It would figure that I would purchase a new games console the weekend before one of the busiest weeks I've had for a while, so I've not really had the opportunity to play it into the wee small hours as I would have liked, but I have decided to blog about my shiney new PS3 before it becomes even older news. This'll be long. You know you don't have to read it! :D
I picked it up from my local(ish) Gamestation where a friend of mine works. In the end I got the 80gb console, two official controllers, Killzone 2, Resident Evil 5 and two years extended cover for a penny short of 380 pounds. It seemed like a good enough deal but to be fair I didn't really care about the monies.
Before I go into my thoughts on this purchase I must stress just what an analogue virgin I really am. Or was. Despite owning a PS2 for over a year, I have never gotten out of my D-pad+press/hold B Megadrive mentality. If a game required analogue stick or button manipulation I generally tried to play around it until it became absolutely necessary, at which point I would quit rather than adapt. I have watched people playing through many amazing games, but I myself remained firmly and determinedly anti-analogue.
Until now.
So the first night I spent mostly watching my friend play RE5 on his account since I had work the next day. Then I rushed home determined to complete Resi in one non-stop bout, but for some reason I changed my mind. It might not have been my finest decision, but it certainly taught me a few lessons.
What game was it, you may well ask, which I chose as the gateway into 3rd Gen and 3D gaming-proper? Quite simply I must admit that I began my 'grown up' gaming career by tentatively wobbling into the blood-seeped arena that is Killzone 2's online 'Warzone'. Oh yes. No waiting to even play the actual game for me! Not my best ever idea.
I had never heard of Killzone, neither the first nor the second, but Gamestation mate was explaining its FPS nature and awesome online gameplay and I thought 'why not'? I had enjoyed a few goes on Half Life 2 and Unreal Tournament 2004 when they were new back in the day on the boyfriend's PC. I had even been quite good by the end. But dual-analogue is *not* like a mouse and keyboard combo.
So Warzone it was and, as I'm sure you can imagine, it was a massacre. Even playing within my own rank I didn't know whether to laugh or cry at my futile attempts to appear even slightly in control - all to no avail. I had no knowledge of the maps, I didn't have a *clue* what I was supposed to do for each objective, and I had never tried to manipulate even a menu using the analogue sticks before. No words can express the total fail which was my newbish attempts to master the infamous controls of Killzone 2. Instead I shall put it in numbers:
Total length of time I spent playing online for the first time: Approx. 9 hours.
Total number of kills in that time: 118.
Total number of times killed in that time: 649.
*facedesk* That works out at approximately 5.5 deaths for every kill. What must have I looked liked as I glitched my way around the place like an erratic madwoman, running into places and spraying bullets til I crumpled into blood-spattered monochrome? More than one opponent stood still, watching while I spun about fighting with myself and the controller in a desperate attempt to aim at them, only to have them shoot me cleanly in the face once my dance of desperation had finally ended with my facing in their general direction.
By the end of this epic learning process, however, I had definitely improved. Enough to not be reduced into a frantic flurry of panicked button bashing at the merest glimpse of a foe at least. I knew what to do for each objective! And I could move round semi-familiar maps with only sporadic attempts to walk through walls.
Since then I have had little chance to play as much as I'd like but what time I have had I have invested into playing the 'proper' Killzone 2 game. I will write a rambling review for it once I've completed it so I don't want to discuss it much here, but I must say that I am absolutely AMAZED by this game. Granted it is my first 3rd Gen game but it just looks so damn good even on my ancient television. I can't wait to see it in HD.
The second reason as to why I am amazed by this game is a surprise even to me, but it is the controls of this game which I really love. The glitchy, erratic, dual-analogue controls. They give a realism to this game which I could not have imagined while bouncing and leaping my way round UT2004. It feels gritty and dirty and it makes my palms sweat sometimes, but if you want to be good, you *really* have to learn how to play it. Suddenly I'm strafing, I'm shooting in bursts, I'm more cautious and better for it.
I've heard that other people have found the controls awkward at first and I can understand how the lack of any sort of auto-aim might be annoying to some, but I don't think they could have made it any better and I love the fact there's no help with aiming. I may not really be able to play it at the minute, but I've always liked a challenge. This leads me to the most important thing I feel about this game right now:
I want more! It keeps me coming back. I am determined to master this game although I know realistically it will take *months* of my time - time I am willing to invest. The platinum trophy seems as achievable to me as an Olympic Gold right now, but I know it's coming, one day.
So right now I am slowly improving, lamenting the fact that I'll probably never recover the astounding number of lives I've lost, and clawing with bloody nails at the very first rung of the trophy ladder. And I don't know when I've had more fun. I'm ****ing loving it. Even though I'm still really, really bad.
Look me up if you want, I'll try to learn how the friend thingy works if you tell me who you are, and I am always willing to come out and play. But remember - really, *really* bad!
Best 380 pounds I've spent in a long while.

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