I agree the game is out of it's prime now, the engine is all that remains the actual game was good back then... would get smashed as a first person shooter now days, with all those call of duty's and battlefield 3's.
***Picture this scenario***
Two children, a boy and girl are dancing in front of a wall, the wall looks as though it's a major battle from star wars only it's 3D and the children are controlling the guns and lazors with their fingers, the small of the two is the boy who insists on yelling 'pew pew' every time he shoot. You give a small weak chuckle with is ended in a cough.
A mid aged woman comes in holding a package and hands it to you, and with tired hands you tear away the brown paper and inside is a CD case with the lambda symbol on it. It takes you a moment, it looks so familiar, what is it?
"Oh!" you moan with a wheeze. The kids turn around curious, their game paused and they gather around your armchair.
"What is it granddad/grandmum?"
"This kids is what games used to be like. Oh this brings back memories". The boy opens it up and looks at the strange silver disc inside.
"How's it work". You stand up with a grunt, retrieving you cane and walking towards the back door where birds are chirping.
"It doesn't matter". The CD case lays on the ground until someone eventually comes along, thinking it's junk and throws it away.
***Picture this scenario***
Two children, a boy and girl are dancing in front of a wall, the wall looks as though it's a major battle from star wars only it's 3D and the children are controlling the guns and lazors with their fingers, the small of the two is the boy who insists on yelling 'pew pew' every time he shoot. You give a small weak chuckle with is ended in a cough.
A mid aged woman comes in holding a package and hands it to you, and with tired hands you tear away the brown paper and inside is a CD case with the lambda symbol on it. It takes you a moment, it looks so familiar, what is it?
"Oh!" you moan with a wheeze. The kids turn around curious, their game paused and they gather around your armchair.
"What is it granddad/grandmum?"
"This kids is what games used to be like. Oh this brings back memories". The boy opens it up and looks at the strange silver disc inside.
"How's it work". You stand up with a grunt, retrieving you cane and walking towards the back door where birds are chirping.
"It doesn't matter". The CD case lays on the ground until someone eventually comes along, thinking it's junk and throws it away.
I can go on with my day now, with a timely reminder not to trust any journalistic sources without double checking every thing first.
