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A cigarette burn would have been art this 30th. Not sure I'll recover again after being a fucking target this year. I know I'll live in my head and wish someone was there that loved me like her. Besides all the clouds and blood splatter, I still believe you are out there somewhere.

AV's Dead Space 2 Review(PS3)

I’m coming at this review not playing the first Dead Space. Unfortunately, I missed the first one but I am on board for the sequel. It does have a nice previously on so I got to see what Isaac Clarke  had been up to. After a quick story fill in I wake up to madness. I’m on a space station named Sprawl. Instantly I feel I’m really there and all hell or necromorphs has broken out.

I can not say enough about the lighting and graphics in this game. It’s beautiful in it’s details. Space sequences truly stand out. Throughout my first play through I’m not sure I ever realized I was on earth. I was completely immersed in space. I think that’s when I felt something was truly different about this game. Don’t get me wrong, this is a hellish nightmare but there is beauty in the details. Space is incredible, the set pieces are beautiful and the whole look I believe is perfect. There are a few hiccups with the necros I noticed and some camera glitches but they were barely noticeable.

The lighting I feel deserves it’s own award. The darkness to the rings of Saturn to the lasers are simply incredible. A part of the total immersion is the lighting in this game and it’s perfect. While some sequences just put me in awe the majority of it has me ready to jump out of my skin. The lighting in ever aspect to this single player is brilliant.

Gameplay fits perfect with this game. You have telekinesis for grabbing objects, limbs to use as weapons and many other strategies. There is a slew of weapons and upgrades for your suit and equipment. They are extremely rewarding as it’s a challenge to receive nodes. Nodes lets you adjust your rig(suit) and weapons. Finally a survivor horror game that has balls and does limit you on ammo, powers, etc. You do have to work for it all and it’s a satisfying yet terrifying experience. Stomping can be a little too much fun but also grabs you loot. So there is a purpose to stomping on all the necros and bodies in this nightmare. Also there are puzzles that add a break from the combat. I really enjoyed these but don’t want to spoil them for anyone.

Sound is also a huge plus for me with this title. The music is eerie, atmospheric, dramatic, and fits in perfectly with the campaign. It never attempts to cheese it up and commend them for this. Screams and necros also fill up the sound to perfection. Sometimes I still don’t know if it was ears playing tricks on me or if it was a lurker coming at me.  The guns sound great and set pieces with moving parts are brilliant. Crank the volume, turn off the lights and enjoy this title to it’s fullest extend.

The replay ability is already high. There are 4 different difficulties although the last is probably left for people that just love abuse. The multiplayer is a lot of fun. It’s not perfect and is more of it’d be nice to kill some necros and/or humans with some objectives thrown in the mix. Guard or Defend. It’s fairly basic but it does work overall. While not the best multiplayer I think it does fit the game. There are plenty of ranks to move up and upgrades to achieve as well. I’ve heard a lot of people down the multiplayer and while it’s not perfect, I still see myself playing it here and there. It’s still a lot of fun. It also nearly looks identical to the campaign gameplay which I love.

I can’t recommend this one for the younger folks but those that want a dark, nightmarish, survial horror game this one is for you. It’s the best one I’ve played in a long time. It’s brutal, it’s scary and at times it’s simply fucked up. If it sounds like that’s up your ally do yourself a favor and check this one out. It will definitely be a remembered game for me for some time to come. Excellent game.

9.5 out of 10

1.24.11

Sharp knives inside

my mind, sending

tremors throughout

Soul stitched from

webs spun from 

decades of decay

A push button

panic attack

I'm ready to fly

again, fall into

that abyss again

My fortress is

no more, my

world crumbles

before the gods

judging me from

the pinholes in

this nuclear sky

Pulsing eye

twitching wrist

self-made list

of take care

goodbyes

nightmare

sighs

 

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I've got a head full
of undead, wrath
filled day dreams
Black out fallout
Bridges built by
devils within
destroyed by
these visions
Haunting my life
day to day and
I'm drifting into
that cloudy eyed
state of mind
Rapture of my
soul began and
I'm sinking lower
than ever today
Despair plagues
veins under my
aging skin, within
I'm only dark
once again

Inamorata

Pining to be in a gaze
between the moon
and those green eyes
I've tipped the cup
of past memories
and beliefs in souls
colliding supernovas
Floating around in
space like I once
new, believed
and forever
believed, when
I swore I had
wings to soar
into this happy
future with
Sick with love
I am always
Inamorata

1.13.11

I'm back in years
before my time
thinking, wishing
and hoping for
a truth to find
itself amongst
the razor wire
I hold myself
upright with
I feel like that
kid again, a
steady stutter
heartbeat
anticipation
of words
never said
Not even sure
I can breath
or be here
again with this
splintered mind
racing thoughts
and heart beat
heart change
changes into
that intersection
of blood, hope
tears, and love
Razor wire
comfort seems
should be my
only worth

1.7.11

A slice to my forearm
sends me under again
I've lost my place here
in this world that seems
so fucking far from my
beliefs and rhythms I
bang out with a shake
and twitch, a painful
ache that reminds me
of the guilt I already
faced yesterday and
tomorrow, just another
shit binge bridge I see
Lust for the poison
upon my lips I am
A collision to turn
speed to hallucinogen
I can't breathe either
god damned way
I can't see either
god damned way
I'm just sick and
empty, turning
into a word bound
apathetic figure
An apparition just
trying to disappear
drown in my own
blood, my home
just need to be
so far gone
and alone

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Yet another year,flip the calendar

and watch myself walk another

persons steps and lie to myself

in these dreams taking me under

Another love sick hour hangs

over my head and misspoke

poems crumble into broken

words from a war torn heart

This darkness consumes what

little light I had years ago

Now it's black outs, falsities

and razor claws leading me

Hand in hand, while I go

under that crystal blue star