I've been dabbling in Dawn of War 2 lately and it's had the odd effect of making me crave a traditional RTS, a genre I've been burnt out on since the early aughts. In fact, the only reason I decided to give DoW 2 a look was because it was very non-traditional.
But at some point tonight when I was wading through a vast green sea of angry Tyranid I began to crave the ability to lay down a nice barracks, perhaps a wall or two. Maybe harvest some quantity of Unobtanium or some similarly ludicrous resource.
Don't get me wrong, the premise is charming: a squad-based isometric game with heavy RPG mechanics and the trappings of a strategic meta-game. I think part of the reason I'm not totally infatuated with it is because I'm getting echoes of Dragon Age, which I spent over a hundred hours playing and with which I'm thoroughly exhausted. I suppose I'm not fully ready for another game where I pause the action, issue orders to individual characters, and watch passively while they're carried out.
I'm not done with it, certainly, and I'm enjoying my time with it. But there are moments, like tonight, where my thoughts stray irresistibly towards Tiberium.
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