by C.B.Leslie
Our first three dates were sublime and we clicked. Your controls were great, your pacing was wonderful and I always knew what you were thinking. The pressure of the chase was so intense it sent my heart rate up. Then, out of no where, you put on the red light. You went from gazelle on the run to a helpless salmon swimming upstream and everything fell apart. You forced me into combat with every encounter and you gave me no room to gain that wonderful momentum. What happened? I am reading into the fact that your low budget cutscenes got progressively worse with each outing? I bet it was your parents. I thought they were cool with you prototyping your first few dates. Did they force an alpha date on you that just wouldn’t work? God that makes me so angry. Well, I’ts too late for the blame game, Mirror’s Edge, you broke my heart.
Worst hooker I ever went out on a date with.
Posted by cbleslie on January 4th, 2009.