Okay, touse I couldmean a lotofthingsbynogunswasclearthisupbyshowingyou a fewrules I stucktoduringthisrun.
Rulenumberone I'm onlyallowedtousemealy.
Thisincludesmyfists.
Anyweapons I findshifts.
Ali's a littleswitchblade, and I canuseallbricksandbottles.
I findrulenumbertwo.
NogunsWereequipmentallowed.
Whatdoesthismean?
Thismeans I can't useanyguns.
Huh?
I'm notallowedtousethebow, and I'm notallowedtouseanydangerousthrowballslikeMolotovs.
NailbombsorsmokebombsandRulenumberthree.
Nousinglistenmode.
I diduseitonceortwicethroughthebeginning, butafterthat I decidedtochallengemyselfandnotuseitanymore.
Forthischallenge, I playedontheharddifficultyfor a groundedmodman.
That's toomuch.
Andfinally, I wantedtokillallenemiesthroughouttherun, oratleastmostofthem.
Thiswasn't necessarily a ruleforme, just a generalguideline.
So, asalways, I wanttomention a fewinterestingkeyareasinsituationsthroughoutthisrunand, oh, baby, isthereever a lotofthem?
I'llbeexplaininghow I handledgroupsofinfectedhow I handledthegroupsofhumanenemiesbillstrafthefirstblowtofighttheway I handledthehotelbasement, protectingEllieandtheboysofthesniperrifle.
Andsometimeswhenyougotohithimovertheheadwith a weapon, they'llstillgetyou.
Whyisthisbad?
Unliketherunnersandstalkers, clickerskillyouinstantlyandbeingthatThisis a mealyonlychallenge.
Clickersorproblematic.
Themainways I dealtwiththemwastosneakuponthemandshipthem, whichinstakillsthemtousemodernweaponsonthemthatinstantkilledhim, suchasthenailedor I guessscissored, baseball, batpipeorwhatever.
Sometimes I'd evengetluckyenoughtokeeptheirheadsinwith a brick.
Let's saythere's twoenemieswantingtoattackmeatthesametime I couldthrowmybottleofone, leavingthemstunned, givingme a greatopportunitytorunupandbeatupthesecondenemy.
See, mostpeoplewoulddistracttheclickerbythrowing a bottle, andthentheyquietlyslipaway, hopingthepoorfungusbagwouldnevernoticethem.
Notme, notthisguy.
Whatdid I D'oh?
I immediatelywentupbehindtheclickerandkeptitsheadinwith a goddamnbrick.
That's right.
WetakebigriskshereontheDon t raviolichannel.
Now, I didn't usethisbenefitasoftenastheothers, butyoucanalsousebricksandbottlestodistractenemies, whichmakesstealthportionsmucheasier, anditdefinitelycameinhandyforme a coupleoftimes.
What I foundisthatitwasalways a betteroptiontotakeoutclickersfirst, beforeanyotherenemy.
Thisisfortworeasons.
One, youcanfistfight a runner.
Andifanotherrunnercomesupbehindyouandattacksyou, it's finebecausealltheydoisdamageyou a littlebit, whereas a clickerwillgrabyouandinstantkillyou.
Andtwo, Unfortunately, thisgamewon't letyoucookyourfistsifyou'recarrying a weapon.
Soif I had a scissoredbaseballbatandwantedtouseitspecificallyfor a clickersinceyoucan't fistfightclickers, I couldn't putmyweaponawayandsaveitforlater.
I hadtousewhateverwasinmyhandatthetime.
Thisisn't thecaseforbricksandbottles, whichiswhy I likethem.
Youcanequipandunequippedthemasyouplease.
Basically, I wantedtokillclickersfirstif I had a merelyweaponso I wouldn't wasteiton a runnerthatcouldjustaseasilydoubtofmyfists.
Wecometothesecondbattleoftheinfected, which I happentobeitonmyfirsttry.
Hellyeah.
Andherewasthefirstfightthatactuallytookme a coupleoftries.
I callitTheDanceoftheClickers.
Yes, I know.
It's a retardedname.
I basicallyjustusedshipsontheclickersprettywell.
Thebestthing I coulduseshipsforanyway.
Andwhen I ranoutofusefulthingstouseagainstthem, I wouldthrow a bottleatthemandthenchargeofBrookeintotheirface.
Imagineyou'relookingfor a targetwithyourfivearmoredbuddies, andyou'reallexpecting a longsearchintothedarkbuildingaheadofyou.
Thenallof a sudden, somecrazyguycomeschargingoutoftheshadowsatyouwith a twobyfourstartscompletelybeatingtheshitoutofyouandyourmencrackingheadsopenontables, smashingthemonwalls.
Fivearmoredguysversusonecrazyboywhowouldwin.
Now, herecomesthefirstbiggoofofthegame.
Playthosetrapped.
Oh, boy.
It's like a lovehaterelationship I havewithBill.
Sometimeshescrewsmeoverbymakingmefail a challenge.
Well, I'd saysecondscariestpartandyou'llseewhyin a fewminuteswearriveatthehotelbasementforthis.
All I didwaskilledasmanystalkersas I couldbeforeturningontheGenerator.
Luckily, youdon't havetokilltheblowtohear.
So I justnarrowlyslippedthroughthedoorandwasgoodtogo.
ThefightwithElliot's a sniperwasn't toobad.
Infact, itwasreallyeasy.
I thought I wasquitethelittlecomedianwhen a guywasterrifiedtalkingabout a touristkillingallofthemeninmidsentence I threw a brickathimhasthelittlethingsthatcount.
Andasyouknow, weendupmeetingHenryandSam.
I waitedintheshadowsforEllietopickupSam's littletoy, butshejustwouldn't doit.
It's likesheknew I wasthere.
Eventually, I gotfarenoughawayfromherthatshedidthedeed.