BRITBOY'S RATHER BIZARRE PC GAME POETRY QUIZ.

OK Let's make this a little harder, can anyone get this 8?? :)



I know karate, magic spells and using throwing stars too
There used to be loads of us, now there's very few
I beat up baddies and when I win they turn into animals
All of this is necessary whilst trying to find my mini-pals!



I wake up for some food
Then dump the plate on the foor, how lewd!
I do whatever someone tells me to, including going to bed
At least I do whenever This green triangle thing is above my head



I'll build a base I'll capture flags, I'll kill them with my Shermans
I'll go for paratroopers, that'll show those Germans
What do I start with? Just some engineers?
Let me choose route N13, that will give them the fears.


Out in deepest space now, plotting my vector
Not been playing long, and I'm already a spectre
I've got bought a rifle and completed missions, collecting my fee
What fun it is, this single player RPG

Over a million courses, or so they say
And this game was free, I didn't have to pay
It's impossible to damage these racing cars we drive
Lucky, the courses are MENTAL! Designers, behave!



On the top of a tower I stand, wow, the city looks grand
Then I dive of like a nutter, in a cart of straw, I land
So this game is set in the future? It certainly looks like the past ..
You're looking at repressed memories, now assasinate, fast!



Prisoners released, beating them up is kinda fun
But this is not a prison, it's an asylum
That bad guy I'm chasing, wears too much make-up
I'm a one man crime-fighting machine? Real identity hidden? Yup



There's three of us, on this mission, a knight thats rather fat
A thief with a bow, and a wizard, in a hat
Far too many skelitons, platforms as well
Have to decide which person to control - wow, swell!
 
Born of beer, synthetic life I perfected,
Though it uttering "How you doing?" is to be expected,
Stolen from my "family", as I am the only heir,
It's pretty grim below all this metallic air.
 
Growing up in the Bronx, I often played with simians in a keg,
My, how the tables have turned!
I must now leap and clamber to reach one of my 5-a-day.



I am terrified of the supernatural,
Only medication will help,
But relief is only temporary,
I doubt I will ever escape.
 
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Alone on a station,
Survival the goal,
She hides in my mind,
And screams "make us whole".

System shock 2?

One from me:

William is the name, breathing is the game
In the hall of the mountain king, keys need collecting
Before escaping quick and bold, the next chamber to behold.
 
With axe in hand i start to run
oh how is this game so much fun
it would be better with out that twit
no they have all rage quit
 
Growing up in the Bronx, I often played with simians in a keg,
My, how the tables have turned!
I must now leap and clamber to reach one of my 5-a-day.



I am terrified of the supernatural,
Only medication will help,
But relief is only temporary,
I doubt I will ever escape.

er ..

1) er .. Braid?
2) er .. whats it called -- 'depression' or some 1 word thing .. its VERY scary ..! It's on the tip of my tongue .. the FPS where you have no weapons yea and basically hide or run away???
 
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