In 1900-somewhat, this game made nightmares about monsters and mutants.
In 2011, this game makes nightmares about the unabillity to move your arms, ellbows and shoulders. xD
I wanted to klick a computer and accidentially headshot one dude.
I was like "Oh SHIT! My stats!"
Kinda makes me think if I should have yelled " Ho SHIT! I've killed an innocent person." :/
So, you are a broken robot from a family of androids that dwell in a system of blocks that looks like organs and you have killed your own mother, who is kinda upset because of this, and still talks to you, making you collect a main energy core something that blows up everything. AGAIN. o.o I'm confused.
I like the particle effects. This game would be better, if you had some kind of upgrade-screen in that YOUSELF place the attractors and maybe have the ability to upgrade the attraction strength and stuff like that. With the screen full of random spawned attractors it's a real pain to controll that meteor. 3/5, graphics are cool, music is alright, it has varations and different kinda of stars to hit.
Gunman: "Commander, we've got enough dollars for infinite fuel and metal, and also a super trade-trans-matter-thing that makes money into material!" Commander:" Okay! Start to build weapons!" Gunman: "But we could easyly repair our ship and leave this desert moon!" Commander:" NO! Infinite Fuel is only for Flamers!"
So praying underwater kills you. Good thing to know. :D
The athmospeher is awesome! A spook-game without rotten away corpses that are going to kill you and without shotguns. Finaly some psycho spook :D
Wow, was this a game, or a poem?
I could swear that read/write look/listen difference thingy has a specific name, like annaphora or something, but I forgot it... :S
Free thrusters are better than "sharing" robots. The half of those were ugly sex-bots and spam or simply copied pieces anyways. It's a pity for some genious creations though...