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Skate., EA's F2P

Autor : Leo Actualizar : Feb 20,2025

El muy esperado juego de skate gratuito de EA, Skate. (Estilizado como Skate.) ¡Ahora acepta los jugadores de juego de la consola! Descubra cómo unirse a la versión beta y enganchar algunas recompensas exclusivas.

Skate., EA'S F2P Skate Sim, Announces Playtesting

¡Únete a la prueba de juego de Skate Insider!

Anunciado en junio de 2020, Skate. Finalmente está entrando en una prueba de juego de consola en PlayStation y Xbox. Si bien una fecha beta de PC permanece sin confirmar, los reproductores de PC pueden registrarse como expertos en recibir actualizaciones.

Según la cuenta oficial de X (anteriormente Twitter) del juego, las pruebas de consola han estado en marcha desde al menos diciembre, posiblemente incluso en septiembre. Sin embargo, el desarrollador Full Circle continúa dando la bienvenida a los nuevos probadores a medida que avanza el desarrollo.

Skate., EA'S F2P Skate Sim, Announces Playtesting

Para participar, visite el sitio web de EA, localice la página Skate. Y regístrese para la prueba de juego de Skate Insider. Los primeros probadores de acceso (expertos) recibirán recompensas exclusivas en el juego, incluidas una patineta y pegatinas únicas, en el lanzamiento de acceso temprano.

  • Skate.* Está programado para el lanzamiento de acceso temprano en algún momento en 2025. Esto marca el regreso de la franquicia después de casi una década, llevando la serie a PC, PlayStation y Xbox. Ambientada en la ciudad ficticia de San Vanterdam, está diseñado como un título de servicio en vivo gratuito que promete una "evolución auténtica" de la franquicia de casi 20 años, como se detalla en una entrevista de YouTube en círculo completo.

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