We stayed at The Standard, a fairly new luxury hotel in Manhattan's Meat Packing District, built over the High Line. Rockstar was already proving to us that last year's epicness was not a fluke. This place was amazing.
After checking into the hotel and gathering with Adam, Casey, Kyle, Jevon, Blair, Chris, and Simon, we all got into a huge van which took us to Don Hill's bar on Greenwich Street which was closed for our private event for three days. The setup was very similar to the penthouse in Rivington last year: 8 networked consoles connected to 8 plasma televisions, but in an atmosphere that fit in with the theme of The Lost and Damned. We played a little bit of single player, during which time I noticed the missions are much more varied than the missions in Niko's story. We played the new multiplayer modes for the next three hours. Some are similar to the current modes but with a biker twist, and some are completely new.
When 6:00pm came it was time to drop the controllers, and we were told to line up by the back door. Rockstar employees emerged from the darkness of a storage room with a pile of cardboard boxes and began opening them. Inside were Xbox360 Elite consoles, each custom painted glossy black with The Lost and Damned box art on both sides, and serial numbered out of 190 units, one for each of us. We also received a very sturdy Rockstar Games tote bag full of more swag, including a GTA IV pool cue complete with Rockstar Games cue chalk. We piled into the same van we had arrived in, but with half the cubic feet than before thanks to our mound of goodies, and went back to the hotel.
We dropped off the swag in our rooms and met back in the lobby at 7:30 to go to Hill Country Barbecue for dinner. Afterwards we walked a few blocks to the Empire State Building and went up to the observation deck. Thankfully there were no lines since it was late at night. Back on ground level, we needed a way back to the hotel. A limo driver parked across the street noticed us trying to hail four separate cabs, and offered to take us all back in his stretch. Score.