Homicidal Evil Space Chicken Report: Interlude Upon The PS2

[camwyn]

ME: Okay, that was the last ninja. HOOK ME UP, BABY. *plugs into suit charger*
sylveraven: All right, it says there's a switch-
ME: Yeah, I remember this part. Don't read the rest.
*switches are thrown, doors are opened*
sylveraven: Okay! Guess those are your doors out, huh?
ME: Yup. Now pay attention to what happens next.
*WHOMP*
sylveraven: Did you just get mugged?
ME: Yeeeah. Can't be avoided. It gets worse.
*there is DIALOGUE*
*there is a TRASH COMPACTOR*
sylveraven: Did they take all your weapons?
ME: Yup.
*dawn breaks over a GREY AND TERRIBLE LANDSCAPE OF REALIZATION*
sylveraven: ... did they take your crowbar?
Me: Yup.
*there is DEAD SILENCE*
sylveraven: That's just wrong!

So that was last night at daniidebrabant's and sylveraven's. You'll get a proper Chicken Report on my progress at home once I've gotten a little further; Gordon's currently in the factory on Xen, hiding in one of the alcoves in the Room Full Of Barrels Which You Really Don't Want To Break, No, Trust Us On This.

Comments

[midnightlurker.livejournal.com]

I've just started playing, got as far as the Office Level. Any resultant SAN loss is, of course, your fault. :)

[camwyn]

Of course. Do keep me posted on how you do!

[midnightlurker.livejournal.com]

What these games need is a way to simulate the living human body's instinctive reluctance to actually step off a cliff. :P

[camwyn]

Sometimes I think they rely on people like me just stopping, staring, and going "...." for a while to have that effect instead. Honestly, the only reason I managed to make Gordon take the last box-to-box jump in the Room of Dangling Boxes was because Danii said "The Force is with you on this one."

[lots42.livejournal.com]

I thought most games did. I've had a hell of a time throwing Mario off the ledges he needs to be thrown off of.

[slarti.livejournal.com]

hahahaha Yeah, you've really got to wonder just what's going through Gordon's head in that moment before he steps through that door, 'cause there's no way you can look at the one door with a tantalizing health station on the far wall, and massed walls of crates obscuring the hallway on either side of the door, and not think, "This is a gigantic fucking trap that I'm not going to be able to avoid."

[camwyn]

"How fast can I plaster myself against the boxes to the left?" was my original thought. I knew it was unavoidable, but I figured that after dealing with the ninjas, Gord probably wasn't expecting anything worse than more ninjas, and if he could just back up to the wall or the box he'd be able to spot any incoming OW THAT WAS MY FAVORITE SKULL frigging jarheads.

You get the idea.

[lots42.livejournal.com]

Not me.

I always fall for it.

"Twenty percent health and a medic box at the end of a long corridor with lots of boxes and doors? I do not see anything wrong with this scenario! Wheee!"

[valles-uf.livejournal.com]

...now, all of a sudden, I'm picturing Gordon clutching the crowbar found conveniently just outside that trap and cooing about how his precious will never betray him...

[camwyn]

*shifty look*

*might possibly have said something about the POWER OF GREYSKULL at the time*