Well. That was a twist. Sort of. I suppose if I’d read the signs I’d have realised the game couldn’t really end any other way. Dutch pretty much tells you what’s going to happen anyway. But it was more the stuff after that which I’d not expected at all. Yes, this is very vague if you’ve not completed it. Let me just say that the dialogue logic for all the stranger and random encounters must have been one hell of …
Since completing Lego Indiana Jones 2, Bioshock 2 is pretty much the only game I’ve played. I’ve not played it terribly far in, either, having only picked up the film camera about an hour’s play ago, and I’ve only just finished the Sinclair Hotel bit. I don’t know how far that puts me through the game, but if I assume the train line map is an indication, then perhaps a quarter? Things I’m liking so far: It’s Bioshock. Mostly. Only …
I bought this yesterday, in a deal where I got this and Mass Effect for £22.50, which was pretty good. It’s also the only thing I’ve played (so far) this weekend. First of all, I should point out that as a game, it’s nothing new. It suffers from the same irritations as most cheap and crap platformers (wonky camera, dodgy controls, item collection, and so on). However, it knows this. It even takes the michael out of itself as a …
At 57 hours game time, and on my third attempt, I completed the final mission and killed Dimitri. Game over! And around 20 minutes of credits too – they even name the office receptionist… But I wasn’t happy with the outcome. Someone dies, and I didn’t like it. So I went back to a previous save and chose to kill Dimitri then rather than work with him. The result? Another death. A different death, sure, but one that was a …
More savage deaths of poor, cute little pinatas. How cruel to children you are, Rare. All of my Whirlms are dead. One of my Sparrowmints is dead. All my moths and flies were ill from being beaten up. Horrible. Due to the huge amount of fighting between species, and being unable to separate them with fencing (my two new Bunnycombs nibbled through the fence keeping them apart from my Bunnycomb-eating Pretztail, and got eaten), I decided to cull some breeds. …
After some more practice sessions in the Palms and Dunes training areas, I entered the Palms Tournament. Tried Singles first, and once again trounced the opposition. I hope this game gets a bit more challenging soon. Well, it did in Doubles, as Neil is now even more retarded than previously. Stupid, stupid boy keeps aiming correctly, but then only swinging for 75% of the shot making every single shot fall short. And, invariably, into a water hazard or bunker. Or …