Wait, what? The player is tacitly encouraged to beat hordes of people (who weren't attacking them) to death rather than relinquish a couple of flat-screen TVs. It's certainly a new take on the 'MINDLESS VIOLENCE' meme...
That's a bit of a cop-out. Abrams insisted from the start that it would all make sense in the end, and the writing staff would be expected to take their lead from him.
Haha, what? No, the thing that ruined Lost was that both Abrams and his writers continuously lied to their audience about their lack of any overarching plot for the show. Can you honestly not remember all this? [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-IIQpiInCIs&feature=player_embedded]
Your magic...
Yeah, pretty much this. I'm honestly surprised that Abrams actually has any credibility in the industry after literally ending a six-year-long thriller with "strange things happen on the island because THE ISLAND IS MAGIC". I know lost was a huge commercial success and all but a cynical ploy on...
Thanks for the heads-up; I wasn't seriously thinking of keeping track of canisters, just trying to get in the mood :)
I understand what you mean about equipment/trenchcoating but I was going by your outline in the op: "The Medic receives bio-gel, which can heal minor bullet and burn wounds...
I figured an extra medic would be acceptable given that they're going directly into a disaster zone and it might be necessary to work with any humanitarian organisations in the area. Is that okay?
Karyen stayed close on Donovan's heels as the massive cleric swept through the crowds. As Donovan ducked through the doorway and called for a healer, Karyen caught a young attendant by the elbow.
"Some water, please. You speak Serakian, yes?"
As the attendant hurried off he mopped the...
Hmmm... I could be keen, but I'd be more interested in playing a support role like recon, comms and electronic warfare. Would it be okay for me to play as an AI?
"Our next plan?," Karyen muttered through gritted teeth. "My next plan was a drink, a bath and then another ten drinks; not helping Lady Penelope with her bloody homework. Brilliant."
The salve had helped with his cuts and bruises, but his head still rang like a belfry. Sprinting after...
Karyen jerked back as the splintered shards of wood and brick and stone flew into the air as if caught on the crest of a wave, then hurled themselves against a low wall a few feet away. A good hour's work had been done in a matter of moments, but there was little cause to thank the mage just...
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