Monday 31 May 2010

Trying to infiltrate the mansion? Me? Never!

Sam Fisher is the epitomy of stealth. At least he was until the latest instalment of Splinter Cell - anybody else have to stifle a giggle when given mission instructions for the first time? It's hard to be stealthy when someone projects your intentions onto the side of a building...


Seriously, what next? Third Echelon-issue shoes with extra squeakiness? An ear piece that plays 'la cucaracha' whenever somebody wants to talk to you? Sam Fisher, I will always love you, but if they call the next game, Splinter Cell: I'm over here!, then I might pass.

Monday 24 May 2010

Horseplay


Once you've been gaming for a couple of years, you can start to feel like you know what's coming next when you pick up a new game. If you stumble across a massive stash of weapons and ammo, you can guarantee you're just about to enter a room full of enemies. If you meet a supposedly immortal nasty boss creature, he's almost certainly got a very small, but curiously exposed weak spot. I thought I had games all figured out. Until yesterday...

I'd been playing Red Dead Redemption long enough to work out the general status quo. If someone's wandering around looking distraught/troubled/scared/bloody/alone, then they are in need of assistance. Once helped they will give you some kind of reward, either monetary or treasure map-related. This was my thinking when I got off my horse to help a young woman in the middle of nowhere.

Then something jaw-droppingly left-field happened. She jumped on my horse, called me 'green' and galloped off into the distance. I was so shocked I had to pause the game and make a cup of tea. Shocked AND delighted all at the same time. Both annoyed, and entertained by the fact that the game had managed to totally surprise me.

But, now to the important part of this post. If you see this woman, do not trust her. Do not be distracted by the fact that she's wearing bloomers, or concerned by the fact that she's wandering around in the middle of nowhere in the searing heat (with no sun hat) - SHE IS TROUBLE.