I’ve had a strangely avoidant relationship with Sir, You Are Being Hunted, the ‘tweed-punk’ survival FPS from Big Robot Entertainment. As soon as it was announced, I was intrigued. The pitch, essentially, is S.T.A.L.K.E.R, set in rural England, with the player constantly on the run from an ever-multiplying horde of robotic hunters, which scour the land in a thinly veiled parody of the traditional (but, thankfully, now illegal) fox hunts which were a common sight in country villages until recently. Sadly, when the Kickstarter came around, I was without the means to buy in. Clearly, this was a personal affront, and I therefore went on a campaign of ignoring the game really, really hard. I ignored the posts on various gaming blogs. I shunned the Twitter accounts. I even turned my back on the pre-orders, with their promise of early access.
But now, having finally given in and played a good 20+ minutes at their Rezzed booth recently, I can ignore this game no more. Now I, too, have become hunted.