When I was a guy, you will open an adventure and get a chocolate with a bell -shaped chocolate with a aftertaste for the rancid you want to eat a small window with a cardboard. And you will do well. Not these days. Now, you get a small Automata squadron with exercises for your nose to pat your battle lines and completely destroy your vulnerable missile launchers. The country has gone to small robot dogs, I told you!
Wait, hang on. I’m really thinking about Mechabellum!
Nic: Competitive games are very difficult and stressed, and the competitive RTS games are difficult enough to eliminate a reindeer of steel, and sufficiently tense to make the reindeer wake up with PTSD later. Not too Mechabellum, but I think that even a reindeer is beaten, hurt will have a good opportunity to be quite good. Source: I’m quite good at Mechabellum, and people often tell me that my gaming skills are almost a trembling, injured reindeer. In those exact words.
This has no doubt, largely because Mechabellum does not require the absurd reaction skills of a traditional RT, because your MECH made all battles for you and automatically. I believe I will call it ‘Autobattler’, then. Correct. One of my better inventions, there. Then, your job is to choose the robots you want, where you want and the upgrades you will provide them to make sure they completely defeat your opponent.
The feeling of playing Mechabellum is similar to a war. Both sides have access to the same tool, so the name of the game is to find weaker parts in your opponent’s battle lines. Perhaps they invested too much in the herd units on one side, so you have defeated a few baked ovens. You open the entire ribs, through which you can go to their generators, seriously weakening the rest of their forces. It was a hegemony chess game, deeply satisfying those who think that Snipy robot is cooler than the bishops, that everyone I want to be you. I love it. It took me many hours in my life. I will give it more hours.
Back to the adventure schedule to open another door!
