Some kind of wizardry happens that I don’t fully understand, which appears to be an intentional glitch and captain dribbly is suddenly absconding from his rules and freely overshooting his move limit. Honestly, with an attitude like that, I might decide to just leave her where she is…īeing the kind and hopeless idiot that I am though, I persevere on. You don’t want to be caught in the blast and be scolded by princess fuzz-face. You might have boxes blocking the way or a bunch of enemies fall in line with to destroy with bombs, which have a detonation period you must factor into your already limited number of moves. It’s entirely up to you to figure out the path to the princess. BOOM! She taunts your uselessness as you become a pile of ash and bone. The bombs are but a single move away and you’re still nowhere near the whiskered beauty. If you get your feet chewed up with spikes or hit an enemy, it will cause you to lose turns. On each turn, various things move along with you. Our hopeless hero moves one tile at a time, and this counts as a turn. This is a design choice, and a devilish one at that. Two pages of exposition give some context for why you’re chasing ‘Princess Beardy’ through 50 rage inducing levels, but no clear instructions for the player. A most frustrating feat when you’re just two squares away and unceremoniously exploded for your failure. Hear the fool (that’s you) scream with fury as he is dropped into his first room and has to reach the princess within in a certain number of moves to rescue her. Sounds like a fair fight to you? Off you go, then. Oh and a few skeletons and other creatures of the dark lands. Such a pitiful creature is surely no match against millions of bombs falling from the ceiling. The only hero left is the one with a barstool for a weapon and a spittoon helmet dribbling spittle down his mutton chops. Alas, you’ve sent all your worthy heroes on quests to slay dragons to rescue your other non-bearded daughters. The beasties have managed to sneak into the castle and steal your hairiest (read: bearded!) daughter. The citizens are great, and the land is lush and fertile, but there’s a bit of a creature problem. Imagine you’re the ruler of a fancy realm.
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