Fucking Uncharted Part Tres: FINISHED!
I summoned up the courage today to take another stab at adventure game turned zombie shooter Uncharted: Drake's Fortune.
Well...by summoning up the courage, it meant moving my PS3 to a well lit room and playing there. I died many a time, but luckily not during the zombie parts! I found putting myself in the corner and mowing down zombies as they rushed you was the easiest way to do it. Used up lots of ammo, but the game was nice enough to give you lots of ammo. The human shooters were much harder to deal with because they had extra armor and better aim than the ones before. Found that I had to just blast them as quickly as I could. My slow and steady approach from earlier no longer worked, because they usually blew up the crates I was crouched behind.
Of course my brother and cousin wandered in halfway through the playing (once the zombies were all gone) and made fun of my shooting. Hmph. And yet neither of them were volunteered to sit next to me during the dimly lit zombie parts. Bunch of weenies, both of them. Only know how to talk big after I did all the hard parts.
So now, this game will go to the bottom of the box, never to be played again. Next line of business (after bringing down my blood pressure and calming by racing heart) is Uncharted 2. Hopefully the Yeti's are not as scary as Uncharted's zombies.
Well...by summoning up the courage, it meant moving my PS3 to a well lit room and playing there. I died many a time, but luckily not during the zombie parts! I found putting myself in the corner and mowing down zombies as they rushed you was the easiest way to do it. Used up lots of ammo, but the game was nice enough to give you lots of ammo. The human shooters were much harder to deal with because they had extra armor and better aim than the ones before. Found that I had to just blast them as quickly as I could. My slow and steady approach from earlier no longer worked, because they usually blew up the crates I was crouched behind.
Of course my brother and cousin wandered in halfway through the playing (once the zombies were all gone) and made fun of my shooting. Hmph. And yet neither of them were volunteered to sit next to me during the dimly lit zombie parts. Bunch of weenies, both of them. Only know how to talk big after I did all the hard parts.
So now, this game will go to the bottom of the box, never to be played again. Next line of business (after bringing down my blood pressure and calming by racing heart) is Uncharted 2. Hopefully the Yeti's are not as scary as Uncharted's zombies.