Banjo Kazooie Diary Five: Having the time of our lives.

Last week I was witty and rhetorical. Fuck doing that this week because I played;

Gobi’s Valley

Let’s play a game. ‘Never have I ever’. You take a shot if you agree with me. Ready?

Let’s go.

Never ever have I ever cursed at a game.

Never ever have I ever lost to unfair time trials because a secret technique was necessary.

Never ever have I ever died because I touched fucking sand.

Never ever have I ever had to restart and entire level when I had over 90 of the notes because the camera bugged out.

Never ever have I missed the water level in Ocarina of Time.

Never ever have I ever died in a maze merely due to the timer running out.

Never ever have I ever spat on a game developers graves.

Never ever have I ever thrown a controller.

Never ever have I wished I could put whatever genius it was that came up with the idea for time trial puzzles/races into a deep, dark pit of hell.

Banjo Kazooie Diary: Two. Waterin-cha glad I didn’t say Orange?

Well I was wrong. Dat water level.

Clanker’s Cavern.

Admittedly I was hesitant to believe I would actually do this level but low and behold I actually completed the level one hundred percent. ONE HUNDRED PERCENT. That includes the honey combs. Not mentioning the time I almost drowned due to the crappy camera and REVERSED swimming controls. But Clanker’s Cavern surprised me in being a decent level overall. It wasn’t too difficult and although some bits had me wanting to rip out my hair, I enjoyed it.

I want to make that clearer this time. I may have come off in a Yatzie-ish tone last time where it might have sounded harsher than intended. That was not my intention. I actually enjoy this game quite a bit, in small segments of time at once but that is about it. I just can’t handle large doses.