Three tries yesterday, couldn’t get past 8-3.
DG says I get too impatient. I say the game cheats.
Okay, maybe the game doesn’t cheat, but DG can vouch for the fact that a Koopa shell I kicked went straight through a Hammer Brother without killing him.
Sounds like you might be playing a little tight. Try having a drink or three before you play next time…
Now that’s a really good idea.
Seriously. It is.
True Story: When I was in college, I was obsessed with the adventure game Alone in the Dark (without AitD there would be no Resident Evil). Anyway, I got stuck at this puzzle in the catacombs involving a giant subterranean serpent that would swallow me whole everytime I got near it. You couldn’t use combat to fell the foul beast – there was a puzzle element to it – but that damned solution confounded me to no end. And, of course, this was the Dark Ages before mass market hint books. There was no Gamefaqs in those days. Hell, the Internet was barely a gleam in Al Gore’s eye.
One night I went out to a raging kegger on the outskirts of Amherst (I was in my sophomore year at UMASS, I believe). Sometime ’round midnight I stumbled back to the dormitory, dialed up the local pizzeria, slurred my way through an order of pepperoni pie and cheesy bread and fired up the old Vic20 or HAL9000 or whatever the hell I was gaming on at the time.
When the sun rose the next morning, I had slain the white worm and guided Edward Carnby to a well-deserved victory. How I did it, I have no idea? That tale’s sweet end is lost permanently in the ether of that booze-drenched evening.
But I echo Big Guy’s comments. There ain’t no problem on Heaven, Hell or Earth that can’t be solved without a few thousand CCs of Colt 45.
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