I’ve been standing here for 15 minutes and I have no idea what to do.
It makes sense, I suppose. I’ve never crash-landed on an alien world where flora and fauna are both beastly and beautiful in equal measure in real life, but if I did, I don’t suppose I’d know what the hell to do then, either. I’m sporting a laser-stroke-scanner-stroke-multi-tool, but I don’t really know what to do with it. I have a very impressive Minority Report-esque smart device velcroed to my wrist, but I’m not entirely sure how that works, either. Then an alarm starts beeping – apparently, the crust of this world is fatally radioactive – and pretty soon, I’m dead because I couldn’t work out how to stay undead.
Huh. Interesting.
Source – eurogamer.net
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