Posts Tagged ‘F.E.A.R. 3’

Reality Bites: F.E.A.R. 3 Almaverse Trailer

This is a lot like how I play SWAT 4.

I like posting F.E.A.R. trailers on RPS, and I like it because it allows me to make fun of the game without the risk of having to play it or otherwise take it seriously. Bonus!

The latest video covers one of F.E.A.R. 3’s more exciting features, that of literally being able to go inside a mad woman’s mind. Alma, the series’ signature crazy psychic, is pregnant, and in her weakened state is losing control of the chilling world that exists in her head (the “Almaverse”). You couldn’t make it up! Except the developers actually did make it up. Not sure how to feel about that.
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FEAR 3 Trailer Features Psychic Horror

I haven’t been following FEAR 3 – and if you think we’d call it F.3.A.R., you’re mad brand manager, mad – for the simple reason I found FEAR 2 such an empty experience. As such, not knowing its twist, the trailer at least made me smile – a co-op mode with two very different characters (the trad psychic-commando chap and the psychic-horror-chap) is appealing. Ever since Gauntlet – or later the similarly period-heavy SWIV – asymmetrical co-op games have been something I’ve looked out for. Trailer follows.
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Co-Op Spooks: F.THREE.A.R Footage

They didn't wait for him to get off before boarding the train.

Some F.E.A… FEAR 3 footage has appeared, showing the peculiar contrast of the two co-operatively playable characters. One expertly shoots with guns, the other seems to be sucking out souls and casting magics. Which is an unquestionably new approach to the spook-em-up series, this time in the hands of Day 1 Studios, rather than previous developers Monolith. You can see the video below.

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F.E.A.R. 3: F***ton Petal and Pointy Man

I awake at 6 am, fully-clothed, drool-covered hands on drool-covered laptop keyboard, nonsense half-sentences on the screen. I brush the sleeping cat off my feet, I rub my agonisingly cricked neck, and I cursecursecurse my decision to go drinking with Kieron and his comics friends rather than cook myself a sensible supper. I also realise I am at least six hours late for Thursday’s posts on RPS. I must do them now! But about what? I scour my boozy dreams for inspiration. One in which a PR agency was circulating an image of Felicia Day with a badly Photoshopped-on beard and claiming it was their new hiring, Dave. Something about birds fighting. No, I can’t tell you that one. Ah yes, F.E.A.R 3. I actually dreamed about sodding F.E.A.R. 3.
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