Is it the black, empty eyes peering vapidly into your soul? That flat, unpleasant yellow and appetite for violent death? The fact they sometimes show up with a coterie of equally bloodthirsty monstrosities? Is it just the principle of the matter? The Internet's compulsive need to satisfy the demands of Rule 34 regardless of the subject material? Why. I suppose I could see how Diggles might be construed as sexy, what with their suggestive drill-snouts and penchant for digging into deep, dark dungeons. And in celebration of Rule 34, here are ten games we really, really wish Rule 34 didn't bloody well apply to.
But regardless of whether it's a product of specialized tastes, lolz or just continuity's sake, one thing's for certain: Rule 34 is, uh, an interesting component of modern society. I can see why Cloud and Tifa doing the horizontal mambo might be appealing but Lego loving just sounds like a terrible idea. But while some of it makes sense, others don't. There are few rules that the Internet operates by and one of them is Rule 34: If it exists, there is porn of it somewhere. And, for god's sake, keep off my lawn and away from those Angry Birds. The name "Woody" shouldn't be a cringe-inducing double entendre. Childhood cartoons, for example, should not be introduced to puberty. It's cool that we all have different ways of getting freaky, that we're actively battling negative cultural homogeneity and just, you know, exploring the limits of human pleasure.
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