EH? Was that the end?!

As if entertaining  the Templar conspiracy wasn’t enough, time for some space bullshit

I’ve played a few full games this term, just a few. Splatterhouse, Assassin’s Creed II, and God of War 3. I dabbled in some LEGO Star Wars for some weird reason and did Breath of Death VII but these three titles were the meat and potatoes of my journey. Each one was pretty fucking rad in the Good Waste of Time department. でも．．．！Each game kinda got DERP in the very very very end, though. What the?! Let’s check this shit out in full spoiler-filled fashion.

Sphincter Accordion – Splatterhouse (PS3/360)

I be bloggin about a game. But I’m not a blogger.

Spatterhouse was the first major long full out hands off the bars game I had played since I decided to tone down the gaems. So basically, only like 2-3 months. BUT THE MEMORIES LAST A LIFETIME. Anyway, Splatterhouse was a game I had been interested in from the day of its release, but after being afflicted with the horrible plague of Poorman’s Crutch, I had to pass on it until it dropped in price. Which it did. I snagged it and the store clerk cheered me on as I returned to the world of sitting down in front of a TV for hours on end. If I was in normal circumstances, it would have been acquired on the Xbox 360, but I do not have it here with me. So, I had to settle for the PS3 version and play it on my suitemate’s PS3. All’s fair in love and Splatterhouse.

GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME

I hate these kinds of posts because they are chotto pointless and often assume anyone cares buuuuut MAN this hasn’t been updated in forever. Come summer time, some shit will probably be rocked. I have a trio of gold from a madame Ayai (one of the fancy ladies at Break the Something!!!!!), which I am really looking forward to playing, as well as some others. I just need to get a PS1 memory card.

The reason for the lack of any sort of update: I haven’t been playing anything. I dabbled in Pokemon Black, loved it, beat it, then started to think of cool teams to make in the post-game. That excitement did a full reversal into apathy in a speed incomprehensible to anyone besides those who know what ‘overnight’ is, and so now even that is collecting dust. WHOOPS. Oh well. No biggie. I’m just writing this at 4:30am no big deal.

Midnight Lounge TV – Dark Tales From the Lost Soul

I once dreamed of this game. Or perhaps this game dreamed of me? The dream quickly turned into riding a magic carpet out of the slums with naked chicks but it did lead me to actually purchasing this game, despite some setbacks at first due to some prices being oddly ridiculous. There was plenty of hype to build this up (why, I don’t know), including the conception of my own derp horror game with a friend. The results were delicious and it will one day be made, on next-gen, with PS1 graphics. But this isn’t to talk about my pipedreams and titdreams, this is to talk about the Lost Soul, and the Dark Tales that come From within it.

Go Get Your Friends – Medabots: Medabee Version

I loved Medabots to total pieces. I would kill and eat humans for Medabots back in the day. Today I’d still be willing to be a serial arsonist going on pure nostalgia. I enjoyed it more than Pokemon, Digimon, and Law and Order when I was a young kid, probably due for my unnatural love for robots. When I managed to get a GBA game of these little robotic badasses – oh be still my heart - I was pretty pumped. The history of how I acquired it is rather unknown to me, though. My cousin had the opposite version of this game and we would play simultaneously, with me getting way the fuck ahead because he’s not very good at games. But how did we get them? To this day, I do not know. But anyway, yeah, MEDABOTS AS AN RPG. LET’S CHECK IT.

30 Days of Gaming: Day 25 – A Game You Plan On Playing

30 Days of Gaming: Day 24 – Favorite Classic Game

Through the moss, the shmoss, into the abode of a boss,

melted into a couch, no slouch, a boy at a loss.

A mind capable of dancing with sneeps, jeeps and amberdreeps,

occupied with an electronic addiction, prepped for a mission, fit for a creep.

 

What dull yet shining cartridge slumbers alive, most prized, in his SNES?

4 brothers, no others, and a Shredder who shreds most best.

They fly and fight and smite, whilst being most mean and green

they eat and laugh and raff, the qualities of a teen.

 

Through time they speed, abandoning their favorite jumbaloo,

Justice is their creed, no matter what the bad bitches tend to do.

To save a giant stone woman with a penchant for fire

the turtles poke their toes, but continue ever higher.

 

A game of surfing and grand music tunes fit for a king of kings tis’ be,

the boy’s eyes are shining shinier than even the Starlight Tree.

The shredding master is vanquished!

All is well!

Bards and minxes celebrate,

with Saved by the Bell.