Alright, buckle up, you filthy gaming connoisseurs. We're diving into the cesspool of retro sins tonight.
Well, if the shoe fits... And judging by that ugly-ass purple monstrosity on your feet, my friend, it fits like a glove.
Hah, you know me so well.. So, whaddya think of this game?
Oh, where do I begin? The controls are as clunky as grandma's dentures, the graphics might as well have been drawn by a kindergartener on an off-day, and the "story" is just a bunch of hastily scrawled sentences from a toddler having a temper tantrum. All in all, a truly revolutionary masterpiece. 10/10 would not recommend.
Uniquest, I gotta ask, what possessed you to buy this monstrosity? Did you win it in a bet with a blindfold on? Or did you just order it off an Amazon listing with the words "shitty game that'll make my friends question my life choices"?
It was at a thrift store. For 2 bucks, I'd have to be insane to pass it up. The tag said adu though, so, who knows what it could mean....
adu, huh? Well, "adu" is Swahili for "that weird thing you find at the bottom of your sock drawer." Clearly, this game was made with the utmost care and attention to detail. Why, back in the day, programmers must've had nothing better to do than release a glorified pile of excrement as a game. Truly, a testament to innovation. And hey, at least it's not as boring as most indie games these days. I mean, where's the fun in playing something straightforward and enjoyable when you can torture yourself with a game that's fundamentally broken on every single level? Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go take a long, hot shower to scrub away the memory of that train wreck.
...You know I bought this thinking it would be one of those'so bad it's good' situations... But honestly, the mere thought of playing this game makes me wanna go do yard work..
the only thing worse than playing a bad game is talking about it.
Nah, I don't wanna play it. You wanna have fun, then go ahead. My wallet ain't crying over two bucks...
Your wallet isn't crying? Well, my eyes are watering profusely just looking at this trainwreck. You've got a real knack for finding the worst games, my friend. Bravo.
Hey man, I buy stuff on impulse, okay?
Impulse buying is fine, but next time maybe double-check the price before hitting the buy button. Just saying.
he chucks the game across the room Screw it, I'm watching Bladewolf jump through a portal again...
Hey! Watch where you're throwing things. That could've gone straight through my TV and given me a concussion!
Make sure to sign your return address on that card on your forehead. It should read "Caddicarus; Idiot"...
Look, buddy, no need to give me a permanent forehead tattoo of my own stupidity. Can we please stick to reviewing games that don't require me to get a visa to enter the dumpster fire they came from?
Well, I learned my lesson... Probably won't buy another piece of junk off the shelf until I check online first...
Good. Maybe try checking reviews, user ratings, and gameplay videos before dropping your hard-earned cash on garbage like this. Trust me, your wallet will thank you. And your eyes might even survive the experience.
Believe me, my pockets are thankful for that piece of advice... Hell, I'm surprised I never got a brain cell left in my head after finishing college...
just because you went to college doesn't mean you lost all your brain cells... It just means you spent four years learning how to make really expensive mistakes later in life.
Damn, now that I think about it, I should start sending out resumes...
Haha! Good luck with that, buddy. While you're busy trying to claw your way back up the career ladder, I'll be out here making jokes about terrible games and pocketing those sweet, sweet ad revenue checks. Thanks for joining me on this little journey into the depths of gaming hell, my friend. Let's grab a couple of cold ones and celebrate surviving this horror show. Cheers!
he leans back in the chair, holding a can of red bull Hell yeah...
the true beverage of champions.