For those that missed it months ago, the folks behind Penny Arcade: On The Rain-Slick Precipice of Darkness , Hothead Studios had quietly let it slip that the episodic Xbox Live Arcade Games was canceled. The dynamic duo behind Penny Arcade had chalked up the game's cancellation to poor sales.
From Jerry Holkins at PAX East back in March:
"[The game's developer] Hothead has DeathSpank and they have a chance to do something really cool with it, and they need to have an opportunity to make it incredible. They definitely could've done both games. I think they could've made DeathSpank and Episode 3 but I think Episode 3 would've suffered. I mean, I know it would have suffered. So we'd rather not do it than do it half-assed and so we're going to finish that story but it's going to be on our website."I think we can all agree that DeathSpank has indeed turned out to be "something really cool." However, it came at the cost of something we could have argued as cooler. Holkins did point out that the story line would finish out on their website.
News has reached us that Penny Arcade has begun the final narrative to wrap-up the storyline for their ill-fated game. Updates will occur on Tuesdays and only on Tuesdays when they can find the time necessary to put quality work together. It is also going to be all text. I know this can be difficult for some, but reading is actually a fun way of spending your time. I promise.
For a taste for the beginning of the end:
The keeping of secrets is mankind's constant enterprise. I am going to miss Gabe's sometimes necessary translations of Tycho's monologues...
Reasons to hide an idea are manifold and various, though the methods tend to fall into a few major themes. Murder is classic, if a bit traditional; these days, one rarely sees this sort of thing in the finer sects.
Even the ways these wretched creatures keep their secrets are themselves secrets! To wit, the malhyrium harus ja has so witched their horgumir that it cannot even be friggen. The Inculcate Order never consists of more than a single individual at any given time, and upon whispering their mysteries to another, they disappear altogether. The Gelded Acolytes, upon reception of their order's revelatory payload, are castrated. The lesson there is that when one is considering a cult, they should pay very close attention to the name.