However, it's not all bad, and the predator confrontations are harder than a kilted Scot jogging during a highland storm. Generally it's just a case of finding the right vent to crawl through, while mincing endless droves of humans and a couple of predators into meaty strands. Which leaves us with the Predalien missions, which sadly, aren't too great either. Oh yes, I nearly forgot, the Predator's much vaunted new weapon - the wrist laser - is so effective, you won't even bother using its other weapons. By the end of the three missions, the limp-wristed plot actually answers fewer questions than Thribbletwat College For the Dropped at Birth would if they entered University Challenge. Once again, puzzles are a nonentity and it's not long before the whole campaign degenerates into a simplistic corridor-based shooter. a rock creature and a mutated ankle-biting worm make cameo appearances, but they can all be dispatched with the minimum of effort. Three new indigenous alien species consisting of a giant cow. I'd argue it doesn't even constitute an ungripping one. Watching a bunch of predators waving at each other incomprehensively, looking like they're having their first stretch of the morning instead of mapping out an essential mission to liberate a priceless artefact, then running off in random directions and leaving you with a sidekick who gets stuck behind a pebble does not, in my estimation, constitute a gripping plot.
Apparently the most important campaign of the three in terms of storyline, it turns out to be little more than a pathetically cobbled together set of substandard missions, gelled weakly with some ill-thought-out and uninspired cut-scenes. Also, all three missions are monumentally difficult on the higher levels and will give even the most hardened alienslaughterer an exhilaratingĬhallenge, due to the sheer numbers and toughness of the enemies. The final mission is superb though, and will have you unloading every round from your arsenal as you battle for dear life. There are no puzzles to solve, just a few levers to pull and loads of aliens to shoot, and while they do crawl up walls to rake at your eyes more ferociously than a slapping wife whose just found out her husband's been banging her sister, the lack of suspense and failure to capture the fear of AvP2 through erratic lighting and clever use of sound, makes the whole affair less gripping than a leper's hand. Within a minute of the first mission, you're swamped by legions of aliens. Tragically, the Corporate missions are about as subtle as a kick in the furry spheres. Eh-hem, right, where wasI? Oh yes, while showering, you're called away mid-lather to go and find the aliencontrolling artefact in some ancient underground ruins, leaving your boyfriend Dimitri cupping his balls in frustration in anticipation of your return. Still, could come in handy if she wants to reserve a parking space for her APC. At least that's what they look like in the shower-scene intro thanks to the Lithtech engine's slightly suspect character rendenng.
Having played as the so-called good guy in AvP2 (a heroic looking marine with an American accent and a jaw you could forge metal on), here you play an apparently evil Corporate soldier called Dunya, with a Russian accent and breasts like a pair of giant traffic cones. However, try as it might to copy the best elements of its bigger sister, Primal Hunt fails in almost every way. Each of these contains three missions, which in an attempt to emulate AvP2, interlock to form one overall picture. Just like before, you get to play through three campaigns, human, Predator, and in a very slight twist, Predalien.
Well, let's start at the beginning, which apparently, is a very good place to start. So just where did it all go so horribly wrong? Yes it was all looking so promising when I was told what to expect from AvP2's first expansion pack, Primal Hunt.
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The single most terrifying game ever and I were once again to be reunited, entwined in a frenzied bond of blown off limbs and melted skin (I usually have to pay a kind lady from Kings Cross for that sort of thing), screams of child-like fear and an endless barrage of shouted expletives as dead bodies swim in a vat of blood. Intestines, liver, spleen, kidneys and a windpipe if I remember correctly. The rekindling of the love affair I shared with AvP2, the game I gave my heart to last Christmas, but one to which I lost far more. Three new sets of interlocking missions they claimed, which would capture the essence of the original AvP2 and answer the questions about the mysterious artefact from that very game, the one which gives the bearer control over the acid-filled alien hordes.
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