Friday Awesomely Live Co-Op took some interesting twists the past few weeks. If you haven't noticed, the three of us are super dads, and sometimes dad duties or other family things get in the way of F.A.L.C.O., but the show must go on! I found myself with no co-hosts a couple weeks ago, and that would be fine if this were So-Loptimus, but alas, we are Co-Optimus, so I did what every super dad does in this type of situation: con their kids into work.

Ryan Leonard glumly scanned the dressing room walls surrounding him.  Celta de Vigo's facilities were undoubtedly nicer than the converted boat repair shop that his former team used, but they lacked character.  Where were the mold-emblazoned ceiling tiles?  Where was the pile of discarded Wild Cherry Capri Suns that marked Jack's domain?  Where was the plaque dictating his friend Han Kook's Thirteen Standards For Polite Social Interaction?

Space is such a stressful place.  When you're hurtling through the infinite void and encountering who-knows-what every half hour, odds are pretty good that things will eventually get dicey.  That's why you need a partner, someone to stick by your side no matter who you piss off or how many alien chainsaw guns you have to dodge.  Lovers in a Dangerous Spacetime crystalizes this idea in game form, giving you and a galactic comrade the chance to guide your circular spacecraft through somehow increasingly dangerous situations.

Of all the settings (both real and fictional) to justify the use of the terms "Bullet Hell" and "Shoot Em Up", I'd say the Wild West ranks pretty high.  Though A Fistful of Gun doesn't seem to map directly onto either of those genres, its combination of the two makes me wonder if there's even another contender for "Most Viable Setting".  Of course, these types of games have begun flooding the market as of late, so what makes AFoG so enticing?

You can take just about any franchise in history and devolve its characters into itty bitty lego folk, and the LEGO games have been wildly successful at doing just that exact thing. Of course, LEGO Dimensions takes that one step further and slaps a bunch of those worlds and characters into some of the most awkward pairings in the history of time.

Dying Light is doubtless worth your attention if you're a fan of parkouring around ruined buildings and love zombies. Or maybe you hate zombies. Zombies are weird like that. Maybe you yearn only to crack them open wide with a police baton or, in the case of "The Following" DLC, a suped-up dune buggy. Two Techland Devs recently plopped down in front of a TV camera and recorded themselves watching some pals play the new Dying Light DLC, noting some of the new features added to the game.

If you ever played the original Rainbow Six titles (the PC ones from the 90s) - you know the best part about them was the planning phase. It was here you'd pick your team, equip them with gear, and then plan out a strategy that included routes, timing, and takedowns from a little top down tactical map. You could even run these plays without directly controlling your squad to see how well your plan would work. The recent indie game Door Kickers captured this feeling, but it missed the option to go in direct control.

It has been just under five years since we started the Tabletop Co-Op column here at Co-Optimus. Even before we looked at Space Hulk Death Angel the card game back in September 2011, we had covered other co-op tabletop games like Pandemic and Castle Panic in the now-retired Co-Op Casual Fridays column. We’ve taken a closer look at more than f...

Last night's stream consisted of us checking out the early access version of Gunnheim, a twin stick shooter out on the PC via Steam's Early Access program. With four player co-op, players are thrust into a polygon art style filled world inspired by Viking mythology taking on random levels and objectives. Here's our playthrough and some rough impressions.

Greetings, Citizen of Super Earth. If you've ignored the call of the Helldivers for this long, your blood must run yellow with cowardice. Democracy triumphed over Tyranny (and bug-kind) in the 5th Galactic War, while you relied on real heroes to die on alien planets. You, and your families, should be ashamed that you have not yet donned the mantle of the Helldivers, and done your part to ensure humanity's freedom. 

Chester McSlappy is a man at wits end. Whatever used to constitute a full head of strong, North Irish hair, has since withered into a morose frock of tufts. He's not balding-- not naturally, at least. Perhaps some eldritch force scorched his locks into translucent swaths. Or, perhaps the stress of the last few weeks have scoured almost every follicle from his once majestic mane. 

Welcome back to the weekend, fellow co-op enthusiasts!  This time around, the Co-opticrew is quickly realizing that nearly anything can be eSports if you try hard enough: jetpack shooting, car soccer, furniture packing, even wedding photos!  I actually lettered in wedding photos my senior year of high school.  Would've gotten a scholarship too, if I hadn't sprained my index finger at a particularly raucous reception.