Showing posts with label Katamari Damacy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Katamari Damacy. Show all posts

Friday, February 27, 2009

The Things That Just Aren't Right

Why does 50 Cent have his own game?



And why did it get a decent review on Gamespot?!

So sometimes there are things that just aren't right but I'm thinking that a game that can include:

There doesn't seem to be an end to the strange and surprising things that you can encounter in Noby Noby Boy, and each map is dynamic, with plenty of movement and activity by its inhabitants, and new people and things constantly raining down from the sky. You can interact with those people by just wandering around and giving them rides, trying to wrap yourself around them, or, most enjoyably, by eating them, which can produce some astonishing new creations. If you eat a strawberry and a cheerleader and then unceremoniously expel them from your rear, you may get a cheerleader with a smiling strawberry for a head. That may sound crude, but this is one example of how Noby Noby Boy's extremely simple graphics are an asset. The colorful and simplistic visual style makes the whole process of eating and then sending things flying out of your backside cute, funny, and completely inoffensive.

source: http://www.gamespot.com/ps3/action/nobinobiboy/review.html

...will be just fine.

I really hope that Noby Noby Boy isn't nausea inducing like that Katamari Damacy that I don't really like to talk about but it seems...like I could have fun with this, as would Beetchie.



I mean, look at those edible goats!

Currently listening to: "My Mathematical Mind" by Spoon.

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

Obsessions...Of A Beetchie?

This may have happened before The HoChieS began a blog, or maybe it just never showed up on here because we refused to talk about it in great detail. However, I think we're at that point in our lives now, where we just have to bring some truths to light. Really and truly, Beetchie already knows about our dark tale, and if she knows then there's only so much more persecution that can come our way.

It all began one night with a lack of food and a new videogame.

As we all know, when life throws you bread, ketchup, cheese, vienna sausages (and if you're 'lucky' like we were that night) and/or pepperoni and a toaster oven, you make a Ghetto Pizza.

This we did and quite happily.

It was a Saturday, with 1 or 2 HOchies breaking in a brand new game.

That game, was Katamari Damacy.

It was a fun game. There were pretty colours, a little green Prince, cats, mice, paperclips, birds, crabs, cars, people and The King of Cosmos.

There was also lots of rolling.

Rolling.

And more rolling.

For twenty minutes of my life, I rolled up a few katamari to pathetic sizes, and got yelled at by the King of Cosmos, whose fault it was the stars had fallen out of the sky to begin with.

With my balls of various collected items (cats, mice, paperclips, birds, crabs, cars, people), I put the broken universe back to some semblance of its former self - granted it was 'trash' with which I re-created the stars, things were happy for me, the little green Prince, slave to the King of Cosmos.

Then came the nausea.

I felt very ill. Was it the pepperoni? It was a week or so old.

Ignoring the possibilities of it being something else, I kept rolling my crabs along into a katamari in the hopes of creating the constellation "Cancer".

Rolling.

Rolling.

and Rolling some more.

At the twenty minute mark, I found myself flying to the bathroom to vomit. This was something I had not done in over four years or so.

I came back to my seat in the living room and handed the controller to H1. I quietly thought to myself that I really hoped it was the pepperoni but my suspicions were confirmed when H1 started feeling ill as well.

The HOchieS managed to pick up a 'nausea-inducing' fun game.

As I sit here typing this, I am feeling ill because I always feel slightly ill at the mention of the word "Katamari".

Well, two years ago our fun ended and while we are ashamed, we found out that we're not the only ones with this problem.

Two years ago saw us start a great game and end the fun in twenty minutes but that game was passed along to Beetchie who has since been hooked on it.

She's one of the lucky ones who gets to enjoy the bizarre music and the berating laid down by the King of Cosmos when the Prince rolls up a pathetic katamari. Sometimes she gets whipped but she likes it.

The fourth installment of the game came out recently, which Beetchie has been playing since yesterday. This is the real reason for the blog because she's out of control and gave me gems today. Please be warned, the following photo will shock you (and maybe even give you a little nausea without even playing the game).

Memorable Conversations from Beetchie:

I heart Katamari! I'm found a paper origami thingie of the little prince and I'm gonna print it out and put it together when I get home. So cute!

and then in an attempt to awaken me from my data entry slumber, she sent this -



::shudder::

Sometimes Beautiful Katamari, is not so beautiful...
and it likes to keed as well. Oh, the things you can roll up:

...You do this by rolling a katamari around one of several bizarre environments. Controlling the katamari simply involves moving the two sticks on the Xbox 360 controller around as if you were controlling a tank. The catch is that you can only roll up items that are relative in size to your katamari. So if you're presented with a teensy katamari, you can only roll up small things, like thumbtacks, coins, and candy pieces, until you're big enough to move on to the next tier of items. Eventually you'll be rolling up people, cars, floating cows, giant mushrooms, Ferris wheels, giant squids, clouds, Trinidad & Tobago, and Orion's Belt, among many, many, many other things.

source: www.gamespot.com

Monday, October 31, 2005

Or 2's Review: Part II - The Not So Awesome and/or Downright Hideous Times

HOchie 1 or 2 have never quite learnt to turn down things that are cute. Two examples are "Aqua, Aqua" & "Sheep". Those are two puzzle based videogames that we'd rather not talk about.
Apparently Or 2's poor judgment is shared by Beetchie.
What we have here is that Bitter Melon drink that we had a hard time getting down after the grilled quail during the second trip to St. Mark's Place. Upon further inspection, we call bitter melon something else. And it's not something HOchie 1 likes to eat at all. I, on the other hand, really enjoy it stuffed with shrimp & pork or fried. But what isn't good fried?
This here was not one of our finest moments but not a hideous moment either.

I'll tell you what a hideous moment is - looking at nasty asses during Halloween. :::shudder:::

People wearing tight, white pants before and after Labour Day.

Another hideous moment is walking down the street with HOchie 1 and being referred to as "Cute Twins" (which in itself is not too bad) by a "not cute at all" man.

Katamari Damacy - nauseau inducing 'fun'. Truly, truly hideous.

And a moment that could have been hideous but thankfully wasn't: Tom wearing white pants. What saved my eyes from melting out of their sockets? They weren't tight. Thank goodness for small mercies, I suppose. Truthfully, I was mesmerized.

Currently craving: Dumplings...of the street variety.
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