Bioshock: Welcome to Rapture or How I Totally Called It
I've never played much of a first-person shooter before. When I was seven?, Wolfenstein and Doom scared the b'Jesus out of me and I never went back. I'm the kind of person who plays Warcraft and Warcraft II on god mode (I'm a medieval man!), then spends most of her time making her own levels and playing THOSE for realsies.
I spotted the Bioshock goodness seven months ago (while Justin was distracted by the shininess of Mass Effect) and said, "Heart attack be damned, I'm gonna get me some of that!" And yet despite my going to Gamestop *shudder* a week ago to get a copy with the Big Daddy figurine, Justin managed to beat me to the punch anyway.
So now we're taking turns, and we have A Strategy.
****SPOILER ALERT*****
Still here? Okay.
Justin, ever the paladin, is going to "Rescue" the Little Sisters and I am going to "Harvest" them. Neither of us know what a Harvest looks like yet. I am that far behind him in the game. Slow and steady. Heh.
I am squeamish but I generally like to play as evil characters. If a dead enemy is twitching I beat them with my wrench until they stop... So I am going to remain consistent.
My remit:
1. Harvest the Little Sisters.
2. Attempt to snipe the Little Sisters.
3. Smoke all in-game cigarettes.
4. Drink all in-game booze.
5. Flush all toilets I find.
6. Turn on all sinks I find. (Waste is a sin, right?)
7. Splice the shit out of myself.
8. Become the Empress of Darkness.
w00t!
And here are some things I'm watching:
1. The Great Chain of Life and my wrist chain tattoos. Also, watching Flickr for the first person to get them IRL.
2. The mutant/fleshbot war waging between Fontaine and Ryan. Wondering if the Dr. S who makes the Little Sisters if still alive and if I'm going to later go on child-catching missions for him. Maybe Atlas has a daughter...
Okay that it's with the creepiness for now.