The War on Brown (nothing too racist to be found here)

[Contra]

i feel like this game has declared a war on ugly brown and gray textures like i had in unreal tournament 3. This game is a plethora of environmmental variations. I'm traversing these lovely maps encountering blue icey areas, vibrant red lighting, lava flowing down walls, alien fungus everywhere, colorful alien creatures. It is all gorgeous gorgeousity made flesh, like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now. As i sloshied through the game i knew such lovely pictures!

As for the gameplay, it is the kind of ultra violence i've longed for. How I love to hide in the crevices of the walls and wait for a marine to pounce upon and enjoy the sight of teeth snapping on my enemies. I must play this in stereoscopic 3d with an oculus rift!

[Kwisatz]

Messaggio originale di The Dawg:

As for the gameplay, it is the kind of ultra violence i've longed for.

Can I invite you to a drink of Moloko plus?

[DOOMJESUS]

Messaggio originale di The Dawg:

i feel like this game has declared a war on ugly brown and gray textures like i had in unreal tournament 3. This game is a plethora of environmmental variations. I'm traversing these lovely maps encountering blue icey areas, vibrant red lighting, lava flowing down walls, alien fungus everywhere, colorful alien creatures. It is all gorgeous gorgeousity made flesh, like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now. As i sloshied through the game i knew such lovely pictures!

As for the gameplay, it is the kind of ultra violence i've longed for. How I love to hide in the crevices of the walls and wait for a marine to pounce upon and enjoy the sight of teeth snapping on my enemies. I must play this in stereoscopic 3d with an oculus rift!

nice shilling...

[Contra]

Messaggio originale di Kwisatz:

Messaggio originale di The Dawg:

As for the gameplay, it is the kind of ultra violence i've longed for.

Can I invite you to a drink of Moloko plus?

Welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, well. To what do I owe the extreme pleasure of this surprising invitation? As long as it is poured from the nips of mannequins then I most certianly accept.