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Apr. 14th, 2013 12:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skull_bearerI may play this game again, which is probably the fastest turn around I've had for a game since the only game I had was Baldur's Gate, and I'm sure I interpersed that with a few games of Ultimate Windows Games (Solitare, Hearts, Freecell and Minesweeper, get through all without losing a single game), just so i can understand it better in context.
Because I Was Not Giving A Fuck when I played in the first time, i spent about half the game swearing at everyone and everything, insulting to Colombians' dress-sense, accent, views, values, religion and habits of leaving food and money everywhere, stealing everything that wasn't nailed down, turning on every tap I could find in the hope that the city would run out of water and die (until I got to Battleship bay and saw how friggin' pointless that was). I would have taken a piss in every drink I could have found and kicked kids to the ground and teabagged them until they drowned if the game had given me the option. Look at all the fucks I give! They are nonexistant! I am in your city, fucking your shit! Booker DeWitt shits in your salad and slaps you in the face with your own testicles you inbred proto-Nazi scum.
I kept it up until the end of the game (until the asylum bit, where everything got a bit too nasty to laugh at) only by that time I was swearing at DeWitt as often as the setting.Y'know, I am not taking the word of a fucking Pinkerton as to whether a rebellion is moral or not. After I realised the Pinkerton badge actually belonged to DeWitt I had him jump off roofs for a bit to teach him a lesson. But you'd have thought the game believes DeWitt was the ultimate voice of morality (well, him and Elizabeth. A Pinkerton and a girl who'd be eaten alive on the streets of Paris and have her bones spat out to line the catacombs, woo, colour me impressed) the way they bend the plot into pretzels to try and get me to thinkthe Vox are the bad guys.
Game: Look! Daisy stole your airship!
Me: And is using it as a mobile infirmary. Can't we just fly everyone to Paris?
Game: Look! Daisy is trying to kill you!
Me: In a world where I'm dead and where there are large amounts of lifelike animatronics, I'm not surprised.
Game: Look! Daisy is trying to kill Elizabeth.
Me: The child of her hated enemy and the living symbol of oppression for minorities on Colombia.
Game: Look! Daisy killed two of her supporters!
Me: ...what?
Game: Look! Daisy killed a helpless man!
Me: ... who you established and a homicidal scumbag presiding and owning a factory run along Auschwitz lines.
Game: Look! Daisy is trying to kill a helpless child! NOW WILL YOU HATE HER???!!
Me: She could be eating kittens and shitting Hitler and I'd still love her to spite you, stupid game.
And just hammering it with a wrench (curiously absent from this game, btw) that the Black feminist rebel leader desperately fighting back against a homicidal racist mass murdering corperate messiah is as bad as said homicidal racist mass murdering corperate messiah.
Game. You are a Fail. STFU and let me run Booker off ledges some more. Or bring in the Luteces and let's have some fucked up orgies in Paris because OMG people from other universes YES
Honestly, I didn't need all that universe bending shit, just let me wander around a psycho racist and very pretty city screaming obscenities at it's inhabitants and I'd be happy. I'd happily play a version of the game where Booker decides he doesn't need to bring Elizabeth anywhere because there's enough cash in Colombia to pay off any debt his scrambled egg of a mind thinks he owes, and he and Elizabeth just stage heists nicking everything that isn't nailed down (if it is, they steal the nails as well) until they've got so much cash (note, Colombia is minting silver coins at a time where silver coins were no longer being made due to the lack fo silver) Colombia is totally broke and Comstock dies of a hernia brought on by sheer frustration and Booker and Elizabeth's airship can barely fly and they drift to a dignified landing in Rapture, steal everything there as well, set up a base and start a multiverse-wide theft-for-hire industry.
Because that would be awesome.
Because I Was Not Giving A Fuck when I played in the first time, i spent about half the game swearing at everyone and everything, insulting to Colombians' dress-sense, accent, views, values, religion and habits of leaving food and money everywhere, stealing everything that wasn't nailed down, turning on every tap I could find in the hope that the city would run out of water and die (until I got to Battleship bay and saw how friggin' pointless that was). I would have taken a piss in every drink I could have found and kicked kids to the ground and teabagged them until they drowned if the game had given me the option. Look at all the fucks I give! They are nonexistant! I am in your city, fucking your shit! Booker DeWitt shits in your salad and slaps you in the face with your own testicles you inbred proto-Nazi scum.
I kept it up until the end of the game (until the asylum bit, where everything got a bit too nasty to laugh at) only by that time I was swearing at DeWitt as often as the setting.Y'know, I am not taking the word of a fucking Pinkerton as to whether a rebellion is moral or not. After I realised the Pinkerton badge actually belonged to DeWitt I had him jump off roofs for a bit to teach him a lesson. But you'd have thought the game believes DeWitt was the ultimate voice of morality (well, him and Elizabeth. A Pinkerton and a girl who'd be eaten alive on the streets of Paris and have her bones spat out to line the catacombs, woo, colour me impressed) the way they bend the plot into pretzels to try and get me to thinkthe Vox are the bad guys.
Game: Look! Daisy stole your airship!
Me: And is using it as a mobile infirmary. Can't we just fly everyone to Paris?
Game: Look! Daisy is trying to kill you!
Me: In a world where I'm dead and where there are large amounts of lifelike animatronics, I'm not surprised.
Game: Look! Daisy is trying to kill Elizabeth.
Me: The child of her hated enemy and the living symbol of oppression for minorities on Colombia.
Game: Look! Daisy killed two of her supporters!
Me: ...what?
Game: Look! Daisy killed a helpless man!
Me: ... who you established and a homicidal scumbag presiding and owning a factory run along Auschwitz lines.
Game: Look! Daisy is trying to kill a helpless child! NOW WILL YOU HATE HER???!!
Me: She could be eating kittens and shitting Hitler and I'd still love her to spite you, stupid game.
And just hammering it with a wrench (curiously absent from this game, btw) that the Black feminist rebel leader desperately fighting back against a homicidal racist mass murdering corperate messiah is as bad as said homicidal racist mass murdering corperate messiah.
Game. You are a Fail. STFU and let me run Booker off ledges some more. Or bring in the Luteces and let's have some fucked up orgies in Paris because OMG people from other universes YES
Honestly, I didn't need all that universe bending shit, just let me wander around a psycho racist and very pretty city screaming obscenities at it's inhabitants and I'd be happy. I'd happily play a version of the game where Booker decides he doesn't need to bring Elizabeth anywhere because there's enough cash in Colombia to pay off any debt his scrambled egg of a mind thinks he owes, and he and Elizabeth just stage heists nicking everything that isn't nailed down (if it is, they steal the nails as well) until they've got so much cash (note, Colombia is minting silver coins at a time where silver coins were no longer being made due to the lack fo silver) Colombia is totally broke and Comstock dies of a hernia brought on by sheer frustration and Booker and Elizabeth's airship can barely fly and they drift to a dignified landing in Rapture, steal everything there as well, set up a base and start a multiverse-wide theft-for-hire industry.
Because that would be awesome.