An awesome INCEPTION GAMEA lot of people say, 'INCEPTION would make a terrible game!'
If you make a follow on plot or even repeat the plot of the film, it'd kinda suck...
BUT FEAR NOT, FRIENDS!
I am RIGHT NOW going to INVENT an INCEPTION GAME that'd be BOSS!
so... here we go...
INCEPTION: THE VIDEO GAME
Two words people...
There is only one way I can see a game like this playing out, and that's through a whole game following the style of the infamous title NAZI ZOMBIES.
Although this game primarily focuses on the endless slaughter of wave after wave of zombies, seeing how long you can last, it is one of the most popular video game 'mini-games' ever made. period.
We know that projections will attack like mad dogs.
SO a game where wave after wave of projections, getting stronger and stronger as they progress, would make (in theory) an awesome game!
Now let's make it a little more interesting! cue map building!
In INCEPTION, the architect BUILDS the dream... so how awesome could it b
The warm droplets of sorrow drip gently from the ruptures of darkness clouding the sky and tumble through the soggy mist, ending their journey by gethering on the rooftops of the hidden city. As the lightning flashes, a silhouette is formed through the window, moving hurredily to the exit. Revealing himself, the firm body calmly takes flight down the stairwell toward the dock, his red hair gently fading in colour as the rain falls into it. A shout comes from behind and the figure turns as another masked figure of female shape chases after him. They collide, as he holds her one last time.
'I won't let you go! I can't!' She sobs, gripping onto him. The couple do not seperate for a moment, but eventually the male figure must give in.
'You can't come with me.' he says, 'It's too dangerous. There are irates on these waters.'
'Then we'll fight them together!' The girl responds. He wants so desperately to take her with him, but he cannot.
'I've left you with Alex.' he says finally, 'He'll tak
MAYO and WYA super sleuths
Detective Mayo heads to the crime scene at Saunders' house. She takes a deep breath, wishing that her boyfriend was alright. She'd only just told him she loved him hours before the call came in.
'Mayo?' they'd said, 'It's your boyfriend. He's gone missing.' She appraches the front door. It was open, with no sign of a key. Strange. Taking note of everything she could, Mayo keeps a close eye on everything. She flicks the gloves over her wrists, gently picking at the jagged scrath on the banister.
'What's this?' she asks herself, taking mental note. As she looks around, she notices the living room is cluttered and ripped apart, pillows and furniture everywhere. A struggle. Not like her Saunders to let someone come in and kill him. The thought made her shudder, as Mayo took the steps up to the bathroom. She could hear something. Running water? As Mayo enters the bathroom, she carefully turns off the running taps, allowing the tub to finally begin releasing its almost overflowing