Wednesday, 8 June 2011

In Dead Space, no one can hear you scream.


At around 1 am this morning I was knee deep in necromorph guts, having recently purchased the utterly awesome Dead Space 2.  So there I was, happily obliging some cranky necromorphs with complimentary cosmetic surgery (a la plasma-cutter),when out of nowhere this HUGE spiky creature with one hell of chip on its shoulder starts flinging me around like an armour-clad ragdoll.  After banging me around for a while I noticed the glowy orange bit on its arm that's exposed every now and then, so I fired like a madman until, through a seriously awesome chain of events, the creature and myself were sucked into the vacuum of space.  Some button-mashing and one well placed shot later, I was able to re-enter the space station alive and intact, while tall, dark and f*ck ugly went spiralling off into the void.  It was like eating a giant slice of awesome, with extra awesome, and a side order of WTF. 

The achievement you get informs you that the creature you just put in the deep freeze of space is (was) called the tormentor, an apt name.  The point I'm trying to make is that Dead Space 2 is beautiful, full of death and guts and evil little necro-toddlers, but beautiful.  I loved the original but I delayed buying the sequel until I was sure I had enough fresh sets of underwear, anyways, I'll be posting a full review soon - better late than never.

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