Today was the day on which I decided to search for Bobby Kotick Miis on the internet. Much to my disgust the first three google based recommendations for this search failed to satisfy my desires. As a result I headed in the direction of my Nintendo 3DS and began the work of me, God.
Much like fictional God the things which I create would require plastic surgery and countless years of personal grooming in order to look acceptable, but I’ve tried, and that’s more than I can say for the rest of the bloody internet.
I began the process in a similar fashion to all good craftsmen, by using the automated creation option. Pointing my 3DS camera at a high resolution picture of Bobby Kotick created a repulsive portrayal of Bobby, some would probably assume that means the creation was accurate, it wasn’t.
As a result I began chipping away at the face of Bobby Kotick, valiantly attempting to match his features to the variety of options on offer in the Mii creation tools. A key Kotick feature is his magnificent mane which unfortunately, but rather predictably considering its stunning volume yet incredible smoothness, is not represented in Mii form.
The end result was this monied gurner. If you’d like a copy of a slightly accurate Bobby Kotick Mii point your Nintendo 3DS camera directly at the internet… now!
You may think due to my inability to create things what look like things I decided my goal had been completed and called it a day, but no, considering it unfair to have only Bobby Kotick represented on this page of slightly accurate Miis based on people from video game companies I soldiered bravely on.
So here’s a John Riccitiello Mii, attempting to capture the brave smile worn when his approach to new IP failed and shareholders had to be satisfied with the panicked announcement of sequels. Riccitiello refused to fit into the name field of the Mii creator so I had no option but to simply call him John. I’m sure John wouldn’t mind though, he’s probably a delightful chap.
Don Mattrick Mii, attempting to capture the classic Don Mattrick shit-eating grin.
Jack Tretton Mii, attempting to capture the unrelenting charm and potential awkwardness of classic on stage Jack Tretton.
Perhaps for some reason you’d also like to see the inaccurate me Mii, here he is, the handsome devil.
