2004-10-08 - 9:26 a.m.
For anybody out there with a Playstation 2, you must go buy this game immediately: Fatal Frame 2.I bought this one on a whim after watching a friend play it for a couple minutes one day, and holy flippin' fairies - it is the scariest thing in all of existence.
Maybe I'm just a weakling or whatever, but this game scares the piss out of me in like six different directions, and by the time I'm done playing I'm usually balled up and quivering like a weasel on steroids. When I first started playing the game, I turned all the lights off and turned the sound way up to get the whole "mood" set, but now, screw that. Every single light in my house is on at all times now, I don't care what time of day it is. This game has seriously affected my utilities bill. I acutally played the game in the afternoon in full, broad daylight once to convince myself that it wasn't that bad. I ended up locked in the bathroom with my back in the corner weeping uncontrollably. Kristina couldn't get me out of there for hours. This game has got me paranoid to the point where I'm clawing at co-workers who I don't see coming at least a mile away, and the other night Kristina walked up behind me too quietly and I had to punch her in the face. Haha, fictional domestic violence, what fun!
You think I'm kidding, but you have no idea (MTV Diary-esque, no?). The basic premise here is that these attractive Japanese female twins return to a forest that they used to play in as children because the area is about to be flooded upon installation of a dam (I swear it's not porn - except for that one part near the end...). One of the sisters ends up chasing a butterfly in to the woods. Now, it's the middle of the day when she takes off after this thing, but when her sister tracks her down on the outskirts of an abandoned village a few minutes later, it's pitch black. So you just know it's on. As if the fact that her sister is totally wiggin' out ('90s nostalgia, hooray) isn't enough, there are seriously, seriously pissed off ghosts in this village, and they're everywhere, and they want to deep fry your soul in Creepy Sauce and play Beat the Corpse with your body.
If you actually manage to keep one of these things from consuming your essence whole - by using your trusty Ghost-Hurty camera - then they leave behind these little crystals that you can put in a special radio to listen to them screaming and crying over their eternal torment. The worst part is that when you're in Camera mode trying to fend off the ghosts, your view changes to first person, so it looks like they are actually coming right at you, and I'm not entirely convinced that they're not, and I don't know why they hate me, but I wish that they would leave me alone, grandma! Make them leave me alone!
The worst of the scary ghosts in this game actually make me want to throw the controller hard at the wall and run screaming into the kitchen, where I would grab a knife and stab myself in the head a little to make the demons come out. I mean, there's one girl who dies inside of a storage box, and she comes up out of it looking just like that chick from The Ring when she crawls out of the TV (which also scared me senseless). She shuffles along slowly after you with her head down, until you start to piss her off with your little flashing light machine, at which point she raises her head and arms and tracks you down like a cruise missile aimed at an Iraqi "wedding party" (I mean, seriously, how many of those can we accidentally bomb). And don't even try to run away. You'll walk into the next room, thinking you're all safe like in most video games, and that crazy ho will come through the wall and pull your twin's spleen right out of her body. I shudder just to think of it.
Then there are the three little kids who want to play tag with you. Just one small catch. They're all dead. I tried to tell them, but the clowning idiots just wouldn't listen as they pummeled me to death with their spirit juju. And there's the ghost who's convinced that you killed her big brother. She makes Mio's flashlight go out and then runs in to give you a "hug" while you're stumbling around in the dark, wetting yourself. Really, I can't tell you how incredibly frightening this is. You just have to experience it for yourself. So go do that now.In other news, my wedding reception is this Saturday (Hoorah!), but my idiot cousin decided to tag along with my aunt and show up (Boo!). If you're wondering how annoyed I am by this, I'm actually considering not attending my own reception in an attempt to avoid him. Yeah, he's really that bad.
Also, I need to have an emo/screamo pow-wow with those of you out there who are fans of the genre. If I only have the money to get one CD, should I get Fallout Boy, Letter Kills, The Used (yay!), Matchbook Romance, or the new Taking Back Sunday? Or maybe something entirely different? Underoath? Al Green? I'm so out of the music scene nowadays, it's ridiculous. Any advice would be much appreciated.Bee tee double u, hope your weekend is fab-tastic.Gratze,
McFly
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