What’s the world’s fascination with bots? Do we see a future where most machines will take over tasks we find mundane, boring, or dangerous. Or Tiny droids that will enter our bodies and repair us or augment us? Virtual pets or companions where the real thing is just not practical or safe? All these things and more. I think we’re mostly in convenience. So what are the main sources of bot love? Firstly Star Wars, with those loveable droids C-3PO and R2-D2. Ever since the late 70’s they’ve been ingrained into our consciousness. Movies, cartoons, toys, even cereal has had these two little guys. We can hardly think of a world without them. Secondly, the Japanese. Their love of technology has spearheaded efforts to make robots, walk, talk, and even think, and inspired the world’s culture. Granted things like Transformers was a Japanese and American co-creation, there’s no doubt about the influence the Japanese had on them. In fact it was a Japanese toy line that some guys from Hasbro bought, and based a whole franchise around. Okay with that spirit I present my next review for a game called G.W.A.T. which stands for a Game Without A Name.
What I think of it: GWAT needs a lot more work done on it before it can be thought to be fun. Edit: After playing it a little bit more I started getting the hang of it. It’s not really a bad game, but there are some things that could be improved. More after the break.
The Break.
The morning was cool and still as a thick fog crept over the battle fields. The only sounds that could be heard was the distant sounds of clinking armor, and of cook fires being put out by kicking sand or water buckets. “Prepare the firing line.” said Cunningham to his Bow-master. Bow-master Rowan was also his Arch-Duke Cunningham’s Sergeant-at-Arms. Rowan walked silently to the archers at the ready. The fog was starting to lift as Rowan dropped his arm with his thumb pointing downward. The line of archers dipped their arrows in small braziers which held a curiously blue flame. Rowan raised his hand as the archers raised their bows, with their blue-flamed arrows, and then just as the fog lifted he dropped his arm! There was still no sound except for the sound of hundreds of arrows being loosed into the air.