Imagine...
An angry and spitefully strong Nordic deity creates a video game for Xbox 360 with all the glory and grandeur one would expect from a god. Then, that norse game falls in love with Dynasty Warriors and they make a beautiful baby game together with all the best parts of one another. Then that game grows up and meets up with Gauntlet Legends at a night club, goes home to Gauntlet's hotel, and accidentally makes another baby video game. This baby game grows until just about adulthood before every version of Dance Dance Revolution kicks its door and impregnates it with a puppy litter of terrible, barely thought through video games.
“Beowolf: The Game” is the half-wit, retarded 3-legged runt puppy of that litter.
I want my $2.99 back.
(Also, I’m going to find a better picture to post. This one isn’t very clear.)
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