Now, I don't usually beg, but in this case, I'll make an exception. It's like the game developers found a way to bottle pure excitement and inject it directly into your veins. The adrenaline rush? Constant and unyielding. You'll find yourself sitting in your underwear at 3 am, eyes bloodshot, heart pounding like a drum solo at a rock concert, screaming at zombies on your screen. ![]() The game is so good, it makes you question the very fabric of reality. It's intense, it's terrifying, and it's absolutely bloody brilliant! It's like riding a rollercoaster that's on fire while juggling chainsaws and reciting Shakespeare backwards. It's an adrenaline shot straight to the heart, akin to a heroin rush for the thrill-seekers among us. ![]() Resident Evil 2, my dear friends, is not just a game. Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you a review of Resident Evil 2, written by a woman who has been dead for quite some time.
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