I'm beginning to think Mr. Front Runner is paranoid delusional. I mean, some red guy pops up and sticks his tongue out and Front Runner's all like "RARRR!!! YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THAT! YOUR REIGN OF TERROR ENDS HERE!" and hunts him down like a dog and blasts him into oblivion, not to mention several hundred other aliens along the way. I'd like to see how that particular "self-defense" plea plays out in court.
This game is such a biological conundrum. You reproduce by infecting cells, so you are CLEARLY a virus. However, you can also be killed by antibiotics, so you are just as CLEARLY a bacteria. And you also bested my Spaniard, which means you must have studied, and in studying you must have learned that man is mortal, so you would have put the poison as far from yourself as possible, so I can CLEARLY not choose the wine in front of me! And red blood cells have no nucleus and thus no DNA for a virus to hijack, so these are CLEARLY magical iocaine bacterio-viruses!
*goes through the level 50 times*...AHA! So THAT'S where the bonus is!...*goes through the level 50 more times*...Yay! Finally got it!...*dies*...*goes through the level 50 more times*
Floor 419!....dammit! *puts bowl away* In other news, the paladin is so ridiculously stronger than the other classes it's embarrassing. There's not much point in picking anything else.
Wow, three lanes of traffic with the middle lane moving in the opposite direction as the outside lanes? I'm surprised you even NEED a pack of insane forest critters to cause an accident.
I think what this game needs are skills. Something more strategic than raw stats to work with. Look at Grindquest, for instance. That's the kind of thing I'm talking about.
"These drones are designed for reconnaissance rather than combat, but because you're causing trouble they will try to ram your ship...and also they'll come in large numbers, EXTREMELY large numbers in fact, GIANT CLOUDS of little reconnaissance drones all gunning for your ass like the prison gang from hell and also there are faster tougher drones and boss ships armed with NOTHING BUT DRONES and DRONES DRONES DRONES ALL DAY EVERY DAY OMG DRONERUSH NGYAAAAAAH!!! But seriously, they aren't designed for combat."
There seems to be an overabundance of firearms just lying around in the world of this game. Not that it's not appreciated, but it's just odd when I pick up like 5 UMP's before I find 1 single baseball bat. All in all it's a slightly unrealistic UMP-to-baseball bat ratio. And it's strange that when I'm searching through a kitchen trash can I'm more likely to find a desert eagle than a meat cleaver. How did these people prepare their food?
Ooh, what dastardly sin has this reincarny been up to? Is he fortifying the burgers with the ground-up remains of a prostitute? Perhaps he's stuffed the mangled corpse of a coworker into the milkshake machine? Or maybe he's molested TWO choirboys? *guy craps in fry vat*...Oh. Well, okay, that's gross and unsanitary, but maybe this dude needs mental help more than he needs eternal damnation.
UGH! Today we ask eternal question about video game gender equality: CAN WOMAN KILL ZOMBIE?!?! Woman, with tiny hand and high voice and chest bumps?! Turn out YES!! Woman can! But not as good as man unless she also use innate SELF PRESERVATION AND NURTURING INSTINCTS! Also, woman kill zombie MUCH BETTER when wear fetish outfit showing MUCH CLEAVAGE AND LEG!!! UGH!!!
"Let's see, the interface is so clunky it's impossible to tell what cards and whether or not you're using a given card in a deck before you destroy it. Also, the cards are so imbalanced that strategy is almost worthless compared to gold production. Yep! This game's ready for release!"
*tsk* People just don't understand. OBVIOUSLY this guy has legs under his invisible trousers. You just can't see his legs because he has long underwear covering them. And you can't see the long underwear because it's covered by his invisible trousers. Duh.
I just love being a kitilid necromancer. Put a massive swarm at the entrance to a room and poison everyone in it when they chase after you. Then summon you skely's to bog them down in the corridor and get out of the way so none of them can follow you anymore. Repeat as necessary. The only thing you have to watch out for are poison-resistant monsters and those charging knights. Make sure you keep bolt and maybe a defensive spell or two in reserve.
Actually it looks like a font embedding issue. I think "YO IT ENEMY OR IRE ME" should be "YOu hIT ENEMY fOR ?? fIRE daMagE." So I guess the game isn't talking to me in some kind of weird, stunted ebonics dialect after all.