Game On (Revised)

This game is like Portal,
"The cake is a lie."
And Master Chief's a myth,
When we live like KoToR's Exile.
And life gnaws our bones,
Like Mass Effect's husks,
When we run about,
Like Deadpool's various lusts.
We are like Hiyashi,
In anger madly shooting.
Grasping through grasses,
Like Link's looting.
Thinking deeper down,
DigDug-ing our way,
Like those fateful mages,
Caught in the Fade.
Jumping our barrels,
Like 1999 Donkey Kongs.
Our ghosts like Pacman's,
Keep coming back strong.
But life is always like it is,
Getting K.O.-ed isn't wrong.
It's as always up to us,
To declare "Game on!"