Days Gone Remastered – PlayStation Blog

Alright, so last week (or was it a week and a half ago? Time’s irrelevant sometimes), we embarked on this…how do I say it?…bumpy adventure in Days Gone Remastered. We were on the hunt for those raw survival snapshots. You know, using #PSshare #PSBlog and all that jazz. Anyway, here’s a chaotic roundup of what popped up:

First off, calisarah1998 threw us a curveball with Deacon — just chilling, smack dab in the middle of some wrecked street. Kind of made me wonder what he was thinking. Maybe something profound… or maybe just “What’s for dinner?”

Then there’s itsRyanUnicomb. Picture this: Deacon’s motorcycle. Night sky. It was like one of those moments where you look up and think, “Wow, the universe is so vast and mysterious.” Or maybe, “I really need more gas.”

Over to tulippooh3, who snapped Deacon wading through this sundrenched field. It had that whole “I’m lost but maybe finding myself” vibe. Perhaps the sun got to me. Nevermind.

Ah, don’t even get me started on EmperorHal’s shot. Boozer’s head tattoo. That close-up kinda stuck with me — it was cool, yet somehow weirdly personal. Tattoos can be like that; they tell stories, but sometimes I forget what mine say.

Holden88805 took a swing at showing us Deacon’s vest. The back, specifically. Plus weapons. And suddenly, I’m wondering if Deacon’s fashion was intentional. Or maybe he just grabbed what was available. The eternal question of practicality versus style.

Then, there’s r0gues_fr0ntier, who captured a Freaker through a shattered car window. The glass had this jagged pattern, like a spider web. I swear, it almost felt like I was there. Wait — no, that sounds too poetic. You get what I mean.

Oh, and if you’re still intrigued, poke around #PSshare #PSBlog on Twitter or Insta. There’s a whole treasure trove there. Speaking of next week, or the week after — wait no, next week (keeping track is hard) — the theme’s to stick with Deacon. More portraits of our brooding hero, please. Deadline’s May 7, 2025, 11:59 PM PT sharp. Or not so sharp if you’re a master of procrastination.

Okay, I think that covers it. Or did I miss something? Oh well, it’ll come back to me later.