Friday Foxer #200
This week’s handmade co-op puzzle won’t defox itself. If you’re a whizz at quizzes, lateral thinking, and search engine sleuthing, why not lend a hand.
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Hear the bell? Run like hell
A skillful ringer can communicate pretty subtle things with the THC scramble bell. For instance, the combination of clangs, bongs, and ting-tings that’s currently cacophonising the Corner tells me that Scramble: Battle of Britain is Early Accessible at long last, that the recently updated Gary Grigsby’s Eagle Day to Bombing the Reich is just eight quid at present, and that I can now play Target For Today using Tabletop Sim.
Dissenting Devs: Creative Europe’s grant scheme isn’t universally popular
Not everyone in the games industry is quite as positive about Creative Europe’s game development hand-outs as the three grant beneficiaries whose views I shared in Thoughts of the Thankful. It would be remiss of me not to give you a taste of the skepticism and suspicion I’ve come across while looking into EU fun funding.
Desperados 2 should have been a trendsetter
I might as well get my main Commandos: Origins criticisms in early (Playing games before castigating them is so passé). I miss inventories and Lupin the Thief more than I thought I would, and I wish Claymore Game Studios had drawn inspiration from Spellbound’s back catalogue as well as Pyro’s and Mimimi’s.
Combat Mission Olympiad: Turn 10
What in heaven’s name do they teach them at Bovington these days? The British Crusader gets three chances to pot the PSW in Turn 10 and fluffs all of them.
Where am I?
Using the following clues (the map above is purely decorative) in combination with Street View, work out my location.
Dusty But (Fairly) Trusty: European Air War
Since THC stumbled into being, I’ve been itching to grant MicroProse’s 1998 chart-topper European Air War, Dusty But Trusty status. Only a nasty bug that delights in crashing careers in both the GOG and on-sale-at-the-moment Steam version has stopped me.
Friday Foxer #199
Every Friday, Tally-Ho Corner’s cleverest clogs come together to solve a ‘foxer’ handcrafted by my sadistic chum and colleague, Roman. A complete ‘defoxing’ sometimes takes several days and usually involves the little grey cells of many readers.