The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim - Special Edition Review (stryli)
The year is 2035, Microsoft now develops every single game. At 5.00am my phone alarm goes off. 'Hey, you. You're finally awake.' it says, running Skyrim. I go to put on breakfast. I turn on the stove, it runs Skyrim, which is weird because it's a gas stove with no screen display. I go to work, spending 15 hours a day writing clickbait articles about Elder Scrolls VI. My boss looms over my shoulder, barking orders at me. Turns out, it's actually Todd Howard. He asks me if I've bought this game again this week. 'Yup', he smirks, 'Stealth archer again, I bet'. I nod.
I go home and think about how this was the coolest thing on earth circa 2012, and even my grandma said she needed a knee reconstruction from an archery accident or something. I turn on the computer, fire up Steam, click on 'The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim' for the 9.9 x 10^56th time, make sure my furry mods are in place, and I think to myself, 'Yup, never gets old'