No More Heroes, Part One; Bringing Down the Mansion, #10

Hey guys, I’m back after my first week of the big U, and bloody ready for some more hellfire. Blood… Ahhh, and you know a game that fills that need perfectly? This one I think even fits my namesake, as well as being one of the best Wii titles to come out on the console; No More Heroes.

And Thus We Start.

And this fine fellow here? His name is Travis Touchdown. And he’s not so much a hero, or a villain. He’s out for himself, what he wants, and to get a little something along the way, namely from the girl who set him up with taking down the top assassins out there. Today, we start at #10.

Onward, down the path…

..Of Destruction.

So, not my first time going through this bad-boy, but the biggest thing that drew me to the game in the first place and the thing that still does has to be the usage of the Wii Controller. It was one of the first games to take full advantage of what it offered, such as letting you be able to swing it like Travis swings his saber, performing wrestling finishers when cutting them up gets a bit old(It Never gets old), and.. the interesting direction to charging your power-stick. Suda 51 is no stranger to strange storylines or weird gameplay, with its credits going to Killer 7 and Lollipop Chainsaw, and in that vein, with every boss taken down, the spiral just keeps sliding downward.

Beating the crap out of any number of victims will send your screen into a frenzy, picking the right direction to swing not only grants you the vision of a bloody mess, but also enacts a nice little slot machine at the bottom of the screen. Every time gives you a chance to transform Travis into quite a demonic presence. You could find yourself in a blackout while everything on the screen gets taken down, or enable your saber to brandish lightning strikes, all with a limited amount of invulnerability so to take on your rampage in peace.

Now, one of my favorite aspects of this series of games happens to be the bosses themselves. Each has a few characteristics that seem a bit satirical in appearance, but yet they’re a lot of fun to watch and listen to. Deathmetal has, over his years of killing, acquired a vast fortune and thusly spent it on the mansion we’ve been slicing through, thereby seemingly retiring from “normal” life.

“The color of the Shiraz reminds me of what I should be doing to you right now…”

What actually surprises me here is that he openly states that it’d been some time since last he killed anyone, warning Travis against it. So, is Travis just the lucky boy with the dream? That’d figure.

Onward, to the Death!

I feel like he might have been your introductory boss, except that he doesn’t play easy or play nice. Groovy. Deathmetal’s weapon of choice just happens to be a retractable cleaver, a great weapon for slow-but-strong charge attacks and up-and-downward slices. That’s easy enough to handle, coming in at various times to take him while he’s in post-rest. What do I do? Lock-on target and slash the crap out of him on every occasion. You really shouldn’t have to utilize the health they give you, but I make it hard not to. It’s somewhere around halfway on his health bar that he splits up into 3 assholes with big-ass blades. The two copies are obvious enough, as the main guy distances himself as two constantly try to stay in your face. I’m not a fan, since it doesn’t affect his HP whatsoever, but once they’re gone, its back to the old grind on him. No more distractions other than a new charge, DM gaining a yellow glean as he really screws up hitting you, but in case he doesn’t it’s going to sting quite a bit.

Hands off…

..To the Victor…

.. And Heads Up.

After a heated match, of course I steal the title. My sword is nicer, and I wanted it more. DM agrees with you, right up till you lop his head off. Afterwards, it’s time for an inspection from the boss herself..

Hmm…

.. Seems Legit.

Thus the teasing between the two commences, as Travis’s goal becomes to become #1 to get in her pants, and her goal becomes playing with her new deadly toy, as well as making some crazy money off of him. Crazy Money? Where from? All that next time where I go over the first awesome side-game and head over to the stadium to hit a homer.. and a few heads while I’m at it.

Till then friends, feel free to stay a while, and I hope you enjoy your own journeys… into the Garden.. of MADNESS!

-T.Villain, Signing Out