Traducción: Laura Collado
La semana pasada, dos personas diferentes (que creo que no forman parte de una siniestra conspiración para preguntarme cosas parecidas) mencionaron que «la verdad es que no le gustaban los shooters», pero querían saber más sobre BioShock Infinite y otros juegos similares.
Así que pensé en explicar un par de cosas para todas esas personas a las que no les gustan demasiado los shooters y quieren darles una oportunidad pero no saben por dónde empezar. Continue reading Permíteme que te ayude a enamorte de los shooters
Gaming is often the way that people deal with depression. I know because I’ve done it. Sometimes I’ll realize I’ve done nothing but submerge myself in a video game for an entire day (or several days). I look around and think, “Wow, I haven’t even been in my own life today.” And it’s a good and bad feeling because I feel guilty for the escapism, but happy that it was blocking me from dealing with everything else.
I can’t let today go by without mentioning Robin Williams. He was a gamer, like us. He loved Ocarina of Time and Half-Life 2 and Call of Duty. This morning I realized that he’s never going to know if Half-Life 3 ever happens, and that made me profoundly sad.
Over the past week, two different people, who I believe are not part of a conspiracy of asking me eerily similar things, mentioned “not really enjoying shooters” but wanted to know more about BioShock Infinite and other shooting games.
So, I thought I would lay some stuff out there for people who are not necessarily into shooters and where to start if you want to give them a chance. Continue reading Let Me Help You Fall in Love with Shooters
1. Chainsaws (and the baddies who wield them)
Any game featuring chainsaw enemies, but especially Resident Evil 4.
Chainsaws are just scary objects to begin with. They look scary, they sound scary, and once you’ve seen your character brutally beheaded with one of the things, they seem much, much worse. It’s been seven years since I first played Resident Evil 4, and I still jump at the sound of a chainsaw revving.
2. Dreamrunners and Drekavacs
DmC: Devil May Cry
I just played DmC. It’s full of nasty-looking demons. Some of ’em even wield chainsaws! I quickly became desensitized to grotesque baddies and felt fairly blasé about combo-ing my way through hordes of them…until this guy popped up. Silent mask wearers who stare at you and tilt their heads like a bird are creepy. Silent mask wearers who stare at you, tilt their heads like a bird and then charge at you with two swords are downright terrifying. The Dreamrunner’s more badass counterpart, the Drekavac, amps up the scare factor by wearing a shiny red mask with small leaky-lookin’ holes in the eye sockets. *shudder* Continue reading Seven Scares
Dragon Age 2
You were so promising at the start. I thought I could love you even more than your predecessor. But I got tired of fighting the same bandits in the same areas of the same city constantly and then, when you did that thing to my (in-game) mom? I keep you around and insist I’ll replay someday, but I just don’t know if we’ll be able to work that out.
Dammit, Alan Wake. I thought you’d be a delightful scare, but all you gave me was frustration and confusion. I didn’t enjoy the combat much, and didn’t enjoy the plot and setting enough to keep plugging away at it. Sorry.
Tim Schafer! A million cameos from metal musicians! Jack Black’s voice wasn’t even that annoying! But we just weren’t meant to be. I’m not much of a real-time strategist, and I really hated that part where you have to ride the Razorfire Boars. Continue reading Break-ups, Make-ups
Dear Half-Life 2 Diary,
…at least I’m consistent. Just like every time I’ve started a real-life diary, I had great intentions. I was going to write something after every notable event! I was going to record every thought and experience, and save it to give to my imaginary future grandchildren when I’m 80. And just like every time I’ve started a real-life diary, I wrote a detailed first entry, wrote a belated second catch-up entry (complete with apologies for lateness), and then abandoned the project to occasionally remember it later with a twinge of guilt later.
But YOU, Half-Life 2 Diary, will be different! So I didn’t keep up with you. Cry me a river. I’m still going to bring some closure to this thing, chapter by chapter. Including the stuff we’ve already covered! You’re my diary; I can do what I want.
I enjoy harassing the Combine guards before they can do real damage to me. I hate City 17. I can’t figure out where I’m supposed to go. Help me, Gamefaqs! Thank the Combine that’s over with. Heeeey, Alyx! You’re pretty.
“A Red Letter Day”
Suit! Kleiner! Alyx! Barney, quit whining. Where’s that beer you were talking about, anyway? I don’t want to know what happened to the cat. Lamarr is adorable! I want a plush Lamarr. Shit, this isn’t going to end well, is it? A crowbar’s better than a beer anyway, Barney. I still can’t figure out where I’m supposed to go. Stupid trains. Continue reading Half-Life 2 Diary, Round-Up
*Should be a song, right?
I wrote about Alyx Vance for this month’s Girl Talk on The Hairpin. NO LIE, when I mentioned it to my brother Joe, he got a dreamy look in his eye and—with no prompting whatsoever from me—said, “She’s so capable.”
Secret to near-universal adoration? Be a nonchalant badass at every difficult activity you undertake, and look good in jeans while doing so.