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jecca_mehlota) wrote2012-01-25 01:25 am
jecca_mehlota) wrote2012-01-25 01:25 am
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Uncharted 2, chapters 1-5
Yeah, okay. Not really feeling like doing anything today, but maybe shooting idiots will make me feel better. I hate the fact that rounds of depression leave me feeling apathetic about video games. (And, I mean, everything else, too, of course, but, really.) But the only things I have on my "to do" list right now are all chores, and, while I really, really tried to make it downstairs to check if the washer was empty, I kind of petered out somewhere around 10 steps from my bed. And putting on shoes and a jacket to get to the post office sounded even less appealing. And cleaning my room, well. I never actually want to do that, so.
SO THEN I TOOK A NAP. And now I guess I'm sick enough of doing nothing but sitting around being annoying and emo and so have managed to force myself into starting up the ps3 and moving from my bed to my chair. (That one was pretty easy, actually, since I had to get up and get a drink, anyway, and if I'm already up, well.)
I hate having to wait for shit to install every time I pop in a new game.
I like the title screen music, did I mention that last game? I don't think I – Luna, get off my line of text (this is the best thing ever omg) – thanks* – I don't think I did.
*I had the main crew bouncing around for a while, but that was apparently too many for my addled brain to deal with, and then AJ got in a ... car or something and refused to get out and it took up like half the screen (exaggeration) and I rage-quit. And then I went back because damn it they're cute, and I've decided my favourite is just to have season 1 Luna wandering around, because Luna is awesome, her colour scheme is pretty, my wallpaper is a night-scene, and she doesn't get in the way too often. (She is rather fond of sleeping, actually.) But then I worry she might get lonely, so I keep popping other ponies in and out, too. It's all very time consuming, but I have a hard time focusing on things for too long when I'm in bouts like this, anyway, so, uh. I don't know where I was going with this. Back to Uncharted now.
… Bloody in a train car teetering on the edge of a very long fall. This is a fun way to start the day. Nate sure knows how to party.
Stop throwing boulders at me, game.
Also, I wish Nate would move a little faster, but it's kinda neat that they're making his movements match up to his state.
Yeah, okay, Nate. Take a nap there. Sure. Couldn't possibly be a bad idea.
I like this place better. It is less snowy and awful. Though who is Harry Flynn? Other than someone Nate knows and appears to be friends with, I mean.
Ah, he is someone who wants to get us all killed. Of course! (Sorry, mate, even if I thought this might be harmless, your Evil Accent gave you away.)
And also someone named Chloe Fraser, who loses trust points by virtue of traveling with Evil Accent Man.
And we are all going to go steal an oil lamp. Yeah, sure, why not.
How is his 13th Century Latin? You forget, Harry. This is Nathan "Omnilingual" Drake.
The lost 13? Wait, how'd we get to Transformers…?
Ah, now he's excited. Lost treasure? Lost ships? PROBABLY AT LEAST ONE CURSED STATUE? All right!
... woo! I see a treasure~!
That tree makes me nervous, but I guess I have to walk under it, don't I.
Ha! That was beautiful. That bad guy who pops out of fucking nowhere to shout HE'S ALIVE!... I ducked behind a crate, but before we could kill him, he blew himself up. Karma really can be a bitch, Nate, you sure said it.
Oh, for god's sake, train, what did we ever do to you?!
More flashbacks. Get the door!
What thing with Flynn? Rrrgh. …Ouch, low blow, Nate. Hrm.
So, but, seriously, where is Elena? Nate, surely you've not forgotten the Queen of Awesome? I mean, no offense, Chloe, maybe you're cool, too, but you're not really inspiring me to believe as much right now. YOU ARE ACTING TOO MUCH LIKE THE ANNOYING TOKEN FEMALE whyyyy.
No, don't trust her, she's probably playing you both.
Dagger-y looking thing in the snow. Shouldn't some of that blood have come off his hands by now? I mean, in between scaling train cars and falling over into the snow…? Maybe not, I suppose he keeps refreshing it, anyway.
Nate, I think you've managed to hit almost every entry on the "famous last words" list already, and we're, what, 10 minutes in? Geez, no wonder you woke up in a train wreck.
Sewers, wooo. "In like Flynn"… I don't get it, either…
Hey, treasure in the museum, too! Cool, if not a little, er. Timey-wimey.
Skin. Skin is overrated. Suck it up and run through, guys.
And now Harry rolls his eyes in complete exasperation as Nate stupidly falls off the catwalks and breaks his skull open. Brilliant. (What? It saves you the trouble of ending me later, right?)
SNEAKING.
NO DON'T LET HIM GO FIRST HE'LL LEAVE YOU THERE TO BE FOUND AND MURDERED or not (yet), I guess. Though I love how Flynn's just like, are you kidding me, when Nate asks if he wants to get this door alarm.
Man, I suck at this stealth thing. That guy on the walkway – apparently you pull him into the flowerbed – gave me no end of trouble.
These poor guards, though, geez. Just minding their own business (I swear somebody yawned every time I threw myself off the upper walkway back in the courtyard) and these crazy guys just pop outta nowhere and knock 'em on their asses.
Still terrible at rope-swinging, I see.
There's a guy above you, there's a guy above you!
… there's a guy below you, there's a guy below you!
It's dumb, but it amuses me. Too bad Flynn's an enemy. Alas. (No, I don't actually have any proof of this, other than that he's hitting pretty much all of my DO NOT TRUST buttons. And also there's the accent.)
… I'm not sure what or how I just fell off whatever I just fell off (wasn't even holding the controller), but, uh, surprise!
And that poor guard was just whistling. I feel bad about shooting people (even with tranqs) when they're not shooting at me or even doing anything especially evil.
HAND TO MOUTH at destruction of priceless artifacts. Even though I knew it was coming. Wow, self, freak out.
NATE, I BET THIS CAN WAIT. Look, I know Harry's evil, and a bit stupid, but I am pretty sure he has the right idea this time. NO FIRES IN THE MUSEUM.
SHAMBHALA! …Flynn, do you just act dumb, or is this legit? Also, yay more cursed items. Please no zombies?
YUP, THERE IT IS. Bye, Flynn. I'll miss your terrible jokes.
(Though, you know, hey, glad you were at least partially acting stupid. I was a bit worried for a while, there.)
… So, yeah, that went well.
Three months and Nate has degenerated into a complete loon who spends his days playing out (with some improvisations and improvements) his final, ill-fated adventure via hand-puppets.
Hey, Sully! S'up? Glad someone from the last game's still around (though, well, I mean, it's not like there was much of a cast, but, er. Shut up?).
CHLOE. Still don't think I trust you, but yeah, sure, we'll go along with this. After all, you did tell Sully how to find me.
… yay, more fortresses overflowing with armed guards.yay boo Chloe immediately taking diversion-making to mean she'll just seduce people. Ugh, really? (I feel kind of bad being annoyed about it, I mean, what, she is not allowed to choose that? BUT EVERY GIRL EVER ALWAYS ENDS UP IN THIS ROLE. BRING BACK ELENA GOD DAMN IT, she would have known explosions were necessary.
And now it's Chapter 3 and I once again succumb to ambivalence and am gonna go …take another nap. Or. Something.
BUT NOW WE'RE BACK and feeling a bit better, at least, and also we're in some jungle swamp. It is full of birds. They are very pretty.
Damn it, Sully, you just had to mention guards, didn't you.
But it's good to see your aim has improved between games.
I SEE A MONKEY.
TIP: if you are going to be fighting people near exploding barrels, try not to stand too close to any of them, lest you accidentally blow yourself up.
Camp is deserted. IT'S A TRAP!!!
… not a very effective one, if so, though. UNLESS THAT WAS A RUSE to make me let my guard down.
Hahaha, damn it, Sully! Sure, just throw them at me! Also, Nate, how are you fluent in EVERY OTHER LANGUAGE EVER, APPARENTLY, but not know what "frivolity" means? I hope you are ashamed.
… Welp, now I wanna know what happened in Montreal. (… or do I.)
Hahaha, "(death gurgle)" as the subtitles text.
AND NOW CAMP GOES BOOM!
A sniper rifle? Oh, Sully, you lucky devil. (Also, he seems to have grown on me at some point when I wasn't looking.)
Uh, wow, this is really close to their camp. Between that and Chloe just magically appearing behind us, I am pretty sure they've already found this place.
BATS.
BLOOD.
Looots of blood, wow.
Hm. This is that thing from the train wreck back then / in the future. NATE. DID YOU CAUSE THE TRAIN WRECK BY PICKING THAT UP? Phurba. That thing, yes.
Should we really be discussing this here? Especially with Chloe right there, eavesdropping? (Sorry, my dear, but I still don't trust you one bit.)
Also, I don't like this "shoot the treasure down" bit they've got going on. WASTING MY AMMO aaaaa
NATE, NO! You just let her run off with the phurba! She'll be back for the map, though.
That was fast. Grrrrrrr. SAW IT COMING. NO LESS ANNOYED.
NOW SHE'S OUR ALLY AGAIN GOD WHATEVER STOP MAKING OUT
… we're not already somewhere warm? Sorry, the jungle-y scenery kind of confused me, I guess.
Let's hear it for cutscene immunity. /o.o/
Damnit, Chloe, I want to like you, I just really am having a hard time with it.
Aaaugh vehicle chase? (Been better maybe, but been a hell of a lot worse, too.)
Oh, no. It gets better. Rather than a vehicle chase, I am, in fact, being chased by a vehicle while on foot. Fuuuuuck.
Uugh, man, this is just so unfair.
… hahaha, woah! Or maybe not, if the buses are on my side!
Nice! Apparently once you take down a guy with a shield, you can claim it as your own!
Where the hell did she get a rocket launcher? Can I have it? PLEEEASE?
Also, you may be always saving my ass, but you're also always helping to get it into situations where it needs said saving, so forgive me if I'm reluctant to aware you too many brownie points.
All right, seriously, enough with the ass jokes. They weren't really that funny the first time.
And on that sour note, we hit chapter 6 and I call it a day (again).
Dying:
GRAVITY: 5
Stealth failure: 6
Exploding Barrel Oops: 1
Camp Battle: 2
Run Over: 1
Shield Bash: 1
In closing, I've filled my phone with Final Fantasy (predominately XI, since it was a FFXI site I got them off) ringtones. Yay, me.
Yeah, okay. Not really feeling like doing anything today, but maybe shooting idiots will make me feel better. I hate the fact that rounds of depression leave me feeling apathetic about video games. (And, I mean, everything else, too, of course, but, really.) But the only things I have on my "to do" list right now are all chores, and, while I really, really tried to make it downstairs to check if the washer was empty, I kind of petered out somewhere around 10 steps from my bed. And putting on shoes and a jacket to get to the post office sounded even less appealing. And cleaning my room, well. I never actually want to do that, so.
SO THEN I TOOK A NAP. And now I guess I'm sick enough of doing nothing but sitting around being annoying and emo and so have managed to force myself into starting up the ps3 and moving from my bed to my chair. (That one was pretty easy, actually, since I had to get up and get a drink, anyway, and if I'm already up, well.)
I hate having to wait for shit to install every time I pop in a new game.
I like the title screen music, did I mention that last game? I don't think I – Luna, get off my line of text (this is the best thing ever omg) – thanks* – I don't think I did.
*I had the main crew bouncing around for a while, but that was apparently too many for my addled brain to deal with, and then AJ got in a ... car or something and refused to get out and it took up like half the screen (exaggeration) and I rage-quit. And then I went back because damn it they're cute, and I've decided my favourite is just to have season 1 Luna wandering around, because Luna is awesome, her colour scheme is pretty, my wallpaper is a night-scene, and she doesn't get in the way too often. (She is rather fond of sleeping, actually.) But then I worry she might get lonely, so I keep popping other ponies in and out, too. It's all very time consuming, but I have a hard time focusing on things for too long when I'm in bouts like this, anyway, so, uh. I don't know where I was going with this. Back to Uncharted now.
… Bloody in a train car teetering on the edge of a very long fall. This is a fun way to start the day. Nate sure knows how to party.
Stop throwing boulders at me, game.
Also, I wish Nate would move a little faster, but it's kinda neat that they're making his movements match up to his state.
Yeah, okay, Nate. Take a nap there. Sure. Couldn't possibly be a bad idea.
I like this place better. It is less snowy and awful. Though who is Harry Flynn? Other than someone Nate knows and appears to be friends with, I mean.
Ah, he is someone who wants to get us all killed. Of course! (Sorry, mate, even if I thought this might be harmless, your Evil Accent gave you away.)
And also someone named Chloe Fraser, who loses trust points by virtue of traveling with Evil Accent Man.
And we are all going to go steal an oil lamp. Yeah, sure, why not.
How is his 13th Century Latin? You forget, Harry. This is Nathan "Omnilingual" Drake.
The lost 13? Wait, how'd we get to Transformers…?
Ah, now he's excited. Lost treasure? Lost ships? PROBABLY AT LEAST ONE CURSED STATUE? All right!
... woo! I see a treasure~!
That tree makes me nervous, but I guess I have to walk under it, don't I.
Ha! That was beautiful. That bad guy who pops out of fucking nowhere to shout HE'S ALIVE!... I ducked behind a crate, but before we could kill him, he blew himself up. Karma really can be a bitch, Nate, you sure said it.
Oh, for god's sake, train, what did we ever do to you?!
More flashbacks. Get the door!
What thing with Flynn? Rrrgh. …Ouch, low blow, Nate. Hrm.
So, but, seriously, where is Elena? Nate, surely you've not forgotten the Queen of Awesome? I mean, no offense, Chloe, maybe you're cool, too, but you're not really inspiring me to believe as much right now. YOU ARE ACTING TOO MUCH LIKE THE ANNOYING TOKEN FEMALE whyyyy.
No, don't trust her, she's probably playing you both.
Dagger-y looking thing in the snow. Shouldn't some of that blood have come off his hands by now? I mean, in between scaling train cars and falling over into the snow…? Maybe not, I suppose he keeps refreshing it, anyway.
Nate, I think you've managed to hit almost every entry on the "famous last words" list already, and we're, what, 10 minutes in? Geez, no wonder you woke up in a train wreck.
Sewers, wooo. "In like Flynn"… I don't get it, either…
Hey, treasure in the museum, too! Cool, if not a little, er. Timey-wimey.
Skin. Skin is overrated. Suck it up and run through, guys.
And now Harry rolls his eyes in complete exasperation as Nate stupidly falls off the catwalks and breaks his skull open. Brilliant. (What? It saves you the trouble of ending me later, right?)
SNEAKING.
NO DON'T LET HIM GO FIRST HE'LL LEAVE YOU THERE TO BE FOUND AND MURDERED or not (yet), I guess. Though I love how Flynn's just like, are you kidding me, when Nate asks if he wants to get this door alarm.
Man, I suck at this stealth thing. That guy on the walkway – apparently you pull him into the flowerbed – gave me no end of trouble.
These poor guards, though, geez. Just minding their own business (I swear somebody yawned every time I threw myself off the upper walkway back in the courtyard) and these crazy guys just pop outta nowhere and knock 'em on their asses.
Still terrible at rope-swinging, I see.
There's a guy above you, there's a guy above you!
… there's a guy below you, there's a guy below you!
It's dumb, but it amuses me. Too bad Flynn's an enemy. Alas. (No, I don't actually have any proof of this, other than that he's hitting pretty much all of my DO NOT TRUST buttons. And also there's the accent.)
… I'm not sure what or how I just fell off whatever I just fell off (wasn't even holding the controller), but, uh, surprise!
And that poor guard was just whistling. I feel bad about shooting people (even with tranqs) when they're not shooting at me or even doing anything especially evil.
HAND TO MOUTH at destruction of priceless artifacts. Even though I knew it was coming. Wow, self, freak out.
NATE, I BET THIS CAN WAIT. Look, I know Harry's evil, and a bit stupid, but I am pretty sure he has the right idea this time. NO FIRES IN THE MUSEUM.
SHAMBHALA! …Flynn, do you just act dumb, or is this legit? Also, yay more cursed items. Please no zombies?
YUP, THERE IT IS. Bye, Flynn. I'll miss your terrible jokes.
(Though, you know, hey, glad you were at least partially acting stupid. I was a bit worried for a while, there.)
… So, yeah, that went well.
Three months and Nate has degenerated into a complete loon who spends his days playing out (with some improvisations and improvements) his final, ill-fated adventure via hand-puppets.
Hey, Sully! S'up? Glad someone from the last game's still around (though, well, I mean, it's not like there was much of a cast, but, er. Shut up?).
CHLOE. Still don't think I trust you, but yeah, sure, we'll go along with this. After all, you did tell Sully how to find me.
… yay, more fortresses overflowing with armed guards.
And now it's Chapter 3 and I once again succumb to ambivalence and am gonna go …take another nap. Or. Something.
BUT NOW WE'RE BACK and feeling a bit better, at least, and also we're in some jungle swamp. It is full of birds. They are very pretty.
Damn it, Sully, you just had to mention guards, didn't you.
But it's good to see your aim has improved between games.
I SEE A MONKEY.
TIP: if you are going to be fighting people near exploding barrels, try not to stand too close to any of them, lest you accidentally blow yourself up.
Camp is deserted. IT'S A TRAP!!!
… not a very effective one, if so, though. UNLESS THAT WAS A RUSE to make me let my guard down.
Hahaha, damn it, Sully! Sure, just throw them at me! Also, Nate, how are you fluent in EVERY OTHER LANGUAGE EVER, APPARENTLY, but not know what "frivolity" means? I hope you are ashamed.
… Welp, now I wanna know what happened in Montreal. (… or do I.)
Hahaha, "(death gurgle)" as the subtitles text.
AND NOW CAMP GOES BOOM!
A sniper rifle? Oh, Sully, you lucky devil. (Also, he seems to have grown on me at some point when I wasn't looking.)
Uh, wow, this is really close to their camp. Between that and Chloe just magically appearing behind us, I am pretty sure they've already found this place.
BATS.
BLOOD.
Looots of blood, wow.
Hm. This is that thing from the train wreck back then / in the future. NATE. DID YOU CAUSE THE TRAIN WRECK BY PICKING THAT UP? Phurba. That thing, yes.
Should we really be discussing this here? Especially with Chloe right there, eavesdropping? (Sorry, my dear, but I still don't trust you one bit.)
Also, I don't like this "shoot the treasure down" bit they've got going on. WASTING MY AMMO aaaaa
NATE, NO! You just let her run off with the phurba! She'll be back for the map, though.
That was fast. Grrrrrrr. SAW IT COMING. NO LESS ANNOYED.
NOW SHE'S OUR ALLY AGAIN GOD WHATEVER STOP MAKING OUT
… we're not already somewhere warm? Sorry, the jungle-y scenery kind of confused me, I guess.
Let's hear it for cutscene immunity. /o.o/
Damnit, Chloe, I want to like you, I just really am having a hard time with it.
Aaaugh vehicle chase? (Been better maybe, but been a hell of a lot worse, too.)
Oh, no. It gets better. Rather than a vehicle chase, I am, in fact, being chased by a vehicle while on foot. Fuuuuuck.
Uugh, man, this is just so unfair.
… hahaha, woah! Or maybe not, if the buses are on my side!
Nice! Apparently once you take down a guy with a shield, you can claim it as your own!
Where the hell did she get a rocket launcher? Can I have it? PLEEEASE?
Also, you may be always saving my ass, but you're also always helping to get it into situations where it needs said saving, so forgive me if I'm reluctant to aware you too many brownie points.
All right, seriously, enough with the ass jokes. They weren't really that funny the first time.
And on that sour note, we hit chapter 6 and I call it a day (again).
Dying:
GRAVITY: 5
Stealth failure: 6
Exploding Barrel Oops: 1
Camp Battle: 2
Run Over: 1
Shield Bash: 1
In closing, I've filled my phone with Final Fantasy (predominately XI, since it was a FFXI site I got them off) ringtones. Yay, me.