Back in one of those moments when I find myself writing about… nothing. All is well; wait, wait, nah, not really – there’s a matter of playing Borderlands: The Pre Sequel in True Vault Hunter Mode with Handsome Jack’s doppelgänger at Level 48 and trying to once again Guardian of the Vault so I can advance this character into Ultimate Vault Hunter Mode. Those of you who aren’t gamers might be wondering what the big deal is; those of you who dabble but haven’t played any of the Borderland franchise games, well, GameStop might have used and inexpensive discs of all of the games like the one I have – The Handsome Collection which is the Game of the Year Borderlands 2 and the one I’m currently playing all on one disc; you should obtain it and then find out for yourself how frustrating this game can be while being able to provide hours of fun.
So… when I first went to open a can of whoop-ass on the Guardian again, was at Level 48 and my character at Level 45 and most of my weapons in the low 40s – not conducive to conquering this harder game level. So I figured I need to level up to at least Level 46 to taken the Guardian and have a good chance of kicking its ass again so I went back and did the side quests that I passed over earlier in the game – and there are a lot of them – until I got to my current level and even managed to pick up a few more powerful weapons – then began my assault on The Vault anew.
The Guardian’s minion fell before my calculated, focused, and vicious assault upon their graphical persons – I do so very much love killing them creatively and unmercifully – get the game and play it and you’ll see what I mean. I get to The Vault and make quick work of the Guardian’s first incarnation – well, quick in that this incarnation only killed me twice, that is – and now it’s once again me against the biggest boss in the game… who is now at Level 50!
Okay, this ain’t my first rodeo with this game franchise and I should have known that The Guardian wasn’t gonna stay at Level 48 and make it easier for me to waste it. The truth is that I was so into leveling up that I just didn’t think about this twist in the game’s programming that is consistent throughout every Borderlands game; the people at 2K and Gearbox are some devious bastards and overly imaginative programmers/designers. The bottom line is that I got my ass handed to me quite a few times before I finally sat the controller down out of sheer frustration because I need to come up with a better plan of attack while keeping in mind that should I level up again, so will The Guardian.
My attack plan is actually sound; it’s the weaponry unequal to the task at hand – but that’s actually part of the fun of the game but Normal Mode just lulls you into a false sense of “security” in that if you can get within two levels of a major boss, you can crush it with some intense work and as the game progresses, even The Guardian is kinda easy to beat in Normal Mode if you have the right weapons and have become very familiar with your character’s special abilities.
For instance, Handsome Jack’s doppelgänger, whose real name rhymes with “Himothy,” can create digital and powerful copies of himself and they are very good at killing bad guys even if you’re shooting them with little effect. The bad part? They ain’t helping much against the Level 50 Guardian right now and if I can get a few select better weapons and grenades, eh, I might have a chance to defeat The Guardian of the Vault again and advance to the very difficult Ultimate Vault Hunter Mode. I have a plan in mind to better my chances – I hope.
In other news, Linda and I hung out with the peeps Saturday for a day of fishing, crabbing, and grilling along the shores of the Delaware River at Riverside Park in Pennsville, New Jersey. We had a great time, the weather was hot but breezy and since you had to take a bit of a hike to get to the restrooms from where we were camped out, jeez, I walked so much that my S Health monitor on my phone said that I had exceeded my daily goal by 248%. The “bad” news is that the peeps are talking about going back there… in June or July; if they thought it was hot Saturday, well, wait for it.
I haven’t had a lot to say about sexuality or anything else along these lines lately; the reality is that you can only say so much about it and if there’s some useful/interesting stuff about it in my head, methinks it went on vacation. I got to watch my granddaughter graduate from high school in Texas and in the comfort of my living room and of course today is the day we remember all those who served and made the ultimate sacrifice as well as those who continue to serve and protect our freedoms and way of life.
Otherwise, ain’t nothing going on but the rent…