Frank

Frank
During his freshmen year of college, Frank Dasta was kidnapped by Libyans and locked away in a cave somewhere in the Midwest. The terrorists demanded that he build them a soulless and impersonal pop culture website that talks down to it’s fanbase, harasses them with ads, charges them to use the forums, and even prompts them to like every page on Facebook. They planned to plunge the Internet into a state of total disarray and rampant idiocy in a bid to take over the world. With a box of scraps, Frank instead built RobotBoombox.com and used it to escape. The founder of the site and current Future Science Jesus, Frank enjoys fighting games, long walks on the beach, and referring to himself in the third person.

Punisher Week – Manga Punisher

“All this book has managed to do is reinforce my lack of faith in the anime fandom, and humanity at large. Which is totally what I needed. What’s next on the docket, huh, Mr. Castle? What else do you have to throw at me? Let’s at least make it something vaguely competent this time.”

Punisher Week – A Man Named Frank

Sombrero Guy explains to Enchilada and Smokey that the diamonds they found were actually rock candy, meaning that Frank’s family was murdered for something that can be purchased for a buck fifty at Walmart.

The Michael Bay Hydra

Yes. This is “the article about the two headed girl with the funny Ninja Turtles picture that we stole from Deviantart.”

Soul Calibur 2 is the Shit

“But Frank”, you find yourself asking out loud because you talk to your computer like it’s an actual person, “why go back and look at SC2? Isn’t that game like 40 years old now, or something?”. A hand then immediately reaches out and slaps you across the face, because ain’t nobody talk shit on SC2.

Driveswap: A Saga of Ineptitude

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Review – Sharknife: Stage First

I really wanted to like this one, I really did. Sharknife is basically Scott Pilgrim with all of the characterization removed, so that what we’re left with is a vaguely game-esque mishmash of hipstery bullshit and overwrought fight scenes.

Saints Row: The Third: The Disappointment

“Saints Row: The Third is quite possibly one of the most disappointing sequels to an amazing game I’ve ever played.”

Just Cause 2: An Exponentially Better Sequel

Frank enjoys Just Cause 2 expodentially more than it’s prequel. Who knew that giving the player a grappling hook AND a parachute could change so much?