THaT1GuY9001(2012-07-14 02:07:48) This is my opinion on the amazing, emotional game Journey, for PS3 PSN. Enjoy.
Journal entry 1, date unkown. Time: Sunsrise: I woke, not knowing where I was, but had the strange sense of deja-vu. Sitting down on the soft sand, which surrounded me in dunes of all heights all around me. One specifically was bigger than the others, and also had 2 small oval stone momuments sticking out, with a long peice of cloth tied to each. Guided by curiousity, I started climbing the dune. I then saw my life's goal. A wall of mountains skimmed the horizon, but one in particular caught my attention. It was huge, and was a beautiful site, with light coming through a crevice at the top. I had to get there. I don't know why, I just had to get there, as if my life depended on it. I departed immiediatly, eagerly surfing down the dune to get to the mountain. But, oddly, more small oval like monuments like the two before spread out before me. I walked slowly in awry sadness at the structures. I don't know why, but it seems they were friends that have passed. Driven by instinct, I pushed onwards. A very short while later, I discovered a big, short platform. It being a bit broken, I climbed the runnble to the top. I was amazed by the site of multiple strange flying scarf life creatures. They didn't seem to have very much emotion. I called out to them. They all surrounded me. -End of entry one.
What do you think? This is my first go at a non-humorous story. Should I continue?
This is my opinion on the amazing, emotional game Journey, for PS3 PSN. Enjoy.
Journal entry 1, date unkown. Time: Sunsrise: I woke, not knowing where I was, but had the strange sense of deja-vu. Sitting down on the soft sand, which surrounded me in dunes of all heights all around me. One specifically was bigger than the others, and also had 2 small oval stone momuments sticking out, with a long peice of cloth tied to each. Guided by curiousity, I started climbing the dune. I then saw my life's goal. A wall of mountains skimmed the horizon, but one in particular caught my attention. It was huge, and was a beautiful site, with light coming through a crevice at the top. I had to get there. I don't know why, I just had to get there, as if my life depended on it. I departed immiediatly, eagerly surfing down the dune to get to the mountain. But, oddly, more small oval like monuments like the two before spread out before me. I walked slowly in awry sadness at the structures. I don't know why, but it seems they were friends that have passed. Driven by instinct, I pushed onwards. A very short while later, I discovered a big, short platform. It being a bit broken, I climbed the runnble to the top. I was amazed by the site of multiple strange flying scarf life creatures. They didn't seem to have very much emotion. I called out to them. They all surrounded me. -End of entry one.
What do you think? This is my first go at a non-humorous story. Should I continue?