I Let My Fists Do The Talkin’

Sometimes I feel like a failure who’s wasted my life so far. A lot of the time, actually. The rest of the time I download free games from the internet and play them, like this one:

Recently I started buying them, too. So far, I’ve bought Alchemy, Mystery Case Files Ravenhearst, Virtual Villagers: The Lost Children and now, Chocolatier. The problem with a lot of these games is they’re meant for people who are half-asleep at their boring office jobs and are really easy, so I end up beating them within a couple hours of buying them. Then I feel bad I wasted $20 (less with coupon codes) on less than an evenings entertainment.

Chocolatier is a weird game that reminds me a little bit of Pirates! You go to different ports sourcing ingredients to make bon bons, then you sell them for profit in other ports. There’s a mini-game where you shoot those ingredients out of a canon at spinning targets in your factory to make the candy. And there’s some lame “story” about these sisters who ran a chocolate company, but one of them married some jerk and left the company. Oh, and it’s 1888. But a weird community theatre unresearched version of 1888 with a multi-ethnic cast (including the “sisters” who range in skin hue from vanilla fondant to mocha to 80% cacao), women who work as naturalists (but not Charles Darwin “naturalists” wearing wool suits in the tropics; modern hiker types) and people throwing around “awesome” in a very un-gilded age manner (as in “Awesome!” as opposed to “Our God is indeed awesome and terrible who will smite us all.”) You get a zeppelin in the second half of the game.

Casual games always ask your name at the beginning. I always use the name of someone I know.

This entry was posted on Monday, June 25th, 2007 at 5:17 pm and is filed under Link Farming.