you rebirth. As you begin changing your avatars to commemorate your more advanced selves, leave a note that includes your old avatar, so we may always have a record of the things we've lost, gained, and overcome.
Next-gen.
Both Sony and MS decided that the time was ripe to transition to the newest generation of console gaming.
They were excited.
While information was scarce, people were undaunted. Some went on flights of fancy, letting their imaginations run wild imaging the best possible console to play their future games on.
But they got too invested...
The gamers swore unholy allegiance to their chosen gaming savior, engaging in an unhealthy obsession with a false plastic divinity. Information was scarce, and emotions ran unhindered.
They grew unhinged.
The site was facing challenges in keeping everything in line. Moderators were pushed to the edge, and in some case over. Something needed to be done.
They sought relief from this burden, the interminable unknowing...
The tone needed to change, the energy - redirected. A plan was hatched.
Let there be a wager.
Place your avatar on the line, predict when we might know the real truth, when we might clear the air, and truly understand how we might achieve our new gaming nirvana.
And so they bet.
Many chose poorly.
And so Transistor, in meting out a just punishment, presented each of the lost souls with a carefully hand-selected new identity. Until the PS5 was released, they could find solace and guidance in their new persona.
But their transformation accelerated...
The treatment was more efficient than initially expected, the cure arrived ahead of schedule. With Transistor's blessing, the day of redemption has come early.
They put the past to rest.
Now you have been given the chance to be released from your burden and share you rebirth. As you begin changing your avatars to commemorate your more advanced selves, leave a note that includes your old avatar, so we may always have a record of the things we've lost, gained, and overcome.
Remembrance of the first to fall: Tonky
He believed too deeplyTonky said:
He raised the stakesTonky said:
Transistor wouldn't just let him make irresponsible claims, he had to own it
And so a dinner was planned
A fitting punishment was meted out.
Never forget Tonky.
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