The Drudge vs. The Grudge. Also, meme.
Nov. 9th, 2009 11:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I had to go get a new power supply for the Black Beast this weekend, since its old one went tits-up last week. Fortunately, it didn’t take anything with it.
So while I was at Fry’s, I bopped over to the Wii games to look for a couple of things on my wishlist. I’d planned on getting just one or the other–I knew Ju-On was relatively cheap, but I did not count on The Conduit being all of $17… so I came home with two new games Saturday afternoon!
I’m kind of glad I waited until The Conduit got cheap, because as awesome as it is (good God, the Wii was made for first-person shooters) it’s way too short and its ending is very unsatisfying, and if there is not a sequel that’s going to be a pretty shitty place to leave it. Also, I wish the environment wasn’t so indestructible–playing Ghostbusters has kind of spoiled me on environments where anything and everything can be blowed up real good. It just makes me kind of sad to fling grenades and shoot plasma bolts and strafe a room with a biomechanical hand cannon that shoots EXPLODING BEES, I SHIT YOU NOT, and have nothing to show for it but a few bullet holes in the wall.
Other than that, it’s fucking great. I have not yet tried multiplayer, but I plan to very soon.
As for Ju-On, I played it last night. And finished it. It’s even shorter, yeah. Basically, it’s equal parts “Baby’s First Survival Horror Game” and “long, interactive screamer .gif.” Gameplay consists of walking (very slowly) around your spooky abandoned venue, looking for batteries for your flashlight (if your last battery dies, it’s game over, but batteries are fairly plentiful), looking for keys for locked doors, looking for scraps of pictures and newspaper clippings, and getting the bajeezus scared out of you by Kayako and/or Toshio and/or random shit falling down, making noise, or otherwise acting in ways it shouldn’t every so often.
And now, a meme.
- Take four books off your bookshelf.
- Write the first sentence
- Write the last sentence on page fifty
- Write the second sentence on page one hundred
- Write the next to the last sentence on page one hundred fifty
- Write the final sentence of the book
- Let your friends guess what book it is.
BOOK 1
-Missing Mile, North Carolina, in the summer of 1972 was scarcely more than a wide spot in the road.
-Trevor was dimly aware of the man shifting in his seat, making a show of tugging his John Deere cap down over his eyes, his body giving off a strong stale odor of cheap beer and human dirt.
-Paperbacks, mostly.
-He almost drove on through, but caught himself drifting across the center line and decided to top for a quick nap.
-Trevor found ways to show it straight on through till morning.
BOOK 2
-’We Szekeleys have a right to be proud, for in our veins flows the blood of many brave races who fought as the lion fights, for lordship.
-’This seems a very minor business.’
-’Those are very common vampires. We shan’t be common.’
-Genevieve held Lily’s tiny, fragile head against her bosom.
-After they were past the piked skull of Abrahan Van Helsing, Genevieve looked back and saw only darkness.
BOOK 3
-The big kitchen of the Murrys’ house was bright and warm, curtains drawn againt the dark outside, against the rain driving past the house from the northeast.
-Then came the riders of the wind when all the riders sang the ancient harmonies and the melody was still new, and the gentle breezes cooled the burning.
-Gaudior sniffed.
-The unicorn folded his wings.
-”In this fateful hour, it was herself she placed between us and the powers of darkness.”
BOOK 4
-Here’s something I can do without: People ahead of me on the supermarket line paying for an inexpensive item by credit card or personal check.
-Baseball and football are the two most popular sports in this country.
-Traditional American values: Genocide, aggression, conformity, emotional repression, hypocrisy, and the worship of comfort and consumer goods.
-He said if we really wanted to invent something special, we oughta come up with the axle.
-”Laugh? I thought I’d die.”
Originally published at Fire of Unknown Origin. You can comment here or there.