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Big_Adam
This week I’ve been playing Bioshock.
I’ve merrily been walking round Rapture killing mostly anything that moves and shooting bees at people (F-yeah BEES!). Just one thing in the art deco undersea world has been getting me a little weepy inside.
Big Daddys.
Even though they are the size of a small bus and serve only to beat crap out of anything that attacks, they are rather majestic.
I was following one today, it was on it’s own looking for it’s little sister. Walking around and bashing on plates to find her. After a few minuets of following I bring myself to kill it. I just couldn’t. I just watched this beast walk around in a rather depressed looking way looking for it’s little sister. I got a little upset. Everything else in Rapture is down to the fault of the people there. Plasmids, splicers, death, destruction but Big Daddys just seem to care. Care in sometimes violent ways but care none the less.
It’s just getting difficult to bring my lighting shotgun out and blasting them away. They are not doing any harm.
Big loveable bugger that they are.
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