My name's Rob. I'm insane, but not in a criminal way. At least, not yet. Take the character of Spicoli from Fast Times at Ridgemont High, make him older and chubbier...and you pretty much know all you need to know about me.
Sometimes I get these urges to play something and they are uncontrollable. Such as a few days ago when I decided that I really needed to try beating Baldur's Gate II. I'd been playing it a few years ago, but way too much shit was going on in my life and that game's way too engrossing and life-stealing for me to handle both it and real life.
So, it's take two!
As opposed to my wuss good-guy Paladin from the first trek, I figured I'd go with a character more along my heart — a Chaotic Neutral fighter. I can excuse good deeds because of the need to help people to get rewards and I can excuse the bad things I'll do because I just don't care about law and stuff.
Very impressive, through the first chapter or so. I'm in Chapter 2 where I still have to do the main dungeon and one sidequest which involves collecting three of an item dropped by a specific monster in said dungeon.
Looks like my just-finished review for Ms. Splosion Man is my 300th on this site. I should have some replica pro wrestling title mailed to me for this accomplishment. I'd wear it in public. And drop elbows on anyone who questioned my sanity.
Been playing a good bit of Cthulhu Saves the World. Up to the dungeon in Innsmouth, which means I've done most things in the game. With the exception of the Astral Cave and final dungeon. And optional fight with Dem from Breath of Death VII.
Downloaded Apple Jack (platformer) as the game I spend my other 80 points on. First couple levels are simple, but there's potential once the game stops with the hand-holding.
Basically up to the part of Breath of Fire II where I fight the circus ringmaster to rescue Spar. Algernon was as tough a boss as I remembered. Even though I've been grinding a bit, it still was a tough battle. Its two sidekicks come back to life way too quickly.
And through 3-2 in Yoshi's Island.
Ah, it seems my near-six month of lethargy to open 2011 have disappeared and I'm in a writing mood. Which explains why I did reviews for two really old games last week. I have a few more 2600 titles lined up for potential reviewing, because the world needs to know how I feel about Dodge 'Em. Don't deny...you care. More than you care about your own life.
Anyway, I'm kinda playing four games bit by bit right now, since I like variety.
Since there is a scientific law somewhere that says progress reports are fun both to write and to read, here's what I've been doing in the wild world of gaming over the past however long it's been since my last progress report.
Here be the original review which shall be rewriten sometime between this very minute and Saturday.
Since the beginning of time, mankind has yearned to fly. Of course, until the level of technology began to match that dream, there were some disastrous results. Just go back to the mythic times of Daedalus and Icarus. While Daedalus seemed to catch the hang of using the artificial wings he created, poor Icarus flew too close to the sun, had the wax holding his wings melt and then took a one-way trip to the depths of the Mediterranean Sea. Not exactly a rousing success, is it?