Medal of Honor: Allied Assault put you in a landing craft off Omaha Beach in 2002, dropped the ramp, and killed most of the men beside you in three steps.
Killing Floor's best moment is between waves: the trader opens somewhere on the map, everyone has money, and six of you argue purchases on the run.
The best moment in Killing Floor 2 is not a kill. It is the minute after a wave, when the trader opens and six calm players become a crowd racing for it.
There is no ammo count on screen. You press a key, your character glances at the magazine, and you get an impression: roughly full, half, or nearly empty.
There is no ammunition counter in Insurgency: Sandstorm. A key checks your magazine and tells you roughly how heavy it feels. Not a number. A feeling.
Blood Gulch is two bases at opposite ends of a valley with a Warthog outside each and a set of caves connecting the walls. It is a simple map.
Half-Life is remembered as a single-player game. The multiplayer that shipped with it gets forgotten, and it should not be: 203 servers still run it.
Almost everybody dies on the first night, to nothing they ever see. The sun goes down, the screen goes black, there is a sound, and you are dead.
You spawn on a beach with a rag, a torch and no map. The first thing DayZ asks you to decide is which direction inland is, and it will not help you.
Day of Defeat began as a volunteer Half-Life mod in 2000. Valve hired the team and shipped it in 2003, the route Counter-Strike took, on the same engine.
Two entirely different games have been called Dark and Light, and knowing which one somebody means saves a great deal of confusion.
Almost nobody remembers that Crysis had multiplayer. Those who do remember Power Struggle, an ambitious 2007 mode that almost nothing has tried since.
