To play, or not to play, that is the question?
Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer the bugs and cheats of incomplete game development, or to take petition against a sea of troubles, and by signing end them?
To quit, and by a quiting to say we end the heart-ache and the thousand natural disappointment that multiplayer is heir to, 'tis a consummation devoutly to be whished.
To quit, wait?
To wait, perchance to dream. Aye there's the rub, for in that waiting what dreams may come?
(With apologies to Will Shakespeare)
Campus Martius sounds good![]()
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