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Imagine a level of Dead Space where you get splattered with liquid ecstasy whenever you carry out a strategic dismemberment. You have a revamped arsenal of tools at hand, including the Steve Reich orgone accumulator and the esoteric black dice, which, when thrown at the slimy feet of one of the abominations that lurk in the corridors of the USG Ishimura, deploys a lattice of abstracted blue devastating party power. Only if you score snake eyes though. Otherwise you are fucked. Gyratory System would make the soundtrack, and we would sit in front of the screen drooling like The Lanmower Man had never happened.
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