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and i still cant tell how much of this is Tuco genuinely liking the game and how much of it is him trolling Ut.
Definitely a little of both
You guys should have seen what happened yesterday while I was playing The Evil Within 2.
A giant white octopus-style monster with a head looked at me funny. It's head cranking around looking and eyeing every quadrant of his room. I knew I wouldn't have the strength in my state to be able to do anything about it, as I had just turned on a generator that was supposed to equalize the STEM project town of Union. I was exhausted. I was out of ammo. I was desperately trying to get to the next save point as dinner was ready, my character was hungry, and it was time for a chicken bacon brat to fulfill my energy level to get back on the couch and continue playing. Like Sebastian in the Neverending Story, I ate along with my character and didn't hit the pause button. We all thought that this was a great idea at the moment. Maybe this beast of a monster would get tired... fall asleep? Making it easy for me with my new caloric intake at hand, to have the energy to carry on.
When I was rejuvenated, I took a look at my options. This particular beast had a severe neck height advantage and one small step meant the end for me, and being that I just had dinner, that would be wasted food.
As it peered over and to the left I saw my breaking point. A small wall jetting out - covered in a white substance that slowed me down. It was sticky. It was hard to traverse. LUCKILY, by the har of my chinny chin chin I was able to hit behind the wall but moved to a small crate next to that wall - as the beast heard a drop of my foot, as it peered directly over me. Calm as one could be in such a dire situation, I waited - and the beast looked to the other side of the room as I stealthily made my way to the next box.
HE SAW ME! AT THAT SECOND.
I frantically ran away to the right of the hideous monster, and it gave chase! HOW. HOW WAS IT DOING THIS. It needs the puddle of white to sprout, I thought, as I ducked behind another box in the next room.
I'M SAFE. I MADE IT. THANK GOD I ATE!
No. My assurance that everything would be ok came to an abrupt end as it sprouted behind me again as I threw everything I had into my legs and high gear to keep running towards ONE SINGULAR DOOR. As I kicked the door open in a full sprint I heard the beast howl one last time. Until we meet again I think it thought, as I was thinking, "The next time we meet again, I will have bullets".
I saved the game. Breathed a long sigh of relief, and finished my green beans.
Tonight, I may see that beast again. This time.... I will be prepared. Happy this didn't have a nemesis system.... Immune to my 9mm? I don't think so.
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