As you’re enjoying your 72 virgins, know that you did not die in vain. You contributed to something greater than you. Thanks to you, the video game industry finally got off WWII. The earliest and best example of that is COD: Modern warfare. COD was known as the quintessential WWII game but got a great reboot out of the whole Iraq/Afghanistan brouhaha. That was a great game and we owe it to you. Sure, you weren’t the only one with your hand in that. But without you, the Middle-East setting never would have become as popular as it did.
Sure, eventually, we’ll get tired of game developers choosing that setting just as we did when the 100th game set in WWII came out. But for a full decade, we went from killing expendable Nazi scum in green fields to killing expendable Jihadist scum in beige deserts. That was refreshing.
You even learned from the way Saddam got caught. Getting a guy to get out of his spider hole just doesn’t make for good entertainment. Neither does being the nooseman. Getting killed by a small force of special operations soldiers was the best way possible to die for game developers. Do you realize just how much this will be milked?! It’s a great idea for a mission. The player is part of a small team of Navy SEALs, he infiltrates Pseudoistan by helicopter at night and then must sneak his way near your hiding spot before the big, final firefight begins. Then the camera slows down as he looks at you through his .50 cal sniper rifle’s scope and he gets one and only one shot at you. He shoots and the 1.5 ounce bullet travelling at 2700 feet per second gibs your brains. Now that’s how you do a climax.
