It's so sad. I really wanted the Outbreak games to be succesful, or rather, well made. I really like the concept. Playing as an average joe instead of a teenage wonder and crack shot semeed infinitely appealing and returning to the roots of what really makes the zombie genre work. Team gameplay almost never works well in a third person setting, so I wasn't too optimistic about that, but I still figured Capcom might surprise me. I especially liked what I heard about the plots, that they were small, self contained, and almost universally ended in ruin for the characters. I like dark stuff like that. Getting to revisit Racoon City is never a bad thing, either.
So I decided to rent the first Outbreak, figuring that, as I was an RE vet, I'd have no trouble getting into it. Oh how wrong I was. I found the game basically unplayable. I couldn't get my character out of the first room, let alone equip a viable weapon or give orders to my buddies. I played about ten minutes (in which I died four times in the most frustrating and confusing manner possible) and decided I'd had enough.
If it's any consolation, Capcom, that's actually what I imagine a true zombie take over would actually be like.
So I decided to rent the first Outbreak, figuring that, as I was an RE vet, I'd have no trouble getting into it. Oh how wrong I was. I found the game basically unplayable. I couldn't get my character out of the first room, let alone equip a viable weapon or give orders to my buddies. I played about ten minutes (in which I died four times in the most frustrating and confusing manner possible) and decided I'd had enough.
If it's any consolation, Capcom, that's actually what I imagine a true zombie take over would actually be like.
Note to gamers: when someone shoots you in the face, they aren't "gay." They are "psychopathic."

