The Star Wars Kid strikes again.
When you are fifteen years old, you can get away with a lot of stuff. Believe me. When you’re thirty, though, no one looks the other way when you bash in their mailbox with a baseball bat.
So precocious fifteen-year-old young writer, Christopher Paolini, whose swords and sorcery novel Eragon was published to head-patting approval, seems immune to…
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Unique visual sense…
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…that isn’t upgraded for the 360
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Cooperative play…
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…that isn’t online
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Bland, repetitive gameplay
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Drunk dragon
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Too easy
