WARNING: This epinion has apparently offended a few members with its sense of humor and use of [censored] "bad" words (see the comments section), so read at your own risk.


Raycrisis: Series Termination (thank God) is hands-down the worst space-shooter I have ever played. I'd rather play the 1-level mini-version of Gradius that was the half-time game of Blades of Steel, on a TV that had more cracks than a nudist colony, 100 times in a row, than ever touch this game again.

But you can't really complain, for only $10.
Bullsh*t I can't complain. This game took me a half hour to beat, my first try. The fact that you can give yourself 9 lives in the options menu, and have seemingly infinite continues, doesn't help any. Also, you choose 3 levels that you want to play through before the last one, which seems kind of neat, until you actually play them. They might as well be the same, for how similar the difficulty is, and for how short they are. It seems like you just started the level when you get the boss warning.

The bosses themselves leave more than something to be desired. They mill about with patterns as easily discernable as that of a tilt-a-whirl, making up for their lack of AI with a generic over-abundance of glowy-dots.

Lasers and missiles and glowy-dots, oh my.
Like the bosses, the levels are made more difficult with tons of hazardous projectiles. This isn't too much of a problem most of the time... or wouldn't be, if it weren't for the background. Enemy fire, and even enemies themselves, are often confused for the chaotic polygons of the background. You run into so many things you didn't even realize were there, that soon enough you'll feel like you're driving under the influence of being over 90.

I feel like a dung beetle in the barnyard. There are too many choices here.
Should you ever be unfortunate enough to play this game, don't fret over which of the 3 ships you should choose, or which 3 of the levels you should pick to play. None of the ships seem to make the game any easier or harder, and, like mentioned earlier, the levels are over so quickly that you'd swear you're having sex. Sh*t... wait... nevermind that last part.

What the hell was that?
Those were my exact words upon beating the game. It's way too short, and very disorienting. When I saw the credits roll, I wanted to wrap the controller cord around my neck and play a game of solitaire hangman. I should have just dropped my $10-bill on the floor of Meijer instead of snagging this winner. Like the title of this article suggests, I'd rather run the risk of shrinking my dingly-dangly down to 3 inches (from something... bigger... I swear it's not that small right now...) than ever play this game again. Rent if you must, but never-ever-ever buy.



Recommended: No