Today on Highlight Reel we have Titanfall 2 plays, elaborately dressed princes, Overwatch strategies, and much more!Read more…
Final Fantasy XV’s New Photo Mode Is A Welcome Addition
The most recent Final Fantasy XV update gave us a new camera mode that allows players to take their own pictures. Although Prompto is the best boy and a great photographer, you now won’t have to rely on him for getting all the photos you need. Here’s a few tips on how it works.
I Went To Final Fantasy XV’s Moogle Chocobo Carnival So You Don’t Have To
I don’t know if the Moogle Chocobo Carnival, a limited time special event in Final Fantasy XV, is good. I don’t even know if I enjoyed it. All I know was that last night, I was determined to win a prize, god dammit.
I Appreciate That Final Fantasy XV Lets Us Troll Its Ending
Final Fantasy XV’s ending is a trainwreck, so it’s fitting that the game lets us choose to make it even goofier.
I Appreciate That Final Fantasy XV Lets Us Troll Its Ending
Final Fantasy XV’s ending is a trainwreck, so it’s fitting that the game lets us choose to make it even goofier.
The Ten Stages Of Coping With Final Fantasy XV’s Chapter 13
So you just started playing chapter 13 of Final Fantasy XV. It sucks. You feel trapped in a nightmare that will never end. Take some small comfort in knowing that you are not the only one to suffer through it.Read more…
Check out these Final Fantasy XV food recreations!
Check out these Final Fantasy XV food recreations! Twitter user Setsu has done a wonderful job of bringing FFXV food to life.Read more…
Prompto Doesn’t Care About Your New Recipe, Ignis
Today on Highlight Reel we have new recipes, Rainbow 6 Montagne strategies, perfectly synchronized titans, rodeos, face glitches and much more!Read more…
Prompto Is My Boyfriend
I’m leaning against a tree. The back of my shirt is beginning to itch and my palms are sweaty. It’s a humid August day, but on our ride home he insisted we stop.
Prompto Is My Boyfriend
I’m leaning against a tree. The back of my shirt is beginning to itch and my palms are sweaty. It’s a humid August day, but on our ride home he insisted we stop.