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Sunday, May 29, 2011

Nathan Drake-athon

Have you ever purchased a game and then started playing it without giving yourself a clear cut-off time, only to find that the game is over, the credits are rolling and outside, the sun is coming up?
I bought Uncharted 2: Among Thieves and that's pretty-much what happened to me.

One game. One sitting. I think I had a cookie or a slice of raisin bread or something. I'm feeling pretty malnourished right now.

I have shot so many people and snapped so many necks in the last ten hours. It's all blended together into this staccato crack of gunfire and the image of Nathan Drake hiding behind bulletproof patio furniture as I wait for his mutant healing factor to kick in.

You should've seen this one part. It was like the manliest thing I've ever seen.
After having been gut-shot and lying unconscious for days, Nathan gets up and literally within the next ten minutes is off mountain-climbing with this dude who doesn't speak a word of English but he carries this wild-looking machete and he has this instant bond with Nathan because it becomes obvious really fast that, although neither one can understand a word the other says, they're both crazy as fuck, and in that department they might as well be brothers.

And when I say mountain-climbing, what I really mean to say is that they were leaping across bottomless pits and doing the "Quick! Grab my hand!" thing all the time. No climbing gear. No preparation. We're talking bare fingers clutching frozen walls. Blind, flying-squirrel leaps through utterly impassible terrain. Totally casual about it, too. At no point does Nathan muse to himself, "What the fuck am I doing? What the fuck is wrong with me?"

And then they pick up Nazi guns and fight yetis.

1 comment:

  1. There, see? What's wrong with the premise of Kid Chameleon now?