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<br />Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-28261474357228843432014-02-24T14:20:00.000+00:002014-02-24T14:29:36.918+00:00Weird Soundalikes in Dragon Age OriginsLast week I started my third replay of Dragon Age: Origins. I started my second too soon after my first and didn't make it through, but this time I've not only forgotten a lot of major plot points, I've also messed up in the exact same ways as last time. History repeating. With the exception of Sten, as I rescued him promptly this time, rather than (unintentionally) leaving him to rot in Lothering. But while I'd forgotten about Alistair being related to the Arl of Redcliffe, and panicked because I thought I'd messed up and left the dog behind, there were some things I remembered and that was the soundalikes. It's quite unsettling, particularly in a fantasy game, to come up against people who sound like other people. I'll try and explain why:<br />
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1) King Cailan (Simon Bird)</h4>
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3) Bodahn Feddic (Eric Idle)</h4>
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Bodahn is a particularly weird one, because he's actually voiced by Murdoch from A-Team, Dwight Schultz, which would probably be more disconcerting than who he actually sounds like, which is Eric Idle. Boring as Bodahn is, I like listening to him talk because it takes me back to the Discworld video games (Idle voiced Rincewind) and a time when story-based point and click adventures were games, no arguments and you didn't get hordes of miserable internet commenters denying their validity as part of the medium because they don't contain gunbros. <br />
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4) Zevran (Mandy Patinkin/Antonio Banderas)</h4>
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Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-25577810806531915832014-02-10T13:36:00.002+00:002014-02-10T13:41:17.864+00:00Aww Shucks Volition, You Shouldn't Have! (Or: How I know Saints Row 4 was made especially for me)<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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There are a few times in my life when I've watched a film or TV show or read a book that felt like it was made especially for me. Labyrinth is a key example of this: A film that contains David Bowie, a female protagonist, and the "if you ever need us, we're always here" ending I wanted in all fantasy films but had never been given up until that point. Spaced is a TV show that may as well have been a documentary of my early twenties, only with more laughs and less nights drinking triple vodkas in unsavoury bars. Bookwise, things like Invisible Monsters and The Knife of Never Letting Go, not so much because of their content (although crazed road trips and talking animals will always pique my interest) but because of the style in which they were written. It felt like Patrick Ness and Chuck Palahniuk were saying to me; "It doesn't have to all be beginning, middle, end, 3rd person narration. You can do some crazy shit if you want to and IT CAN WORK."<br />
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And even though I've probably now immersed myself in an almost comparable number of games to films, I had still yet to find that feeling with a game. True there were things that were generally aimed at the type of gamer I am - Mass Effect and Dragon Age appealing to the narrative-loving side of me, LBP and AC covering the unbridled, mindless fun. But so far there was nothing that felt like it was made for me. With the exception of Dragon Age 2, the female characters in all these games somewhat feel like an afterthought, even when they're the player character. Lady Shepherd is dubbed 'FemShep' for goodness sake, indicating that she's really a supporting character, while the male Shephard is the 'true' Shep. <br />
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Often in a game where the player character's gender is initially undetermined, it's obvious that there's an expectation you'll play as male. If the character's face is hidden, they'll probably look pretty masculine in their body shape and mannerisms. If other characters react to them, it's likely to be in ways that subtly indicate maleness. But the opening tutorial of SR4 does a great job of keeping the player character's gender totally ambiguous. By the time it came to customise my character, I didn't feel as I often do that I was gender swapping them (Skate 2 even specifically references this if you opt to play as female), I just felt I was giving form to the character I'd already been playing.<br />
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One of the key aspects of Spaced that succeeds in drawing in its audience is the use of pop culture references. The assumption of a shared background and interest base that its viewers will all appreciate. And this is where Saints Row 4 truly comes into its own. It at once celebrates and gently mocks an enormous number of games, movies, songs and books all of which are dear to my heart in one way or another. This has all basically been a massive preamble to get to those, so, in the style of Spaced's Homage-O-Meter, I'll attempt to cover as many as possible:<br />
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SR4 borrows a lot from Mass Effect, largely the mechanics surrounding building your team and performing loyalty missions with and for them in order to unlock their full potential. However, it also points out some of the more ridiculous aspects. Here, attempting to 'romance' your shipmates results in your character cheerfully asking some variation of "Wanna fuck?" and then getting down to business, because isn't that REALLY the end goal of Mass Effect relationships?! In an even more obvious dig at the space epic, you're presented with an option midway through the game where you're told sacrificing yourself will save mankind. Go through with it, however, and the game points out you're a fucking idiot for believing that shit.<br />
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<b>2) Infamous (and to a lesser extent The Force Unleashed)</b><br />
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One of the things that irritated me most about Infamous (stupid shitty ending aside) was how absolutely po faced Cole is throughout the acquisition of his powers. True you can play AS IF he takes great glee in blowing shit up and zooming around, but there's nothing in his voice acting to suggest that's the case. SR4's President expresses such obvious joy in experimenting with her powers, and her eagerness to try out new ones matches your own.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I've never played a MGS game, because stealth irritates the shit out of me, and Pres's annoyance at having to shoot out light bulbs, crawl through vents and wear cardboard boxes again mapped so well onto my own experiences, I had a huge smile on my face throughout the entire mission</span><br />
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You escape the simulation in a Matrix-esque spaceship to the tune of What Is Love by Haddaway. I don't feel the need to explain why this is awesome.<br />
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As I said, I've never played MGS, so this may be a reference to that, but I like to think it's about the Futurama episode where all the evil alternate characters have beards. Because you run into an evil alternate you who has... yes, a beard. (Another point where they could have made this something different for a female player, but they didn't and the game was stronger and funnier for it)<br />
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<b>6) Streets of Rage</b><br />
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The tinny sound, ridiculous dialogue and difficulty of not falling down random holes in the street is perfectly captured in the rescue mission to obtain Jonny Gat.<br />
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7) They Live</h4>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKvRpHcrOo3WG9O1Jz8xRPylYUBnXxwfSCtE0HC-HOKLOC1zUW0YmOJQGStd0ScKt3bQ_HJdYHB0ZROB9W-zTEYUKQqlV8vjRPNii55XkuHnZG5YauG_oHtQXlHrKGUSLva7-rS4CGmuOj/s1600/1f9dda6740d5cb20e1f4a49cdcf46a25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKvRpHcrOo3WG9O1Jz8xRPylYUBnXxwfSCtE0HC-HOKLOC1zUW0YmOJQGStd0ScKt3bQ_HJdYHB0ZROB9W-zTEYUKQqlV8vjRPNii55XkuHnZG5YauG_oHtQXlHrKGUSLva7-rS4CGmuOj/s1600/1f9dda6740d5cb20e1f4a49cdcf46a25.jpg" height="125" width="200" /></a>Holy crap, this was so cool, I almost cried. They Live is one of my all time favourite films. There are lots of small references to the film throughout the game, such as the posters telling you to give up and the fact that Keith David is your vice president. But when Keith loses the plot and Roddy fucking Piper turns up to recreate their epic fight before heading into a TV station and helping you take out the transmission? Genius. Sheer genius.<br />
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8) Iron Man</h4>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Late but perfectly placed in the game you get to go all Tony Stark with a pumping eighties metal track backing you up.</span><br />
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<b>9) Ghostbusters</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's Paul! Hiiiiiiiii Paul!!!</td></tr>
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You have to command a huge statue to fight a gigantic drinks can called Paul. If I have to tell you why that's all kinds of amazing, we can't be friends any more.<br />
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<b>10) Mortal Kombat</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Well, yes. He would.</td></tr>
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I'm not a massive fan of fighting games in general, or Mortal Kombat in particular, but Sub Zero's finishing move was a formative part of my adolescence for reasons I don't fully understand. So ending the big fight by tearing Zinyak's spine through his asshole seemed like a fitting conclusion.<br />
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<b>11) Opposites Attract </b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">That cat was hot. Not Brave Starr horse hot, but still hot.<b><br /></b></td></tr>
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This was the first single I ever bought. The idea of a cartoon cat singing with Paula Abdul just completely blew my tiny mind. So when the sing-a-long with Pierce happened I was singing along IRL AND in the game. I don't think I've ever had such a completely immersive, enjoyable experience in a game.<br />
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<b>12) Every 'feelgood' 80s film</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Boy can move.</td></tr>
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Post completion, Zinyak returns (with head and spine in tact) to have a dance off with all the game's major characters. And he does the caterpillar. Bravo, Volition, bravo.<br />
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During the credits, there are shades of Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure and Assassin's Creed. I really hope this gives some small indication as to where the series is going...<br />
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<a href="http://www.pinterest.com/notagoth/" target="_blank">Picture Credits </a>Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-46055820236187960722013-12-29T17:20:00.000+00:002013-12-29T17:20:14.064+00:00XCOM: Enemy Within (or All Your Favourite XCOM Action with Added Gut-Churning Horror!)<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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Wow, I think I tired myself out with all the Game
City reporting. Had to take a month
off blogging. Anyway, as expected I've played a lot of games over the last
couple of months, but the one I've deigned to tell you about is XCOM: Enemy
Within. When this was first released, I was enraged at the prospect of having
to rebuy a whole game in order to obtain what was essentially gratuitous
amounts of DLC. But being the ginormous <a href="http://repetitivegameinjury.blogspot.co.uk/2013/09/5-inevitabilities-of-xcom.html" target="_blank">XCOM nut I am</a>, I moaned for about two days and then bought
it anyway. And within moments of playing, the only thing I could find to
complain about was how goddamn orange all the UI was. And as someone who loves
a good moan, that says quite a lot. So, I give you:<br />
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5 Way Gross but Way Awesome New Additions in XCOM: Enemy Within</h3>
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1. Chryssalids in Sharks</h4>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Something's fishy...</td></tr>
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I bloody hate sharks. They're like the Michael Myers of the sea, pursuing their prey at a leisurely pace, confident in their own ability as homicidal bad asses. I also hate chryssalids, zombies and gaming against the clock, so it's like XCOM's designers assembled all my fears into one perfectly constructed nightmare fodder Recon Mission.<br />
This level really is a triumph of minimalist horror storytelling, giving you just enough to make you shit yourself. And just when you think you've endured all the spewing zombies, and racing to beat an impending air strike you can take, a chryssalid bursts out of a shark THAT WAS DISGUISED AS SCENERY. Thanks for that designers. Thanks a lot.<br />
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2. Seekers</h4>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sentinel or Seeker?</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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Okay, so they're easy to kill and quite blatantly ripped off the sentinel squid things in the Matrix, but that first encounter with these new aliens is sure to send a shiver down your spine. Cloaking and biding their time until you've forgotten they're out there, these tentacled beasties will then pop up and try to make your Rookies' eyes bulge. And not in a good way.<br />
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<br />3. Exalt</h4>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Whaddya got under there, mister?</td></tr>
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Now, I'm aware that a lot of the 'horror' I've described above is actually the product of my own fevered imagination rather than any genuine in-game scares. I accept that. And I also accept that what I'm about to say about creepy alien worshippers Exalt doesn't really help my case, but here goes. Exalt are inherently creepy because they're fanatics who shiv themselves in the neck rather than be taken alive, and pump themselves so full of alien parts they no longer know what size shirt they need, but that's not why they freak me out. They freak me out because of the imagined awfulness lurking beneath the perpetual bandana. These guys are identical, so they can't be wearing the bandanas for anonymity's sake. So what's so terrible about their mouths? (I might've thought about this too much.)<br />
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4. Augments</h4>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"I had regular feet before I joined the XCOM program."</td></tr>
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So, on the one hand XCOM:EW asks you to look at the horror wrought by fiddling about with alien DNA via the cookie cutter Aryan extremists of Exalt, but on the other hand, encourages you to give it a go on your own soldiers to gain a military advantage. Your soldiers' eyes, skin, brains, bones and innards are now just extra ways to upgrade. Give them an extra heart, chameleon skin, and super springy leg muscles, but don't think about what happens when the war is over and your uniformed abomination has to go home to its family.<br />
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5. Cybernetics</h4>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"I'll never wear peeptoe sandals again..."</td></tr>
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Perhaps the most horrifying addition is the Cybernetics Lab. When I saw previews of the Mechs, I thought "Cool, my soldiers get to be like Sigourney Weaver, fighting aliens in a mechanised suit." When the reality is: "Oh no, as a reward for her exemplary service I've amputated all my soldier's limbs and condemned her to never again knowing the touch of another human being." I feel better about Patrick Sutherland the Chameleon Kangaroo Freak going home to his kids now. At least he won't accidentally shoot their legs off with his mini-gun arm while telling them in a monotone they are down to 50% functionality. <br />
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Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-39732181335128541942013-10-30T17:53:00.001+00:002014-01-04T13:19:47.809+00:00GAMECITY SPECIAL 3: More Power!<br />
<h4>
<blockquote class="twitter-tweet">
"GTA V is a
MALE CRIME WORLD simulation, what do you expect? Flowers to
womans?" is a sentence that just appeared in my
inbox<br />
— Cara 'Spooky'Ellison
(@Carachan1) <a href="https://twitter.com/Carachan1/statuses/389475118641983488">October
13, 2013</a></blockquote>
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I know, I know, Game City is now a distant memory, but I'm going to record every little ounce of gamey goodness, godammit! So, onward! <br />
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<h4>
Cara & Keith's Power Lunch</h4>
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</h4>
I'd never attended a Power Lunch before and was a little apprehensive. The only Power Lunch I could envision was important men in starched shirts shouting at each other over a boardroom table. I arrived to find no such horrors. Cara "Flowers to Womans" Ellison (see above) and Keith "Keef" Stuart were actually presenting a friendly, chat-show style live stream and we were the studio audience!<br />
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First guests were <a href="http://repetitivegameinjury.blogspot.co.uk/2013/10/gamecity-special-2-leigh-alexander.html" target="_blank">Ed Stern</a> (who's now kindly provided a <a href="http://www.bongoludo.com/writing-things-more-gud/" target="_blank">link list for all the stuff he talked about here and in the workshop</a>) and Tali Goldstein from indie developer Minority. However, as I attended another talk by Tali which I'll mention at length later, for now I'll skip to the remaining guests: pixel artist <a href="http://pietepiet.net/" target="_blank">Paul Veer</a> and <a href="http://www.rgcd.co.uk/" target="_blank">RGCD</a>'s James Monkman. As the pair discussed the fact that retro is finally a valid stylistic choice rather than just an era of gaming, I drifted off a little thinking about the uniqueness of Game City and the strangeness it brings to my home city. Paul and James are both respected in their fields and yet spent their Game City week demonstrating their skills to members of the public who had no idea who they were. Paul spent the week in Market Square drawing pixel puppies for every child that asked. James spent his Game City in the Open Arcade, demoing games to kids more used to hyper realistic immersive worlds than simple 8-bit levels. And yet, neither they, nor many of the other talented individuals giving their time and effort to Game City ever seemed like they felt it was beneath them, or that they'd rather be speaking to fellow developers than kids who called them 'Mister Arcade Man.' I think that's pretty great and I hope it's an attitude Game City always retains.<br />
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Stupid and Contagious: Games at the Turn of an Age</h4>
I attended a lot of Leigh Alexander's stuff, partly because she's great and her work interests me, and partly because I feel a duty to attend anything by a female speaker as they are still, unfortunately, something of a rarity in the industry. As Leigh discussed the film, music and culture surrounding early games development and the way that culture had affected games then and now, I was struck by the similarities of our childhoods, despite growing up on different continents. Leigh's exactly one week older than me, so maybe that closeness in age (plus a shared love of Nirvana and the Dark Crystal) is part of the reason I found her talk so intriguing. However, I was delighted to see the young man alongside me feverishly noting down the Riot Grrl bands Leigh mentioned. Obviously it struck a chord with him too.<br />
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Silent Enemy: Global Reveal</h4>
Speaking of striking a chord brings me nicely to Tali's second talk. I knew a little of Papo and Yo prior to attending. It's on my 'To Play' list, as when it was released, it was lauded as a triumph of storytelling, challenging the player to think about alcoholism and its effects on those touched by it. Watching the trailer in which a young boy escapes the reality of his world to move buildings and soar with a robot in the favelas of Brazil renewed my desire to play.<br />
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But seeing <a href="http://www.weareminority.com/silent-enemy/" target="_blank">Minority's next game</a>, hearing Tali speak about it, and seeing the audience's reaction to it did more than that. I didn't just want to play the game, I wanted to support Minority in their endeavours, because what they're doing is wonderful and important. Silent Enemy is, on face value, a simple puzzle game in which an Inuit boy must utilise his animal friends to cross the bleak and snowy landscape. But when the crows arrive and attack the boy, it's clear there's more to it than that. They beat him, take his stuff, taunt him and his friends, a rabbit and a bear, are powerless to stop them. The player can effectively choose how badly the crows treat him, but they cannot prevent the incident altogether.<br />
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After the brief video playthrough, I realised I was close to tears and not entirely sure why. I glanced around and saw several others sniffing, or dabbing their eyes. Tali went on to explain that the vast majority of the Minority team had suffered bullying and they wanted to make a game about that experience. How it felt and how they overcame it.<br />
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About the only positive thing I can say about my bully is that he was creative. He called me Tosh <br />
Lines (the implication being that he thought I had a bushy moustache. If he thought it was bad then, he should see it now. It's verging on lustrous.) and mocked me for the colour of my socks, the style of my shirt and the brand of crisps I ate. Utterly ridiculous trivial shit looking back, but at the time it mattered. It mattered so much I hated myself, hated every day I had to spend anywhere near him (But still stubbornly refused to change my socks, shirt or moustache. Because I may have been a kid, but I was still ME.)<br />
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Silent Enemy made me sad because it reminded me what it is to be helpless in the face of someone else's cruelty. But from hearing Tali speak, it seems Silent Enemy also seeks to remind players that the bullying is not all there is. There's friendship and loyalty and learning to be strong. How many other games can say they teach kids that? Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-186549090520140392013-10-22T18:33:00.002+01:002013-10-30T16:18:00.896+00:00GAMECITY SPECIAL 2: A Leigh Alexander SandwichA full and exhausting day yesterday. Here's what went down:<br />
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Broadway Breakfast</h4>
I realised while eating my fry-up that the grilled tomato was the first piece of fruit/veg I'd had in about four days. This made me depressed, but I wasn't able to stay down for long, as the effervescent Leigh Alexander arrived and showed us the video that had introduced her to the Ways of the English:<br />
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Games Writing Workshop</h4>
I remember getting very excited by Brink's beautiful art and immersive world, and then dismissing it when I found it was a FPS. I don't mind watching other people play FPS's, but they aren't for me. I know my reasoning is a little weird, but rather than finding myself immersed in the game story, I find not having a visible character to roleplay makes it difficult for me to relate to the world and NPCs. I know it's strange, but I tried the recent Deus Ex and found that I just didn't care about any of the characters and I don't think it was the writing's fault - I think if I'd been able to 'be' Adam throughout, I would have felt far more engaged. Anyway, the point I'm clumsily attempting to make, is that unlike, say, GTAV, my reason for ultimately not buying Brink had nothing to do with the story. <br />
Therefore, I was extremely excited to see the late edition of a writing workshop with Splash Damage's Ed Stern on Game City's schedule. If there's one thing I love even more than talking about games or talking about writing, it's talking about games writing.<br />
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I won't paraphrase his entire talk, but Ed was stunningly knowledgeable about a huge range of books, films and plays which he referenced in interesting, unique ways. Of the many things I learned from him, his catchphrases "The Fleets Meet" and "Exploit the Clunk" were probably the most memorable. With "The Fleets Meet" Ed pointed out that while in movies seeing this on a script would be a production team's worst nightmare, in games, it's not really a big deal. Crowd physics, particularly of things like spaceships or vehicles, aren't particularly complex, and generating tons of the things isn't either. Therefore, in games it's important to be aware of what the equivalent is. In this case, something that would be incredibly easy in film - a close up of an actor's face portraying an emotion. Because unless you're at a massive studio like Naughty Dog or Quantic Dream, it's unlikely you'll have the technology to do this effectively, and even if you ARE at one of those studios, they're going to try and cut as many of those moments as possible to try and keep costs down.<br />
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I learned lots of other things that I'll be using in future projects, but I'm not telling you, because I don't want you to be better than me. So there.<br />
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Blue Monday</h4>
In the evening it was over to tiny but lovely bar, Suede, for sexy talk with real-life couple Leigh Alexander and Quintin Smith. As I've mentioned before, games have a <a href="http://repetitivegameinjury.blogspot.co.uk/2010/03/heavy-rain.html" target="_blank">hard time representing sexy times </a>and that was the basis for this talk. Examining various games and platforms, from mermaid sex oddities to seedy sex-based virtual worlds, to modern attempts at injecting sensuality and responsibility into love and relationships, the pair examined why games get it so wrong and how they can begin to get it right. The ultimate consensus was that games are trying to run before they can walk, and attempting to convey complex relationships when even the basics of friendships are only nominally touched on in the vast majority of games. Until we've had more Animal Crossings, we can't have more... well, it was agreed there pretty much aren't any games with good sex scenes, so maybe that should be we can't have our FIRST sexy game.<br />
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I've come over all unnecessary. I'm going for a lie down.Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-5935623399676145712013-10-20T19:34:00.000+01:002013-10-20T19:39:30.943+01:00GAMECITY SPECIAL 1: Turtle, Turtle, Turtle... PIG!As Nottingham's wonderfully huge and varied <a href="http://festival.gamecity.org/" target="_blank">video game festival</a> is back for another year of fun and frolics, I thought I'd veer off message for a few posts and instead recount the fun to be had at GameCity. <br />
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Throughout it's 8 year history, I've had only minimal involvement with GameCity, mainly taking advantage of talks and social events held at Antenna, my personal highlight being Rebecca Mayes' talk and performance.<br />
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But now, through the power of freelance, I'm able to organise my schedule in such a way as to soak in all the gaming goodness I can take. This began on Friday night visiting the opening event with a bunch of my former colleagues. <br />
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Pixel Pyros, a Brighton-based company, brought their huge, interactive digital firework display to a massive screen mounted in front of the Council House. As a hater of fireworks (there was a terrible mishap with a Roman Candle and a canoe that I'd rather not talk about) the idea of pretty coloured lights that couldn't fall off their makeshift launching platform and shoot flaming missiles of death directly into your non-fireproof body sounded really great.<br />
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And it was, although the laser element should probably have come with an epilepsy warning. Even more fun than the fireworks themselves was watching the members of the crowd playing at launching them. Feverishly waving their arms in front of the glowing trigger orbs, some turning it into a dance, some not even looking at the effect they were having, just hammering away like cavemen bashing on rocks, lost in primal noise-making. Just as our most curmudgeonly colleague was complaining that it was boring and the graphics weren't even very good despite just being coloured dots, Pixel Pyros switched it up by throwing in a massive game of space invaders. At this point, ol' moany piped up; "Ooh, shall we play?" and skipped off to join a sizeable queue of prospective button pushers.<br />
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I stayed where I was, preferring to watch and hurl abuse at those not pulling their weight than actually partaking myself. After my colleagues had laid waste to the alien onslaught, the game changed again to a frenetic multiplayer version of Asteroids. After a tense moment where a tiny asteroid circled the screen for what felt like a full minute with no-one able to shoot it, the level was cleared, and the game cycled back to fireworks to give those still waiting in line their chance to flap around dementedly. We took this as our cue to head off for alcoholic beverages.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6zm_Bs9EWwR6m12JtT0E4SgnIpliy5RDtWeT1H9es5YZTEFfq4KhP6hdsWPls_4k2XIJ13KTWSaVX3XJshnxJ43KHp82GidK6g4hPpZeqAv2woaAuj6FrRF49nLWiqYpnKA8pGFtHfwfr/s1600/FroggerSA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6zm_Bs9EWwR6m12JtT0E4SgnIpliy5RDtWeT1H9es5YZTEFfq4KhP6hdsWPls_4k2XIJ13KTWSaVX3XJshnxJ43KHp82GidK6g4hPpZeqAv2woaAuj6FrRF49nLWiqYpnKA8pGFtHfwfr/s1600/FroggerSA.jpg" width="320" /></a>Day Two of Game City, I didn't have a whole lot of time, as I was enroute to a birthday shindig in Sheffield, but I managed to squeeze in a nosey at the big dance-mat controlled game of Frogger happening in Market Square and a trip to the Open Arcade (which I'll get to, calm down). While watching a small girl send the suicidal amphibian leaping between articulated lorries, I was horrified to hear a man in his forties remark to his son; "Look, you gotta get the green fing frew the traffic or summat. Y'wanna go?" I fought down the urge to grab him by the lapels of his jacket and scream; "HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW WHAT FROGGER IS?!" and instead proceeded to the arcade.<br />
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Filled with my natural enemy, the small child, Open Arcade was heaving with noise and movement. But for once, rather than being driven to an incandescent rage at all those sticky hands clinging to controllers, it made me smile to see a small boy tugging at his mother's arm as she was thoroughly engrossed in a game of Wonderboy, before heading off to play Micro Machines with a Game City rep while waiting for her to finish her run.<br />
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The only game that was unoccupied was Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and I quickly found out why. I originally owned this game on the Atari ST, but this was the NES edition, and so I will blame my complete lack of ability on that. After getting Raphael squashed under a tank in a matter of seconds, I rapidly offed Donatello by taking too long to master the crouch/hit combo and being devoured by the bat/cockroach/rat things swooping about in the sewers. Michaelangelo fared a little better, but after approximately 500 attempts to clear a large gap requiring a double jump and successful attack, I was forced to <strike>throw down my controller in a temper</strike> quietly retire to the Coffee House. <br />
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Space Farmers</h4>
Today, nursing hangovers and with the Corporation's awesome setlist still pounding in our ears, my husband and I returned to the Arcade to experience it together. Today, all the consoles were in use, but the developer stalls were less saturated, so we sidled over to the wonderfully named <a href="http://www.bumpkinbrothers.com/" target="_blank">Bumpkin Brothers</a> to try out their co-op adventure puzzle game <a href="http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/andybumpkin/space-farmers-cooperative-action-adventure-puzzle?ref=kickspy" target="_blank">Space Farmers</a>.<br />
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It shames me to say that my 'exhaustion' then overtook me with such force, I was unable to catch the name of the next game we played and after one round of fast moving, Wipeout-like racing, we were both left feeling rather overheated and queasy and had to beat a hasty retreat from the poor dev. Hopefully he'll be there tomorrow so I can have another go when feeling less fragile.<br />
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<br />Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-75853423199512964182013-09-24T17:39:00.000+01:002014-01-04T13:28:48.154+00:005 Inevitabilities of XCOM<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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With <a href="http://uk.gamespot.com/news/xcom-enemy-within-too-big-to-be-dlc-for-360-and-ps3-6413975" target="_blank">XCOM: Enemy Within </a>due to launch in November and <a href="http://www.edge-online.com/review/the-bureau-xcom-declassified-review/" target="_blank">The Bureau: XCOM Declassified </a>looking like an embarrassing, poorly conceived mess, I thought it was about time I dusted off XCOM: Enemy Unknown for another round of heavy floater flushing. EU is that rarity in the console world - a RTS that works. Buggy and chuggy it may be (there are some crazy frame rates on some of the larger downed spaceships) but with just a few customisation options and neat little touches XCOM has succeeded in creating characters I have way more affection for than Niko Bellic or Nathan Drake. My Scottish Assault guy, Robert Hill, is nicknamed 'Mad Dog'. I like to think Firaxis did this on purpose. Whether intentional or not, his name, nationality and ginger crew cut tells me all I need to know about Rabbie 'Mad Dog' Hill. Like Ukrainian Heavy Mikhail 'Casino' Petrov, it's easy to imagine these soldier's lives and personalities outside of an alien invasion. <br />
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But as much as XCOM gives, it loves to take away. I'm excited by the forthcoming heavy mechs and the new squiddy-looking enemies, but I'm sure there will be more alien species they have yet to show us which will be insanely bastard hard. And that's why you should steel yourself to the<br />
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You can train them to have an advantage on higher ground then grapple or archangel them up to the highest point on the map, you can level them up til their aim is at max and then give them a scope so it tops 100, but when your rookie is at the mercy of a Muton Elite, or a trio of Chryssalids, or even just a Thin Man who refuses to die, your sniper will let their ammo fly uselessly into the ether, dispassionately telling you; "Shot failed to connect,"as if they didn't just cost the young blood of XCOM his life.<br />
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Like when you've spent a few turns carefully lowering a Beserker's health so you can sneak in and stun him, only to have him move and get taken out with that critical you needed earlier when the Sectopod was going around blowing everyone up and both your snipers missed even though they had an eighty-fucking-five-percent chance to hit, and it's also a RUDDY MASSIVE ROBOT. (Apart from when it's on the autopsy table later. As if autopsying a robot isn't weird enough, it's also now the size of an average horse. Check that out next time you replay. It's like some Lord of the Rings sizing continuity.)<br />
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3) When you get bored and decide to dash in, a fuckton of Chryssalids will show up and eat your soldiers' faces off</h4>
Even once you've beefed up your soldiers' defences, these guys run in packs and it only takes strikes from a couple of them before the third one is chowing down on tasty eyeballs. <br />
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4) Ethereals will possess your best soldier and/or the one with the best weapon</h4>
So now you're not just fighting an alien that can flay you alive with its mind, but also that guy you trained and armed with a huge, expensive gun that fires deadly green spooge.<br />
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5) A car will go from solid to exploded heap of burning wreckage in less than the space of a turn, killing your only Support</h4>
"Impossible", you may say, "a car can only explode at the end of a turn, so you can get out of the way." You may say that, but then you, sir, are a ninny. Because in XCOM world, what happens is this. You set up a couple of your team on overwatch because there are a lot of Mutons about. Then, scooch your Support up to a nice big SUV because it gives good cover and you're not going to leave her there long, and remember all those Mutons? Now you move your Assault, and he triggers more mutons to come running in. Your Heavies fire wildly like the mindless bovine bastards they are, missing the Mutons and setting the car aflame, technically still within your turn. Now your turn is over, and the Mutons have shot your Support, but she's still alive because her armour is good, but the SUV's exploded because it's not your turn any more and now she's dead and you never had chance to move her out of harm's way and that's how XCOM do.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The ciiiiiiircle of life!</td></tr>
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<a href="http://www.pinterest.com/notagoth/boards/" target="_blank">Picture credits</a>Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-75685241164614900572013-09-05T18:00:00.002+01:002013-09-05T18:00:52.351+01:00Slave to ConventionSo, after Just Cause 2 became unplayable due to freezing issues, and attempting to construct levels in Little Big Planet reminded me why I gave up last time around (no patience or artistic ability) I needed something to get my teeth into. I went for a game I've mentioned wanting to play a couple of times - Enslaved: Odyssey to the West. <br />
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Enslaved is written by Alex Garland, whom I have a love/hate relationship with. Dredd, 28 Days Later, Sunshine - all pretty darn good (although on a second viewing, Sunshine made less sense than I remembered), The Beach - a fucking abomination. One of the few movies I have actually considered walking out of at the cinema. Even Robert Carlyle on top creepy drug dealer form couldn't save that movie. So... I was a little suspicious, but had seen and heard good things, so was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt.<br />
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Enslaved has possibly the best opening sequence of any game I've played. I'm trying to think of one that betters it, and I can't. Thrown straight into the action, you're on a spaceship, it's crashing, and you need to not die. That's pretty much all the exposition you get, and it works. My heart was thumping as I leapt through burning debris and scrambled along collapsing pipework. After surviving that ordeal, I was able to get to know the character I was controlling; Monkey.<br />
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It says a lot about the state of modern games characters that I found myself thinking; "Oh, well, at least he isn't classically handsome."At first glance, Andy Serkis's everyday mug is the only thing that distinguishes Monkey from the obligatory tall, white, muscle-bound guy that takes the lead in every game since ever. But, as ever with Serkis's performances, Monkey proves to be a more interesting guy than expected, with greater depth and sensitivity than most stacked games lugs can offer. Opposite Monkey, is Jolie-alike Trip, a voluptuous, wide-eyed engineer, who makes up for her lack of combat skills (at first) with a wealth of technical abilities.<br />
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Enslaved is relatively well-known for being critically acclaimed but commercially unsuccessful. Many felt that the <a href="http://www.1up.com/reviews/enslaved-odyssey-west-review" target="_blank">art style was outstanding</a> and the <a href="http://www.edge-online.com/review/enslaved-odyssey-west-review/" target="_blank">storyline mature and nuanced</a>. While I'd definitely agree about the art style - Enslaved looks unique and every scene pops with colour and definition, I have to call bullshit on the storyline stuff.<br />
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As I said, Trip is initially pretty resourceful. She traps Monkey in a slave headband, reprograms everything in sight and constructs a handy little dragonfly reconnaissance fella out of junk. But the use of her as a gameplay 'tool' (Monkey literally throws her about in some sections because she's apparently incapable of jumping or climbing on her own) made me uneasy, and later my uneasiness was confirmed when Pigsy announced: "You stay behind, Trip. This is man's work." I couldn't decide whether this was some kind of Garlandy attempt at postmodern irony, but the reality is Trip WAS left behind, and wasn't considered capable enough to do the incredibly manly work of climbing up a crane, even though she'd already climbed numerous similar structures in earlier sections of the game. Up until this point, Trip and Monkey were represented relatively equally: Trip's outfit is unnecessarily skimpy, but then Monkey doesn't wear a shirt and is about as close to being sexualised as I've seen in a male character. Trip's not that strong, but then Monkey isn't that bright. Trip has a silly hair accessory, but then Monkey has a stupid scarf-belt. But now, we're told that an obese, elderly, disabled man is the better choice for climbing a crane than Trip. Essentially, ANYONE but a girl.<br />
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I've played on, and while I find Monkey and Trip's burgeoning romance mildly diverting, I've fallen so far out of love with the game, it doesn't have the impact that would've been possible if I hadn't felt alienated. The relationship has been soured by Trip bleating "Help, help, Monkey, HELP!" as she clung to the back of a runaway mech. (Just let go, you stupid cow!) I'll get to the end out of a sense of duty, rather than a desire for discovery, which is a shame.<br />
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<br />Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-90016330232590393922013-08-21T17:09:00.000+01:002013-08-21T17:09:39.087+01:00Origins Schmorigins<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCEt-fWn6-EJYUXVFI4XFlw_xCfHPJx6iubClM9551TZ6awCB95lfSvvlNjbUilFxBGAmeBTe0ucISs-jaeGYmKVQxQUOO6V3oJNHHYlGZ738YN1BEK7xF1Uk9OFG4W_YA25CReIX7yRiH/s1600/manbat.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCEt-fWn6-EJYUXVFI4XFlw_xCfHPJx6iubClM9551TZ6awCB95lfSvvlNjbUilFxBGAmeBTe0ucISs-jaeGYmKVQxQUOO6V3oJNHHYlGZ738YN1BEK7xF1Uk9OFG4W_YA25CReIX7yRiH/s1600/manbat.png" height="320" width="254" /></a>While I'm far more Marvel than DC, Batman has always been one of my favourite superheroes. He's miserable and kinda messed up and reacts to the death of his parents by playing weird vigilante dress up. And he's not even really a superhero, he's just rich and smart and angry.<br />
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I enjoyed the old campy TV show, and the stylised Tim Burton movies and the gritty Christopher Nolan movies. I even enjoyed Arnie as Mr Freeze and George Clooney having a batsuit with nipples. I've only read a couple of the comics (I generally stick with non-superhero comics like Hellblazer and Preacher. All right, they're kind of superheroes, but not in the traditional sense.) but I liked those too. So it's no real surprise, that while I wasn't desperate to own Arkham Asylum, I got it eventually.<br />
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And it blew me away. I loved everything about it. Punching bad guys in the face, or creeping around in the shadows, sniggering as they lose their shit in fear. Scanning for the solution to riddles and finally managing to line up that elusive dot with the familiar question mark. Running into old favourite enemies and getting to know new ones. (I'd never encountered Zsasz before, but thoroughly enjoyed being creeped out by his increasingly deranged voicemail messages.)<br />
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So when Arkham City came around and it was billed as bigger and better AND YOU GOT TO PLAY AS CATWOMAN!!! I was mega-excited. I built it up in my mind to be the best thing evar in all the world. So it was kinda obvious I was heading for disappointment. I found the story somewhat below par (although I was impressed by the ending) as it appeared overstuffed with bad guys (within the first couple of hours, it's possible to encounter Penguin, Joker, Harley Quinn, Mr Freeze, Two Face, Black Mask, Hugo Strange and Ra's al Ghul) and the lack of sympathetic characters to speak to left me wondering what I was fighting for. Arkham Asylum managed to convey a sense of putting things to rights, whereas Arkham City felt too far gone for redemption. <br />
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However, on a second playthrough, there was more to appreciate. Catwoman's sections really are great, and playing someone more morally ambiguous brings a much-needed change in tone to the relentless bad guy encounters. (I tried to find a bad Catwoman cosplay to illustrate this point, but all Catwoman cosplayers are total badasses. There really were no bad ones. So look at Anne Hathaway instead.)<br />
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The sidequests and the stories they tell are actually far more compelling than the main storyline. The softer side of Mr Freeze conveyed in his side mission leaves you feeling like Batman's actually been kind of a shit to that guy all along. The Identity Theft killer is about as dark as Batman gets, and the desire to give Ellis what's coming to him (a desire that is denied) is overwhelming. Following Azrael around the city, at first intensely irritating, gradually becomes more and more intriguing, until his final enigmatic words. It was these stories that left me really wanting more. The Joker's demise had really opened things up, Crane's bits and bobs lying around indicated that the Scarecrow was going to be the next big baddie, and although I was hugely infuriated by some of his segments in Asylum, I also found them to be some of the best in the game. And that's before you even get on to finding out what Azrael was on about and giving Ellis a good kicking for being a weird face-slicing little nutbag.<br />
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But then, it happens. First, the news Rocksteady won't be taking the reins with the third Arkham installment, instead offering advice to WB Montreal as they assume creative control. They don't seem very experienced, having only made a Scooby Doo game and <a href="http://chima.lego.com/en-gb/games/lavals-journey/" target="_blank">Lego Legends of Chima</a>, which seems to me to be a blatant Thundercats ripoff, but Rocksteady were unknown when they got Arkham Asylum, so it's not a big deal. Okay, okay, I can get over that. <br />
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But then it all comes out. Arkham 3 is going to be an Origin story. Another bloody origin story. I'm sick of origin stories. I don't want to see heroes all weak and bumbling and pre-heroic, I want to see them kicking ass and taking names. I'm fed up of the Joker. We get a reprieve from Mark Hamill this time around (<a href="http://repetitivegameinjury.blogspot.co.uk/2013/07/equus-ferus-computerus.html" target="_blank">I am not a fan of his work</a>) but he'll still be wisecracking and doing that laugh that sounds like he needs to clear his throat and being overly familiar. Oh, Bats again, is it? How do you like Jokes? How's that for a nickname? How about I call you Clowny JJ? Jo Jo the Clownface Boy? Little Joey Jokepants? Don't like that do you? No. So shut up.<br />
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There's also the stuff that doesn't make sense. Like how come, when he first started out, Batman's level of crime scene analysis was far more sophisticated than it is now? Did he just get jaded and think; "Yeah, this utilising hologramatic projections of crimes is too much like hard work. I'll just stick with plain ol' detective vision. What's a few people's lives and escaped criminals when compared to the effort of having to use technology that takes seconds and improves my chances?" <br />
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Hopefully Arkham Origins will prove me wrong and be something so amazing I'll overlook that annoying inconsistency and be waiting desperately for part four. As long as it's not another <a href="http://repetitivegameinjury.blogspot.co.uk/2013/07/skip-to-end.html" target="_blank">FFXIII</a>, we're good.<br />
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<a href="http://pinterest.com/notagoth/pins/" target="_blank">Acknowedgementy bit</a><br />
<br />Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-51210180202586527962013-08-15T16:04:00.002+01:002013-08-21T17:15:42.536+01:00Why Do You Hate Me, EA Sports Active 2 Personal Trainer, WHY?!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mario, you smug prick.</td></tr>
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It's no big secret that I don't like exercise. I was picked last for everything in PE at school and rightly so. I was more likely to score an own goal or incapacitate a member of my own team, due to a mixture of extreme inadequacy combined with a pathologically short attention span and a determined lack of enthusiasm for any sport that didn't involve a horse.<br />
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I'm one of those trick thin people, where I don't actually have any muscle and all the muscle I appear to have is actually cunningly constructed out of fat. Because of this, and my love for all chocolate and cheese-based foodstuffs, my beloved frequently worries for my health. He knows that while I'll consider 8 hours of tactically sniping aliens time well spent, I begrudge spending even 20 minutes doing exercise. (Unless a horse is involved, obv.) So he got smart, that wiley Northerner, and bought EA Sports Active 2.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shut up.</td></tr>
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At first glance, this is just one step up from a workout DVD. A chirpy fuckwit orders you around, <br />
cheerily giving pointers to help you be the you you know you can be, or some other barely coherent motivational bullshit. You sweat, and you strain, and you get out of breath and at the end of it nothing's different except you hate the instructor even more than you hate yourself. <br />
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But then it throws in gamey stuff. There's trophies for things like burning more calories, or completing 2 hours of exercise, or trying one of each exercise type. The leg and arm bands it makes you wear monitor your heart rate and how well you recover compared to last time and plots it into a little chart, encouraging you to beat your last score. You can construct your own workouts with the handy tools and then get rewards for completing them.<br />
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And EA have done something really clever, though possibly unintentional, with their trainer. Rather than being comforting and encouraging, she's actually a patronising cow. Her praise ("I know you worked hard for that!") is just as infuriating as her taunts ("C'mon, you're going to have to run faster than that to keep up with me.") Even as I find myself in a sweaty heap on the floor, illogically waving the leg monitor in front of the TV so she can see it and screaming "I DID COMPLETE THE REP!!! I COMPLETED THE REP YOU BITCH!!!" I know I'll still do another workout on my next training day, because I don't want to give that pissy little cow the satisfaction of being able to say; "It seems like you missed a few workouts... never mind, I'm sure you'll catch up."<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I might've known.</td></tr>
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<a href="http://pinterest.com/notagoth/pins/" target="_blank">Acknowledgements</a>Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-20867974039639022422013-08-02T16:15:00.001+01:002013-08-02T16:22:51.676+01:00Freeze and Burn - Just Cause 2I'm not sure how I feel about demos. Jesse Schell recently suggested that <a href="http://www.gamespot.com/news/game-demos-can-hurt-sales-suggests-research-6410863" target="_blank">demos negatively affect sales.</a> In my experience, they have had close to zero effect on my purchasing choices. I hated the Mass Effect 2 demo so vehemently, I vowed never to buy the game. Bioware inexplicably chose a mission in which pretty much nothing happens, and it also froze my PS3 several times before I managed a complete playthrough. Fortunately, my dear husband forgot [zoned out] my moaning and bought it for me anyway, and it's now one of my favourite games of all time.<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ-z0uk8xKnNxiXDT-88mft3jQyH9yX8vQIIXkxHzgHiZraW0lWwHfgY-VTEt-d-7imovO76KFwfKcokZFsgzXVtxgUrcnesZiSJQM2il1qfI76VtVa97uRn-Hqc98YGDx3WVHq8JG-6HU/s1600/puppy+shooting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ-z0uk8xKnNxiXDT-88mft3jQyH9yX8vQIIXkxHzgHiZraW0lWwHfgY-VTEt-d-7imovO76KFwfKcokZFsgzXVtxgUrcnesZiSJQM2il1qfI76VtVa97uRn-Hqc98YGDx3WVHq8JG-6HU/s1600/puppy+shooting.jpg" height="141" width="320" /></a>The Heavy Rain demo took 12 hours to download on my shitty internet connection and confirmed what I already knew to be the case - that it felt like a playable movie, wouldn't be for everyone and that David Cage could probably make a game where you shoot puppies in the face for nine hours and I'd buy it because I'm a <a href="http://repetitivegameinjury.blogspot.co.uk/2010/03/heavy-rain.html" target="_blank">pathetic slave to Quantic Dream</a>. <br />
Enslaved was a great demo and I WILL buy it some day, and probably would have with or without the demo anyway as it's beautiful and story driven. In fact, the only reason I say close to zero rather than zero is Just Cause 2. This demo froze my PS3 repeatedly too, but there was no way I was gonna let that put me off buying it...<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3DCFQa52ToxNQcJu1zASCBAlxsfCc1V5z55xDgQevYOEALInM9O8m2x9me1aVuR_HeCggJLP83dvQILtXezjZGDrWAgulO0lOmZQlbnqMRnwFYe3NnAWuuQYsQgSxGo98MFhKK4B9bZOf/s1600/ronery_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3DCFQa52ToxNQcJu1zASCBAlxsfCc1V5z55xDgQevYOEALInM9O8m2x9me1aVuR_HeCggJLP83dvQILtXezjZGDrWAgulO0lOmZQlbnqMRnwFYe3NnAWuuQYsQgSxGo98MFhKK4B9bZOf/s1600/ronery_1.jpg" /></a>I never played the original, and I'm guessing it doesn't matter. Here is a game that really doesn't look like something I'd usually play. The story's a thin excuse for blowing shit up. The main character is a sleazy South American stereotype who swaggers around in a leather vest with a scorpion on it. The women look tough, but they all need Scorpio (Oh didn't I mention that? Yeah, his nickname's Scorpio. So he wears a scorpion jacket. Or maybe it's because of the scorpion jacket. As I say, didn't play the first one where this vital plot point will obviously have been explained...) to blow shit up for them, and call him their hero when he does. His main ally is an irritating Texan gasbag who likes anagrams, because the developers have mistakenly thought including this only mildly relevant fact would inject him with some much needed personality. The game is so packed full of stereotypes, it's like a Conservative Party handbook on racial profiling. The 'Panauans' (The game takes place on the fictional island of Panau) manage to be offensive to Koreans, Russians, Indians, French and Malaysians via an assortment of awful voice acting, terrible accents and cliched wardrobe decisions. In fact, some accents were so bad, I couldn't even identify the intended country of origin. I *think* there may have been an English guy and a German bloke in there, but I really have no idea. I expect the final showdown with Kim Jong Il... I mean... Pandak Panay will involve trying to kick him over a balcony while he sings 'I'm So Ronery.'<br />
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The game is so fun! It's a simple thing that a lot of developers (and yes, my hero Cage is also guilty of this) sometimes allow to fall by the wayside in favour of being emotionally affecting or demonstrating groundbreaking new development techniques.<br />
Just Cause 2's determined ignorance of physics becomes endearing (although also dizzying) as you zing around with your grappling hook, pulling down statues of Panay and blowing up state owned petrol stations because reasons. Hearing the guards yell "Catch him laaaaaaaaaa!" is as funny as it is embarrassingly crass and stupid. Just Cause 2 allows you to be a spy in the most ludicrous, bombastic manner, racing speedboats, riding motorbikes off cliffs and then parachuting to safety, hijacking helicopters in midair and setting charges in munitions factory chimneys before basejumping clear as it detonates. I could literally do all that all day long.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yep, that pretty much covers it</td></tr>
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<a href="http://pinterest.com/notagoth/boards/" target="_blank">Acknowledgements and Stuff</a>Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-59966884475308027682013-07-22T09:37:00.001+01:002013-07-22T09:38:52.859+01:00Skip to the EndOkay, so I gave in. Final Fantasy obviously didn't WANT me to finish it, or it wouldn't have been so goddamn tedious. I watched an ending video on Youtube to make sure I wasn't missing anything. It didn't make a whole lotta sense. I googled 'FF13 ending' and there are a whole host of forum discussions about what it all means. What I took it to mean is; the writers couldn't write for shit.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cieth Fang - bringing sexy back</td></tr>
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To cut a (ridiculously, unnecessarily) long story short, Fang goes Cieth and wrecks the place up, everyone else kills a Falcie, Cocoon turns to crystal and everyone from Cocoon, including people who were previously dead or crystallised, turn up on Pulse and all live happily ever after because presumably the massive killer creatures that dogged the party's steps for the entire game are no longer an issue. So, that would have been worth playing 80 hours for, right? Mmm. So sad to see a franchise die on its arse like that. No wonder part 2's down to £10 in Grainger already.<br />
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Should've seen it coming though. All the clues for abysmal storytelling were there pretty early on:<br />
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1. Sazh is a Danny Glover analogue </h3>
He even says, repeatedly, "I'm getting too old for this."<br />
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2. Brand placement</h3>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This guy made good life choices</td></tr>
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Positioning of female's brands: Fang - arm, Vanille -upper thigh, Lightning - tit.<br />
Positioning of male's brands: Hope - wrist, Sazh - collar bone, Snow . . . wrist. So, the writers could picture three body parts on ladies, two of which are rather saucy. And on men . . . two. I'm not saying they had to give Snow a scrotal tat or anything (although that would have evened things up a bit) but am I alone in wanting a big ugly brand right across Hope's pretty little face? Just think it could've added another dimension to his character is all. Giving him a healthy 2 dimensions.<br />
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3. They couldn't think of more than 4 vehicles...</h3>
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So, the Eidolons are all transformers right? And all those transformers are based on modes of transport? The <a href="http://repetitivegameinjury.blogspot.co.uk/2009/08/suitably-out-of-date-news.html" target="_blank">Shiva twins</a> are a motorbike, <a href="http://repetitivegameinjury.blogspot.co.uk/2013/07/equus-ferus-computerus.html" target="_blank">Odin's a horse</a>, Brynhildr's a midlife crisis car, Bahamut's a dragon/jet. But Hecatoncheir and Alexander? Let's leave their shitty names to one side, and consider that Hecaton is a ride-on gun, and Alexander is a walking castle. WTF? I can think of at least five things they could've been that would've been cooler and made more sense within the context of the other Eidolons. For a start, by settling on one or the other for Bahamut, they could've left themselves with a dragon or a jet. Then they've still got: griffon, tank, helicopter, truck, dinosaur, and that's without really going into fantasy vehicles, spaceships and animals. But nope, FF13's writers went to 'Castle' before they went to T-Rex. And I know a lot was made of Alexander representing Hope's desire for safety and stability, but if he couldn't feel safe riding a robot T-Rex then the kid's a fucking asshole.<br />
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So now, it's on to Just Cause 2, which is proving to be just the fast-moving, mindless antidote I needed to all this pseudo-deep shit. Round up on that in the next installment.Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-14765725831037033932013-07-09T10:52:00.000+01:002013-08-21T17:17:37.218+01:00Equus Ferus ComputerusSo, I'm still doggedly plodding through FFXIII. Just got to the top of Taejin's Tower and am now thoroughly stuck on Dahaka. Can't remember him being a problem last time, so I'm not sure where I went wrong on this playthrough. Forums are filled with helpful tips like 'Use Saboteurs to debuff and then heal when he harms you.' Oh, really? Because I was just feeding him cakes and holding the controller in my feet.<br />
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So, too bitter to blog about that, I thought I'd instead do a companion piece to the <a href="http://repetitivegameinjury.blogspot.co.uk/2013/06/its-been-while.html" target="_blank">4 Worst Horses in Games</a> and bring you:<br />
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When I was a kid, I didn't have the usual crushes. Unlike my sisters, my choice of future husband wasn't Marky Mark or one of New Kids On the Block. Nope, for me it was a toss up between Adam Ant and Thirty Thirty from Brave Starr. For some of you, this may <a href="http://repetitivegameinjury.blogspot.co.uk/2009/07/how-did-we-get-here.html" target="_blank">come as no surprise</a>. Therefore, I guess it was obvious I'd love that other robotic man-horse, Odin. Not in a sexy way though. Thirty-Thirty's the only transforming equine mechanoid for me. <br />
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I couldn't believe it. It must just be some new reviewer trying to make a name for himself, I told myself. Their online critic was <a href="http://www.edge-online.com/review/review-final-fantasy-xiii/" target="_blank">even harsher</a>. I told myself they were wrong. I told myself that inspite of my <a href="http://repetitivegameinjury.blogspot.co.uk/2009/08/suitably-out-of-date-news.html" target="_blank">earlier misgivings</a>, Square Enix <i>just wouldn't do that!</i> So I went and bought and the game at launch and, as they usually are in the vast majority of their reviews...</div>
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FFXIII breaks so many rules of games and storytelling, I'm frankly astounded it got a sequel. I've been replaying it for the purposes of this blog (I would never have touched the thing again otherwise) and keep thinking that the three years I spent waiting for a new FF game didn't seem as long as the linear 'opening' section of the game itself. 25 hours! 25 hours until you can stop being shunted along through the dreadful storyline with all the usual emo dickweeds and actually do what you want. Although seeing as there are no towns and only one extremely long and tedious side quest, it doesn't really seem like much of a relief . All the most interesting parts of the story happen offscreen, so we're instead treated to lots of cutscenes of Lightning's only expression (brooding) or Hope's wide tear-tearfilled eyes as he tries to come to terms with the death of his mother or the seperation from his dad or his friend's debilitating case of I-don't-give-a-fuck. </div>
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Having said all of that, I am at least finding it playable this time around, as I now have sufficient understanding of the crystarium and paradigms to not have to go through the deplorably dull tutorials. Maybe I'll even make it to the end this time. Maybe the end will be so revelatory and glorious, I'll be compelled to rush out and buy part two and spend even more time with Lightning's miserable fizzog. Who can say? <br />
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I know there's a lot of love out there for Agro. He's your only friend in a harsh landscape populated with huge creatures. But my complaint doesn't really lie with Agro himself. It's not his fault he looks like that. It's the fault of a development team that spent many hours creating expansive vistas and mind-blowing bosses, but couldn't spend fifteen fucking minutes to check which way a horse's knee bends. Don't even get me started on when he's galloping around and all four limbs become jointless noodley appendages. If a vet saw him flailing about like that he'd have him shot in the face on the spot.<br />
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2. Any Horse in Skyrim</h4>
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Skyrim horses on the other hand, look all right. They're not going to win any Best in Show rosettes, but their legs work. They're just total dicks. Sure footed to the point of ridiculousness when you're just messing around, as soon as you actually need them to not fall off a cliff and plummet to their doom, that's the first thing they do. They're also aggressive nutters, leaping out to take on armed bandits and dragons while you're hiding in a bush trying to snipe them quietly from a distance. Idiots.<br />
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3. 'Stealth' Horses in Metal Gear Solid 5</h4>
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4. Jade's Horse in Pippa Funnell: Take the Reins</h4>
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My husband bought me this game as a hilarious joke. Cos I like games and I like horses and I'm not opposed to Pippa Funnell, so obviously it was the 'ideal' present. The problem with Jade's horse is he demonstrates all the traits that are likely to put people off owning horses. He's disobedient, slow to react to aids, plunges into or refuses jumps, misbehaves in the dressage arena and requires constant, repetitive patting, grooming and mucking out, which he accepts woodenly with no discernible signs of appreciation. Or maybe I just wasn't very good at the game.<br />
<br />Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-67712576930418256362010-03-23T20:21:00.001+00:002013-06-19T17:11:28.208+01:00Heavy RainOkay, I think sufficient time has now passed that I can safely bang on about this game without incurring spoiler wrath.<br />
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Heavy Rain is pretty much exactly what I expected - beautiful, intriguing, unique and flawed. But that's not to say I love it any less. I adore the game 100% and I honestly think that at this stage, as a landmark game, it couldn't have been any better than it is. Any quibbles are minor and I'm confident will be worked out in David Cage's next game.<br />
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Take a look at Fahrenheit. It was beautiful, intriguing, unique and flawed to the point that the ending made me wonder if I'd somehow accidentally loaded a save from a different game. (Aliens? There are aliens now? Where the hell did the aliens come from and why the hell does that have anything to do with it being fucking freezing?!) It also had the most revoltingly clunky sex scene since Team America. But I still loved it and was glad to see that Heavy Rain had made huge leaps forward from this shaky start.<br />
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The ending makes sense (well, the three I tried did anyway) and the rain is a crucial plot point. Unlike the ever dropping temperature of Fahrenheit, which didn't really seem to have much to do with the aliens, or the cult, or the fact that Lucas Kane was some kind of alien hybrid immortal.<br />
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I think the main reason internet critics had a problem with the game was that most of them are fifteen<a href="http://repetitivegameinjury.blogspot.co.uk/2010/03/1310-day-network-died.html" target="_blank"></a><br />
and this, despite it's age rating, is not a game for fifteen year olds. Not because of the scenes of 'titillation' (an accusation I now feel was unfairly leveled at the game - it doesn't especially try to be titillating. In fact, the striptease scene in particular is only titillating if you choose to entirely miss the point and make Madison take her clothes off rather than escape Paco. And I think that says more about you as a player than Quantic Dream as developers.) Wow, that was such a long bracket, I think I'll just start the sentence again: This is not a game for fifteen year olds because of the emotional content, because the choices presented require a maturity of thought and because the game is very, <a href="http://repetitivegameinjury.blogspot.co.uk/2010/03/1310-day-network-died.html" target="_blank">very bleak.</a><br />
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It took a lot of effort to get a happy ending, but I don't think there's anything wrong with that. It's true of life.Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-54120762040130699352010-03-05T11:36:00.000+00:002013-06-19T17:00:17.932+01:001/3/10 - the day the network diedImagine this - the game you have long anticipated is finally released. You rush out to buy it. You have a few days holiday that have happily coincided with the release date, which is excellent, as you intend to play the shit out of it. And then, when you've barely even got to grips with it, Sony lets some work experience kid press some button they shouldn't and the entire network shuts down.<br />
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This game doesn't require network play, though, so that's all fine, isn't it? WRONG! Because this particular glitch gremlin is thorough and has ensured that every old model PS3 owner, whether they're utilising network play or not, cannot have any fun. And it only took them OVER A DAY to get it fixed.<br />
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Goddammnit! So it was back to FFX2 AGAIN. Although I did find the Mi'Hen Dungeon, so y'know, silver lining.<br />
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Just one more attempt at getting a good ending on Heavy Rain and then I think enough time will have elapsed for me to share my thoughts.<br />
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Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-3037192448652124192010-01-05T21:28:00.000+00:002013-06-19T16:53:09.393+01:00Crimbo Bovvered Ya!A boy at my school used to run up and scream 'Shambo bovvered ya!' (Trans: 'Shamble - bothered you!' Meaning: 'Aha! Bet that irritated you!') down your ear canal and then run away. It feels like Christmas does this to me every year.<br />
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Anyway, despite the usual onslaught, Christmas was kind to me this year, particularly where gaming is concerned. My dear mother provided two excellent presents: Brutal Legend (more about that later) and <a href="http://http//www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/images/0713677619/ref=dp_image_text_0?ie=UTF8&n=266239&s=books">'Writing for Video Games' by Steve Ince.</a> This is an excellent book for any aspiring games writer, and helped me develop a new-found respect for games writers and vow never to mock shonky dialogue again, as it underlined how mindbendingly hard this mode of writing is. Stories don't have to make sense if you choose to read the pages in a different order to the one they came in.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGYK9T5Bn0kZvvT2dksH5D4BTPb5dZuCQ5W3WWlhpT1lCG-rEuGLAt7JwSv4ClHmQ04V_RVlhZYrfiV8N3qn80egt2bdFBjFSaW_9Nje2PuiRFR6b2sAcW0olY_ucRyohv-R4i1u2qsm_K/s1600/Shane+Lynch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="270" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGYK9T5Bn0kZvvT2dksH5D4BTPb5dZuCQ5W3WWlhpT1lCG-rEuGLAt7JwSv4ClHmQ04V_RVlhZYrfiV8N3qn80egt2bdFBjFSaW_9Nje2PuiRFR6b2sAcW0olY_ucRyohv-R4i1u2qsm_K/s320/Shane+Lynch.jpg" width="320" /></a>The only problem with this book was that I couldn't get over the cover. Not the big robot or the pirate cat, they're fine. Even the spookily lit eye is all right by me. No, it's the guy at the top. I'm not sure what he looked like originally, but the face they have superimposed on top belongs to Shane Lynch. Look - this is even virtually the same picture!<br />
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What's all that about hey? All through the book it kept on nagging at me, like the <a href="http://wapedia.mobi/en/List_of_Black_Books_episodes">little man in his hair</a>.<br />
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Anyway, rogue Shane Lynch faces and Subbuteo men are not why we are gathered here tonight. We are united together this evening to hear a little story. It's the story of a man. A man with a dream. A dream of metal. And that man's name (okay, I'm going to stop writing like this now, because I'm even annoying myself.) was Tim Schafer.<br />
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The thing that was Brutal Legend's greatest strength for me has probably proved its greatest weakness in terms of sales figures. It's a fun game that looks beautiful and is so well-crafted it's easy to take for granted the fact that there are no major glitches. (That I've found. Yet.) The missions won't win any prizes for originality and there is a sense of trying to cram every type of game in - racing, shooting, strategy, fighting, puzzler. Everything is lovingly drawn and exquisitely presented, but I wouldn't have bought it for that reason alone. (Or asked my Mum to get it for Xmas) I wanted Brutal Legend because it was a comedy metal game. And therein lies the problem folks.<br />
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Because the Venn Diagram consisting of people who like Metal, Comedy Metal and Gaming results in a very thin crosshatched centre area with me, Tim Schafer and two guys from Sweden standing in it. The game is a niche within a niche within a niche. Sadly, many metal fans, (despite the fact that metal is self-evidently very silly) are incredibly worthy about the genre and get irritated by people who also like 'novelty' bands like Tenacious D or Gwar as if it somehow demeans the musical greatness of their forebears. And then, of the few metal fans who make the cut and can accept Jack Black as the lead in a comedy metal game, how many are gamers who will actually part with their hard-earned cash? We're back to me, Tim and the Swedes again. And Tim probably got a free copy.<br />
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Ultimately though, I guess with a great game, it's far easier to nitpick. (and I'm slightly bitter from being trounced in stage battles) I really hope this game does beat the odds and do well because it deserves to. It's full of heart, love and humour and it's very rare for those things to shine through in modern games.Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-5066282519934235592009-11-27T20:51:00.000+00:002013-06-19T16:41:52.580+01:00Still Not Feeling It (well, not that, anyway)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiAxvBHIxtvUdDyk5S6xSPJwC_LATBd5R_g3I1oRolVZym4PkJkBPrnEH80ZG6jkoVqNcjUwFz0Op1-g2RxDB_ROiniHq4PbgX-_8f4qu12TL7FpVXZRRhXkyWb5Nab8QQLUfMj2IJidyP/s1600/Fawkes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiAxvBHIxtvUdDyk5S6xSPJwC_LATBd5R_g3I1oRolVZym4PkJkBPrnEH80ZG6jkoVqNcjUwFz0Op1-g2RxDB_ROiniHq4PbgX-_8f4qu12TL7FpVXZRRhXkyWb5Nab8QQLUfMj2IJidyP/s320/Fawkes.jpg" width="209" /></a>Don't get me wrong, the sepia toned ending was all very nice, and I enjoyed the Broken Steel add-on very much, but I still kind of felt like shrugging at the end of Fallout 3. I'm still playing, exploring the huge world Bethesda has created but that's less about the story and more about Fawkes.<br />
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As you know, I have a bit of a thing for <a href="http://repetitivegameinjury.blogspot.co.uk/2009/07/how-did-we-get-here.html" target="_blank">animalistic humanoids</a>, so from the moment he asked me to break him out of Vault 87, I knew me and Fawkes were going to get along great. And we do. He's always got my back. Whether it's fighting Deathclaws in Old Olney or Nukalurks in the Nuka Cola Factory, Fawkes is there with his gatling laser, blowing the shit out of everything and laughing like a loon. Unlike Mrs Hoity Toity useless bitch Paladin Star Cross, who constantly blundered into my line of fire then griped when I accidentally shot her in the back, Fawkes positions himself with greater care and just grunts when I accidentally catch him in the blast of a plasma grenade.<br />
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Forget saving up enough money to hire Charon. I'm so over him.<br />
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Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-38681505789679995092009-11-13T14:34:00.000+00:002013-06-19T16:29:25.175+01:00Most fun apocalypse ever!I'm a big fan of Bethesda's work anyway, having frittered away many hours playing Morrowind and its multiple addons, so I was pleased to see their name on Fallout 3. Fallout 3 is fun, interesting, varied and thought-provoking with lots of nice little details and plenty of longevity and playability.<br />
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Having said all that, I'm not really sure it deserved game of the year. As polished, detailed and realistic as all the landscapes are, there are still A LOT of glitches. Creeping around in the DC subway system, every time I turned a corner, my head disappeared disconcertingly into the wall. In areas with a lot of sound and texture going on such as the dense and dripping underground caverns of Hamilton's Hideaway, there's a significant drop in frame rate, giving a strobing effect that's irritating and unpleasant.<br />
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NPC AI is fantastic. I found myself hiding behind walls just to listen to conversations between supermutants. "I remember a woman. Or perhaps being a woman, I don't know. It bothers me." "What are you some kind of human?" "No, I just-" "Stop saying these things! You make me sick! Get back to work!" But some of the text based conversations with villagers and key characters are overwhelmingly tedious, going round and round in circles clicking through pages of dialogue until they eventually say something useful or interesting.<br />
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Game of the Year is a big title. To me, that says that this is THE BEST game of the year, in every category. The best designed, the best executed, the best to play. And while Fallout 3 is excellent in all these areas, it still doesn't quite get my vote. Morrowind, also a former game of the year, seemed like a worthy winner. Maybe that made me set my expectations too high. But it just feels to me like Bethesda hasn't moved on quite enough from the template Morrowind created.<br />
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Who knows, maybe the game's ending will blow me away so much, I'll change my mind. I'll let you know when I get there.Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-69239793420210401802009-10-03T21:27:00.000+01:002013-06-19T16:14:53.756+01:00X2 goes X-RatedJust when I thought this game couldn't get any more squarely aimed at adolescent boys, I found Yuna and Rikku's Special Garment Spheres. Trying them out for the first time nearly got me killed, because I was so stunned by the scenes of full frontal (albeit nipple and vagina-less) nudity, the ATB mode kept running right on without me.<br />
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I'm looking forwards to finding Paine's now too to see whether she fellates her sword or if they all join forces to oil each other up and pole dance to victory. Squaresoft, c'mon!<br />
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Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-2054701460132392052009-09-27T13:17:00.000+01:002013-06-19T15:56:59.010+01:00It is ONNNNNNNNN!Spent my hard earned cash on a copy of X2 and here I am ready for another jaunt around Spira. I may have only been away for a few weeks, but two years have passed in FF land.<br />
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Yuna is now part of a treasure hunting crew called the Gullwings, alongside old faves Rikku, Buddy and Brother, along with the new addition, Paine, some kind of female, albino Vincent Valentine.<br />
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Game play is pretty different, taking a Grand Theft Auto mission-based tack, but there's still enough familiar stuff in here for me to let the new ridiculously skimpy outfits slide.<br />
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Two new factions have sprung up in Spira, the Youth League, a group of revolutionaries whose leader is rocking the bionic limbs look, and New Yevon, who are basically Old Yevon, but with more diluted principles. Kind of like the Labour Party. It didn't take many missions before I was required to pledge my allegiance to one side or the other. And, much as I hate those crazy old Yevon botherers, I just couldn't bring myself to ally with someone with a name like a Fascist scout group. So I joined Bevelle and as a result, can no longer show my face in Kilika, home of the Youth League Movement.<br />
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I should point out that the GTA analogy applies to gameplay only. There are no carjackings or firebombings here. Early missions included helping some undeniably thick musicians get into a lift and then touting tickets for their up and coming show to the indifferent public.<br />
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Familiar faces abound. First a mission to Besaid where there's the opportunity to catch up with Wakka and Lulu, the least pregnant looking pregnant lady ever. Seriously, where's she hiding the kid? If I was Wakka, I'd be concerned she'd been cheating with her moogle.<br />
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Later a rather depressing trip to Gagazet Mountain, where poor old Kimhari (and we all know <a href="http://repetitivegameinjury.blogspot.co.uk/2009/07/how-did-we-get-here.html" target="_blank">how I feel about Kimhari</a>) is feeling the pressure of his new position as Tribal Leader.<br />
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And of course, the face that kickstarts it all? Well, it's Tidus of course, or someone who looks very like him. And the poor fella looks like he's in deep shit, stumbling around in a nuclear weapons facility. Naturally, Yuna has to get to the bottom of what's going on . . .Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-51694960154370919912009-09-09T19:55:00.000+01:002013-06-19T15:45:17.623+01:00Wipe away a tear . . .Because, after 82hrs, it's all over.<br />
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I'd read a load of internet jibberjabber about how incredibly nails Sin/Jecht are to destroy at the end of the game. One forum monkey noted that 'If you struggled to defeat Omega Weapon, you'd NEVER beat Sin!' Well, I did struggle to beat Omega, but after significant training in the Omega dungeon, and picking up the Magus Sisters and Anima, I bested him. (And was rewarded with a sniff of approval from Auron because apparently paying his voice actor to speak for another scene would just push the budget that bit too far)<br />
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So, I started getting antsy as I am wont to do and decided to have a crack at Jecht without further ado.<br />
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Jecht is a piece of piss. He may have the giantest giant sword ever to appear in FF (and that's saying a lot) but put the Magus Sisters on his ass and he breaks down like wet tissue. I forget sometimes that the majority of internet users and FF forum posters are 15yr olds who miss out on areas of gameplay like the fact that the more you fight with your Aeons the more badass they become.<br />
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Anyway, I wanted to make sure that failing to defeat all the dark aeons had no bearing on the ending (it didn't) so I did an internet search, which turned up a hilarious forum argument:<br />
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<a href="http://www.the-magicbox.com/forums/showthread.php?t=92">http://www.the-magicbox.com/forums/showthread.php?t=92</a><br />
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So now I have to give myself carpal tunnel syndrome in both wrists playing Guitar Hero World Tour until I can afford X2. Damn you minimum wage, damn you to hell!Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168382798145408950.post-14420882662518242172009-08-29T18:48:00.000+01:002013-06-19T15:38:33.949+01:00I just couldn't help myselfI always say I will NOT use any game walkthroughs, cheat sheets or other interweb resources whenever I start a game and once I get to around the 70hrs of gameplay mark (as I have now) the void of stuff I'm missing starts to nag at me. It's worst when I find something by accident - stumbling across the first few cactuars for example. Then after searching Sanubia Desert for three hours to no avail, and even though I have the Baroque Sword with no encounters so I don't have to waste my time with any more fucking pathetic Alcyones I just can't bring myself to spend another second combing the blinding sands. <br />
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And a little voice starts saying; 'Look, it's not really CHEATING. You still have to actually do the game. It's just a time saving device.' And whereas to start with, I would have responded; 'No! That will result in a hollow and meaningless victory!' now I'm just thinking; "Yup, let's fire up Google."<br />
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What can I say? I'm weak.Notagothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129911651121692271noreply@blogger.com0