System shock 2 navy marine osa8/28/2023 ![]() It was the only thing in my inventory that was present the moment the game started, and that would still be there the moment it finished. With this plugged into my arm from the get-go, I had an early advantage that the other classes didn’t: I had a weapon that didn’t require any generic ‘ammo’, and something that didn’t degrade, need repairing, modifying and which wouldn’t jam. This basically looks like I’m holding a Death Star paperweight, but in reality it is actually the tool that allows me to put all my psionic abilities into practice. Firstly, I fell fresh as a daisy out of stasis with a Black Ops Psionic Amplifier (Psi-Amp) plugged into my arm. If all this makes for bleak reading of the OSA class – and it should – there are some benefits. Of course, games keep all the best shit locked away and leave plant pots and energy drinks in desk drawers, so I made it my first priority to save up and unlock some basic hacking. I can run away from both very effectively, but the shotgun ones pack a pretty nasty punch if I get caught out.Īll these thoughts tumbled through my mind as I looted corpses, desks, cupboards – basically anything that wasn’t nailed down and which didn’t require a hacking skill to open. They’ll come armed with wrenches and shotguns. On Deck 2 I should only come across the standard types of Hybrid, which is basically a human with a parasitic worm pulsating across its neck and upper back. ![]() There are various forms of The Many and they make up the majority of the opposition that roams the halls trying to absorb me into their slightly creepy collective. Think Borg but organic rather than machine and you’re pretty much there. The Many, as they are collectively called, refers to an artificially created biological collective that has spread across the two ships, the Von Braun and the Rickenbacker. All the weapons are in poor condition or jammed and unable to fire, security cameras are scanning the halls, turrets are primed and ready to fire, and then, of course, there are the things actively hunting and trying to kill me. That wasn’t really an issue at that point, however, because even if I was an all-singing, all-dancing meathead marine, I’d still have the uphill task that is the start of System Shock 2. You usually get all your smarts from the Navy class, and without that I was a man who could use the power of my mind to hurt people, but couldn’t play a little dot-to-dot game to open a create! Equally, I had no stats in any basic traits associated with the Marine class, so I could make objects levitate with the power of my mind, but I couldn’t pull the trigger on a gun. I couldn’t even hack a level one container at that point, meaning I was going to have be even more careful with salvaging and recovering items from corpses. I had nothing in research or hacking, two of the most important traits to be well-versed in. I had decent stats in everything and anything that had a grounding in Psionics, which was… well, just Psionics really. The OSA was never going to be a piece of cake, but I was starting to realise just how fucked I really was. She was gracious enough to give me some cybernetic modules – used to upgrade my skills – and I began looking around for any supplies because, based on previous experiences, I was going to need them.Īlready the early limitations of the OSA were starting to rear their ugly heads and, like a Hydra, for every head I cut off, for every problem I solved or workaround that I found, two more took its place. Immediately Polito was back on my case, both congratulating me on not dying but also insulting my speed and lack of general intelligence. Obviously it isn’t, but for a game that is largely linear in how the story develops and how you explore the ship, there is always a renewed sense of the unknown as you quickly try and find a somewhere that isn’t rapidly being vented into space.Īfter crawling out of the a-typical ventilation shaft found in every first-person videogame, and stumbling through a couple of doors, I found myself in a place of relative safety. This is how every game starts in System Shock 2, and each time it feels like a brand new beginning. OAfter my last diary entry I had just been given a royal dressing down by Dr Janice Polito, seconds after being vomited out of a cryostasis unit, and, after picking up the huge yellow wrench in front of me, scurried out of the decompressing cryostasis area. Run down the corridor, hang left, take the next right… shit, security camera… double back. “They see you! Run…RUN!!!” I don’t need telling twice – time to Foxtrot Oscar.
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