![]() Ooh it makes me feel all Strider on Weathertop. A big robot arm, like those robot arms in car factories, picks you up and an upgrade menu appears. In between each gladiatorial round, you go downstairs, under the arena, where you can upgrade yourself. It's more about running around in circles, swinging your sword in the hope you'll slice something off, and it had better be a big something otherwise they - like you - will carry on. I don't think blocking is really the point. You might be able to block other attacks by leaving your sword forward but I'm not sure. It's been reduced to a few moves: left and right swipes, and an overhead strike. It's as if Clone Drone latched onto this inherent ridiculousness and stripped away everything else. And if you've ever played a Chivalry game, or its like, you'll know how slapstick and silly they can be. Clone Drone is a (mostly) melee-combat game like Chivalry, where you WASD your character around while swiping a kind of laser sword to produce an attack. ![]() The scenarios vary and the upgrades change too.Įverything revolves around combat. Endless Mode is how it sounds, and great fun. There's a very endearing earnestness to them. It's more about the moment-to-moment fun, and listening to the dead-pan robo commentators who follow your action, remarking on how well you're doing for a human and delighting in how you're about to be ripped apart. I mean, it doesn't really matter - there is a story but don't worry about it. A game where, and bear with me here, humans are made into robots, by robots, and are made to fight other robots in a series of gladiatorial challenges. Clone Drone in the Danger Zone is a comedy. It's all very Monty Python and it's absolutely supposed to be. Availability: Out now on Steam Early Access for £15.49Īnother time I didn't even realise my arm had gone until I went to use my bow and couldn't, because it required two arms.I just carry on, hopping, as if nothing happened at all. I don't even remark upon it, or do anything to suggest it once belonged to me and I rather relied on it. I am a robot, and on the floor lies my robo-limb. Here, it is but a flesh wound, except I have no flesh. But not here, not in the amazingly named Clone Drone in the Danger Zone.
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