Evil Genius is close.
http://store.steampowered.com/app/3720/
Overlord is also close.
What we need is an Evil Genius/Reverse DotA game.
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Evil Genius is close.
http://store.steampowered.com/app/3720/
Overlord is also close.
What we need is an Evil Genius/Reverse DotA game.
If RE6 isn't Co-Op, we aren't buying it.
*wishlists*
RyanardoDaVinci
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The first 4 months of U2 multiplayer = greatest MP of all time. After that, and now with U3... no thanks.
What they need to do with the Uncharted series if they make any more, is to move the primary form of combat from gun-based to hand-to-hand and improvised melee weaponry. Essentially, just what you see in the Indiana Jones movies.
Give it a simple two-button system for attacking and countering (like the Arkham games), with hundreds of combat and contextual animations.
I'm heartbroken you would choose your fiance over me
I thought 2 was shit for MP. 3 felt like a nice throwback to 1 MP. I guess I didn't enjoy SP that much just because it felt samey to me and, I once again, had no one to play co-op with for the 3rd one since I was a bit lttp. I tried it with randoms but it was horrible.
I need better XBL friends.
Co-op is very limiting when it comes to puzzles. No one wants to sit around and watch their partner push a statue into position. And one thing I really missed in RE5 (and 4 to a lesser extent) was the puzzles.
Also, the series hasn't really been morbid in awhile. That was one of the best things about the early games.
Also, the series hasn't really been morbid in awhile. That was one of the best things about the early games.
Goddamnit I'm going to have nightmares about this now.
"Resident Evil...vil.
!"
There is really nothing else like Evil Genius, still play it occasionally. And Overlord I and II are worth it if only for the humor.
Well I'm a bit biased cause we only do Couch Co-Op. So while she's pushing a statue onto a pressure plate, I'm admiring the nape of her neck. It's a win-win for me.
I get what you're saying, but Co-Op should at least be an option in 100% of AAA games.
Yes, including Bayonetta.
But the cheese in 4 is so great. I'm having a hard time trying to think of one serious line that was said in there by Leon.
RE taking itself too seriously is a problem. Even in RE5 there were sections of dialog that obviously were dedicated to cheese.
Revolutionary
Member
If you think about it, that's exactly what it is! Repeated enemy models (palette swaps ahoy!) spawned for the purpose of being mowed down by the crazy guy with a gun, aka you! lol
Nah but seriously, call it lazy writing but I think it's just a required suspension of disbelief, much like some of the other games' story elements (curses, magical water, etc.). I don't see why a curse wiping out a Spanish colony is more believable than a figurehead of a shadowy organization having a rather large platoon of soldiers at his/her disposal, but that's just me.
I loved RE4 because it was so genuinely creepy, the entire game dripped with such a scary atmosphere that no game has matched since. (ignoring the campy cutscenes and dialogue of course).
RE5 felt like I was playing in such a sterile world. All the atmosphere the game tried to evoke felt like I was on set of some movie and not actually there like the previous game.
ShockingAlberto
Member
I think sunshine could have genuinely worked for a horror setting, but the RE5 team couldn't make it work.
sharkmuncher
Member
So this thread/my pic made me realize how often my hand is on my nose, pretty much identical to my avatar. Whenever I see one of my posts, my hand moves on its own to my face (if it's not there already). Know that's how I read 95% of your posts.
So...where is your hand the other 5% of the time?
I don't know, there were parts of the game that were genuinely tense, but it was mostly brought about via culture shock and not any kind of fear or scares. Going through the first part of the game in that town I thought 'Anthony Bourdain is going to jump out at any moment.'
Get your hand off your nose!
I guess I just like to have a set of rules for why these things occur. Including the other things you mentioned. When any story says "Well just because!" (or the well known trope, A Wizard Did It.) I have to ask why. I like a story that has rules and constraints and the story works within them. It doesn't have to be spelled out to me, but I like if I can tell they've put some thought into it. I'll even take it as far as gameplay. Having certain things work just because it's convenient drives me mad! At least make things logical.
I think too much.
And yes I still enjoy games very much, I just like to complain about them.
I 100% agree. The more out of place a gameplay element within the story the more it removes any kind of enjoyment for me for the game.
That said... WHY'D YOU LINK TVTROPES! I'M DOOOOOMED!
Poo, double-post.
MWAHAHAHAHA.
Actually I didn't even think about it! Hahaha. I formally apologize to everyone in this thread if you lose hours of your life because of me.
VariantX04
Loser slave of the system :(
I LOVE the Uncharted series but I really think Naughty Dog needs to go back to the drawing board and improve the overall gameplay aesthetics of the game. The melee has always been terrible and those random big dude QTE-but-not-so-QTE fights are really poorly realized. They should also put a heavier emphasis on exploration.
Time to hit 'Random Trope' open up the Video Games section and post random Video Game tropes up in this thread.
Professor Beef
Banned
...TVTropes? Welp, I'm glad dinner is ready. Now I am immune! Mwahaha!
I don't think they emphasize the good parts of the game enough while leaning on typical genre conventions way too much.
Then again, if they'd made a game that didn't lean on genre conventions heavily, then UC2 would likely never have been made.
ShockingAlberto
Member
I think to some degree, they got a little cocky.
It's easy to make the same game twice when your last game was lauded as one of the best video games ever by a not-insignificant amount of people. They probably figured that not improving much likely didn't matter to most people.
And to a lot of people, it didn't.
echoshifting
Banned
I came hunting for the thread and it was on page two, so I assumed it was locked. Phew!
Eating at a food truck when its not dark outside is for posers.
Paying more than $1.25 for a standard taco is a crime.
RE4 has some of the worst controls of any third person action game ever. It is a travesty it won so many awards.
VariantX04
Loser slave of the system :(
I really didn't mind Uncharted 3 being Uncharted 2-2 but a part of me really wishes it wasn't. Still had a blast with the game and platinumed it. My fingers are crossed for a change up next go around (assuming there is one).
H.Protagonist
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Sorry. There's just been too much absorbing shit on the "What can the groom get away with during a bachelor party?" thread.
Evaded a locking? More like burst forth from the graying streets of internet forumnity as a bastion of all that is civil and righteous.
Suppose I should give that a read.Sorry. There's just been too much absorbing shit on the "What can the groom get away with during a bachelor party?" thread.
H.Protagonist
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Curious to hear your opinion. I'll withhold mine until you get the gist of it.
Sorry. There's just been too much absorbing shit on the "What can the groom get away with during a bachelor party?" thread.
I read about a page and a half of that before I had to stop. Although the new thread that just popped up I may have to revisit. That thread is going places (for a few more minutes.)
Except when things get creepy :< But we've always managed to rise above!
Professor Beef
Banned
Sorry. There's just been too much absorbing shit on the "What can the groom get away with during a bachelor party?" thread.
Oh lordy. I know I shouldn't, but I'm going to be reading it anyways.
Why am I a glutton for punishment on GAF? :|
ShockingAlberto
Member
I'm about to post another true ghost story in a few minutes.
Just have to read it over for grammar.
Just have to read it over for grammar.
H.Protagonist
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It... well. Let's just say society hasn't moved on as far as one might have hoped for some.
And, I'll try to be less creepy. Try. o_o
Kitsunebaby
Member
Sorry. There's just been too much absorbing shit on the "What can the groom get away with during a bachelor party?" thread.
I'm in such a good mood that I don't want to ruin it by looking at that thread. I know I'll get angry at someone.
H.Protagonist
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Many 'get' it and have eloquent posts to say as much, but just... ARGH. One guy called Dev a shew because she doesn't subscribe to the concept of the "Bachelor Party" giving guys free reign to screw/do anything they want for that night. How prudish of her to not want a future fiance of hers to fuck a stripper and give her STDs. For shame! [/sarcasm]
ShockingAlberto
Member
Okay, so I promised one of my Japanese ghost stories today. It's probably dark for a lot of you now, so this is a fun one.
My brother and I had some time off at the same time, so we decided to check out Nagano and then head to Mt. Fuji later. We packed up and several train transfers later, we eventually got to an area Northwest of Mt. Fuji. We got a hotel where you could see the forests surrounding the mountain clearly.
The way my brother and I like to travel is that we split up, do our own things, and meet up for dinner. So that's what we did. While he checked out the city, I bought a compass and a flashlight and decided to walk around the forests. I'm usually not that kind of guy who goes exploring but it seemed crazy to have this huge forest at the base of this giant mountain and not go exploring it a little.
At this point, it's kind of important to explain that I don't read Japanese very well. I know basic year-one stuff and can read signs in grocery stores and things like that, but my brother is the Japanese reader among us. That's one of the reasons he went in to the city and I didn't, because I didn't know how to get around and couldn't tell cab drivers where to go.
So you'll understand when I see a sign that says "PLEASE RECONSIDER" in Japanese, I didn't comprehend it.
I knew enough to not get lost. I marked on my map where I was going, I had the compass on me, I had my phone, and made mental notes of the landmarks I was passing. The weirdly placed tiny police station (could probably fit three people), the pocket knife half-hanging out of a tree, the strange rock formation, etc.
An hour and a half or so passes. I start getting tired and decide to head back. I open the compass, because I want to head back north. I take it out of my pocket, click the button on the front, and look at the face. It was spinning every which direction. The compass had no idea where magnetic north was. I felt my stomach drop at this realization.
"No big deal," I tried to convince myself. "I know which way I came." It wasn't doing much good. I knew I was lost. I opened my phone to try and send an e-mail. No signal. "Fan-fucking-tastic," I said to no one in particular.
I slumped against a tree and slowly slid down. I didn't know what I was going to do. I hit the back of my head against the bark and looked up at the sun. There were leaves both in the trees and in the wind obstructing my direct view of it and then a curious circular object just sort of waving back and forth. I squinted a little and figured out what was hanging from the treebranch: a noose.
Let me go ahead and explain what I did not know at that time.
Where I had wandered in to, apparently, was a place called Aokigahara. It is the number two most popular suicide location in the world. In 2010, which was the year after I was there, 250 people tried to kill themselves there. The sign I read that said "Please Reconsider"? It was telling people not to go in to the forest to kill themselves. Not all bodies are found. I had wandered in to one of the biggest mass graveyards in the world and not realized it.
Once I saw the noose, I took off running, my heavy messenger bag banging against my leg with each thrust forward of my feet. Now, I don't know whether you've been lost in the woods before, but taking off running in a random direction rarely helps the situation.
By the time I got anything close to remembering my bearings, it had already gotten dark. If I had any signal on my phone, I would have been getting calls from my brother asking where I was, but I had no such luck. I walked and walked and kept checking my phone and the compass, hoping something would work.
It got darker and darker, my feet were staying closer to the ground each time I lifted them up to take smaller steps, and little noises started to make more and more of an impact on me. I was going to die there, I knew it. I took the flashlight out of my messenger bag and attempted to load a battery in. Got the first one in. I fumble with the second in the dark and it falls and rolls down a small incline. I could still see the brief glint its shiny casing was giving, perfectly angled off the moonlight to let me slowly sidle up to it.
I tracked it next to a tree, banging my head against the wood before confirming it was there. I put the other battery in and pressed the rubber button on the back of the flashlight. The very first thing the light made contact with was the red pocketknife sticking out of the tree.
"Motherfucker," I mouthed. I had found something! I didn't quite know what it meant for my ability to get out of there, but it was something! I tried retracing my steps. My memory was the only thing that could help me there, and goddamnit, if years of mentally making maps in Zelda meant anything, it better have meant it could save my life!
I end up not actually doing too bad a job. There was the weird stone formation I saw earlier! But then...where was the little police station? This wasn't good. Had my memory been off? If my memory was off, then there was no hope for me to find my own way out. I wandered forward a bit more and saw it, the vestibule-sized police station. In the darkness, it looked different than I remembered it looking on the way there, but lights were on, so I thought "Whatever!" and just went in.
The single lightbulb hanging from ceiling, flickering angrily since I entered the room, was all I saw. There was a phone inside that had been connected to nothing. There was a room in the back, containing a lightbulb that did not work, no windows, and a bed with clear bloodstains on it. The wind picked up and slammed the door behind me shut and I screamed possibly louder than I ever had in my life.
Maybe it was because I was tired and lost and thought I was going to die, but I swear all I could hear were what must have been the sounds of hell. Ungodly screaming, wailing, things that sounded like they were scratching through my ear to my brain.
I've had all the skin ripped off my hand before. I've nearly died on an operating table. I've been confronted with knives and guns by people willing to kill me. I have never felt actual, unadulterated fear like that moment.
When the police officer that usually works there came in, I was leaning over a desk, throwing up out the window. He had come because he had heard me making noise. His usual patrol is to go out looking for bodies, but was maybe a few hundred yards out when I walked in. I was able to call my brother, we went to a hospital, and I spent the next day getting fluids through an IV.
When I told the doctor, through my brother, what I had heard, he said it was likely I was tired and dehydrated.
I wonder, though. I wonder if I was meant to find that noose or that pocket knife. And I wonder if maybe something didn't want me to.
And then I make myself stop wondering.
My brother and I had some time off at the same time, so we decided to check out Nagano and then head to Mt. Fuji later. We packed up and several train transfers later, we eventually got to an area Northwest of Mt. Fuji. We got a hotel where you could see the forests surrounding the mountain clearly.
The way my brother and I like to travel is that we split up, do our own things, and meet up for dinner. So that's what we did. While he checked out the city, I bought a compass and a flashlight and decided to walk around the forests. I'm usually not that kind of guy who goes exploring but it seemed crazy to have this huge forest at the base of this giant mountain and not go exploring it a little.
At this point, it's kind of important to explain that I don't read Japanese very well. I know basic year-one stuff and can read signs in grocery stores and things like that, but my brother is the Japanese reader among us. That's one of the reasons he went in to the city and I didn't, because I didn't know how to get around and couldn't tell cab drivers where to go.
So you'll understand when I see a sign that says "PLEASE RECONSIDER" in Japanese, I didn't comprehend it.
I knew enough to not get lost. I marked on my map where I was going, I had the compass on me, I had my phone, and made mental notes of the landmarks I was passing. The weirdly placed tiny police station (could probably fit three people), the pocket knife half-hanging out of a tree, the strange rock formation, etc.
An hour and a half or so passes. I start getting tired and decide to head back. I open the compass, because I want to head back north. I take it out of my pocket, click the button on the front, and look at the face. It was spinning every which direction. The compass had no idea where magnetic north was. I felt my stomach drop at this realization.
"No big deal," I tried to convince myself. "I know which way I came." It wasn't doing much good. I knew I was lost. I opened my phone to try and send an e-mail. No signal. "Fan-fucking-tastic," I said to no one in particular.
I slumped against a tree and slowly slid down. I didn't know what I was going to do. I hit the back of my head against the bark and looked up at the sun. There were leaves both in the trees and in the wind obstructing my direct view of it and then a curious circular object just sort of waving back and forth. I squinted a little and figured out what was hanging from the treebranch: a noose.
Let me go ahead and explain what I did not know at that time.
Where I had wandered in to, apparently, was a place called Aokigahara. It is the number two most popular suicide location in the world. In 2010, which was the year after I was there, 250 people tried to kill themselves there. The sign I read that said "Please Reconsider"? It was telling people not to go in to the forest to kill themselves. Not all bodies are found. I had wandered in to one of the biggest mass graveyards in the world and not realized it.
Once I saw the noose, I took off running, my heavy messenger bag banging against my leg with each thrust forward of my feet. Now, I don't know whether you've been lost in the woods before, but taking off running in a random direction rarely helps the situation.
By the time I got anything close to remembering my bearings, it had already gotten dark. If I had any signal on my phone, I would have been getting calls from my brother asking where I was, but I had no such luck. I walked and walked and kept checking my phone and the compass, hoping something would work.
It got darker and darker, my feet were staying closer to the ground each time I lifted them up to take smaller steps, and little noises started to make more and more of an impact on me. I was going to die there, I knew it. I took the flashlight out of my messenger bag and attempted to load a battery in. Got the first one in. I fumble with the second in the dark and it falls and rolls down a small incline. I could still see the brief glint its shiny casing was giving, perfectly angled off the moonlight to let me slowly sidle up to it.
I tracked it next to a tree, banging my head against the wood before confirming it was there. I put the other battery in and pressed the rubber button on the back of the flashlight. The very first thing the light made contact with was the red pocketknife sticking out of the tree.
"Motherfucker," I mouthed. I had found something! I didn't quite know what it meant for my ability to get out of there, but it was something! I tried retracing my steps. My memory was the only thing that could help me there, and goddamnit, if years of mentally making maps in Zelda meant anything, it better have meant it could save my life!
I end up not actually doing too bad a job. There was the weird stone formation I saw earlier! But then...where was the little police station? This wasn't good. Had my memory been off? If my memory was off, then there was no hope for me to find my own way out. I wandered forward a bit more and saw it, the vestibule-sized police station. In the darkness, it looked different than I remembered it looking on the way there, but lights were on, so I thought "Whatever!" and just went in.
The single lightbulb hanging from ceiling, flickering angrily since I entered the room, was all I saw. There was a phone inside that had been connected to nothing. There was a room in the back, containing a lightbulb that did not work, no windows, and a bed with clear bloodstains on it. The wind picked up and slammed the door behind me shut and I screamed possibly louder than I ever had in my life.
Maybe it was because I was tired and lost and thought I was going to die, but I swear all I could hear were what must have been the sounds of hell. Ungodly screaming, wailing, things that sounded like they were scratching through my ear to my brain.
I've had all the skin ripped off my hand before. I've nearly died on an operating table. I've been confronted with knives and guns by people willing to kill me. I have never felt actual, unadulterated fear like that moment.
When the police officer that usually works there came in, I was leaning over a desk, throwing up out the window. He had come because he had heard me making noise. His usual patrol is to go out looking for bodies, but was maybe a few hundred yards out when I walked in. I was able to call my brother, we went to a hospital, and I spent the next day getting fluids through an IV.
When I told the doctor, through my brother, what I had heard, he said it was likely I was tired and dehydrated.
I wonder, though. I wonder if I was meant to find that noose or that pocket knife. And I wonder if maybe something didn't want me to.
And then I make myself stop wondering.
Well I seem to agree with most of GAF except for this Baron Aloha fellow (sidebar: so he's this character from this classic game Jumping Flash 2 and when you beat "Jumping Flash! 2: Big Trouble in Little Muu!" the game becomes "Jumping Flash! 2: Two Faces of Baron Aloha" which is what I think of anytime I see him post).
A bachelor party is neither an invitation nor an excuse to "get away with" anything...
I seem to have mostly missed this. Unless I've been part of it :-/
Well no wait, don't do that.
VariantX04
Loser slave of the system :(
Link to said thread?
H.Protagonist
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Welcome! And, will you really QA for food? That's about the going rate anyway, I hear. ^_-
Cool. Not that I'd have un-friended you on RP gaf for having a different opinion on the matter, but we would have sparred with words had that been the case.
Nice to see that the majority of the posters on that thread had some perspective and maturity. Some of them got my head shaking, though.H.Protagonist
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Tell Nintendoll we said hi!
Kitsunebaby
Member
I don't get the the reason of why bachelor or bachelorette parties are about debauchery. If you're idea of a good time is to cast off the shackles of monogamy for a night then you really ought not to be marrying anyone. I sure as hell couldn't do that to anyone I respected, much less cared about.
This is why I must avoid that thread.
H.Protagonist
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Big wall of text makes for hurty eyes! I will print this out at work and read it curled up in my bed tomorrow night as the cat does her creepy yak-yak-yak thing in the closet. That will set the scene perfectly! Thanks for the ghost story, SA.
If I'm not scared you'll just have to post another one. O_O- Status