Half-life

Despite the fact that our teacher said not to write about Half-life(in a half-joking manner), I'm going to do it anyway because I've been enjoying it lately.

Half-life has the craziest storyline I've ever seen. It's really hard to follow, actually. Half the time I have no idea what's going on, despite the fact that I am DESTROYING some fertile alien breeds. You start out into a tram, which slowly transitions into you pushing an artifact into some sort of flux capacitating machine and it blowing up all over the place, throwing intergalactic beast-things to our dimension, and causing the need for Gordon Freeman to do his world saving business.

I didn't mention it but, Gordon Freeman is a MAN. You have no idea. He doesn't even talk. He doesn't have to. He uses a crowbar to destroy an entire colony of devil creatures without breaking a sweat, all while making sure they don't burrow into the earth and destroy everything as we know it. On one particular occasion, he uses a test fire for a missile to destroy this monster who is tossing people around in this circular silo thing. He messed that thing up. And probably killed a few people. But the point still stands. Gordon Freeman could rip your face off without a problem. Or with any bit of shame.

Or that's what the G-Man says.