The stage is dimly lit; the fans murmur restlessly in the crowd. Every member of Sony's E3 team walk out onto the stage in unison, turn to face the mass of seated humans, then turn again and walk off. The stage is now dark. The screens light up. It's a trailer. For a video game. There is a boy and his giant bird cat-dog. The fans are confused. It appears to be a trailer for the recently released The Last Guardian by famed video game director Fumito Ueda. But something is different. And then you realize. The Last Guardian never came out. It was all a sham. This is the last The Last Guardian. The fans whimper softly, tears streaming from their eyes. They are falling out of their seats, trying to climb to the stage, but gentle hands reach out from the darkness and hold them at bay - softly, softly tilting their chins so they can behold what's going on the screen. The trailer lasts 30 seconds. Everyone realizes at once, a single truth. Without the wait for The Last Guardian, they had no purpose. No meaning. No raison d'etre. The conference is streamed all over the world. Distributed in the form of Game Boy Color cartridges and Betamax in third-world countries. World peace at last. Everyone happy. Forever. Waiting. Together, as one.
Or they could show some games that people want or something. I'm not an expert.
ya but are they gonna have a porsche