“I came back for my own purposes,” said the Time Traveler, looking around my booklined study. “I chose you to talk to because it was . . . convenient. And I don’t want you to do a goddamned thing. There’s nothing you can do. But relax . . . we’re not going to be talking about personal things. Such as, say, the year, day, and hour of your death. I don’t even know that sort of trivial information, although I could look it up quickly enough. You can release that white-knuckled grip you have on the edge of your desk.” I tried to relax. “What do you want to talk about?” I said. “The Century War,” said the Time Traveler. I blinked and tried to remember some history. “You mean the Hundred Year War? Fifteenth Century? Fourteenth? Sometime around there. Between . . . France and England? Henry V? Kenneth Branagh? Or was it . . .” “I mean the Century War with Islam,” interrupted the Time Traveler. “Your future. Everyone’s.” He was no longer smiling. Without asking, or offering to pour me any, he
That looks "hella sweet," as the kids say.
ReplyDeletePlayed it yet?
- Sean
Not as yet. I will likely buy the Japanese version, used. I've heard from players who have about the same level of Japanese ability that I do, that it is achievable. And to be honest, if I have to sit through dialog, I am more willing to hear it in Japanese rather than whatever English videogame voice talent that they are likely applying to it. Good voice work in US games is /so/ rare.
ReplyDeleteI'd love to score it subtitled... that would be a thing of unspeakable beauty.
ReplyDeleteMust put it on the list for the point after I recover from financial nigh-oblivion.
- Sean
Is your PS2 chipmodded?
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