It was interesting, it was intricate, and there were a lot of bitches. Never mind that finding a copy of this game was a fucking nightmare, I managed to do it and fired it up. I’ve heard a lot of stories about old-timey prospectors who’d literally shave the surface of stones in hopes of maybe, just maybe, finding a speck of gold somewhere within. A wonderful clusterfuck of many hours of tasty and delicious video game mechanics and about a few seconds worth of smut, hidden somewhere within. And then, when you get to the chocolate chip, with your belly full and your expectations low, it actually turns out to be a damn tasty chip. And the only way to find it is to spoon your way through a gallon of vanilla pudding. Imagine you order chocolate ice cream, and you get a barrel full of vanilla pudding instead, but some sneaky bastard crammed a chocolate chip in the middle of it, and you have to find it. Well, technically is the right word here. But, my general rule is that if a game has any real smut in it, then I have to review it, because it is technically a smut game. If I ran a regular review site, I wouldn’t be bitching. I’m a porn reviewer, not a game reviewer. Reviewing this game is going to give me an ulcer, I can feel it.
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