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GodlessPagan
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As any *True™ Original Half-Life fan (someone who waited anxiously for years for it to arrive, much like we are all doing now) will tell you, playing Half-Life for the first time was unlike any 3d gaming experience they'd ever had.
Having played shooters like Doom and Hexen up to this point, Half-Life was a very welcome diversion from the typical "kill anything that's not you, space dungeon, no clear plot" shooter. Through the innovative use of scripted sequences, talented voice acting, a simple yet well written plotline, and a team dedicated to divining the best shooter ever, Valve had succeeded in totally immersing the player in the world it had created.
I remember actually getting angry the first time I saw a marine gun down one of my fellows while I was coming down the stairs. I remember that I'd wished I been faster, that I could have saved him, that this was the LAST time I'd let that happen, that every last solder I saw from that point on would answer to the guns in my hands. They gave me s#!t, I gave them lead and fire.
Funnily enough, this anger was reserved only for the human-like soldiers in the game. The aliens seemed to me like pawns that had been drug into this battle against their will. Ofttimes, I would leave them unmolested if they didn't notice me. Seemed like a fair deal.
Assuming there are some other folks out there who allowed themselves to become this involved with Half-Life, do you guys have any similar stories or experiences that would be fun to share?
*This is just a joke. We're ALL true fans, I've no doubt. :thumbs:
Having played shooters like Doom and Hexen up to this point, Half-Life was a very welcome diversion from the typical "kill anything that's not you, space dungeon, no clear plot" shooter. Through the innovative use of scripted sequences, talented voice acting, a simple yet well written plotline, and a team dedicated to divining the best shooter ever, Valve had succeeded in totally immersing the player in the world it had created.
I remember actually getting angry the first time I saw a marine gun down one of my fellows while I was coming down the stairs. I remember that I'd wished I been faster, that I could have saved him, that this was the LAST time I'd let that happen, that every last solder I saw from that point on would answer to the guns in my hands. They gave me s#!t, I gave them lead and fire.
Funnily enough, this anger was reserved only for the human-like soldiers in the game. The aliens seemed to me like pawns that had been drug into this battle against their will. Ofttimes, I would leave them unmolested if they didn't notice me. Seemed like a fair deal.
Assuming there are some other folks out there who allowed themselves to become this involved with Half-Life, do you guys have any similar stories or experiences that would be fun to share?
*This is just a joke. We're ALL true fans, I've no doubt. :thumbs: