Space Pirates and Zombies Giveaway
|
Nightmare Mode has three codes for SPAZ, the fantastic top down space combat game that made our own Chris Sommer turn into a horrible human being. So, what do you have to do to have a shot at winning one of the Steam keys? There are two ways for you to enter. The first way is via the site itself–just leave a comment on this post answering the following question: “Just how far are you willing to go to survive an encounter with Space Zombies?” The second way to enter is via our Twitter account. There, we will be launching a tweet asking “Which is cooler? Space pirates or space zombies?”; answer and retweet for a chance to win there. And, of course, you must be following our account in order to be eligible to win the game. You are welcome to participate in both, as it increases your chance to win one of the keys. We will be picking winners from both on Saturday, August 20th at 5 PM Eastern. Good luck! If you’d like to know more about the game, make sure to read our extensive preview, here. |
Well I had to told off one of the editors just so I can post this, because I played the hell out of the beta and I want to keep doing it.
I’d leave my crew to rot in a cruel, zombified state half eaten by aliens, having taken the contents of their pockets, and find a new crew.
I would hack ’em, than slash ‘eh, loot their corpses, burn their corpses, taunt another group, repeat! Megakill for sure!
space zombies… SPACE ZOMBIES!
game over man, game over.
Have you ever been so far even as decided to use go want to look more like?
That is how far I would go
I would use a tactic similar to what the Firefly crew used to evade the Reavers: genetically engineer my own strain of space zombie to infect my ships and make them pass for the real zombie’s own (finally putting my major to good use). Obviously, the lab strain would not be lethal and easier to remove, but there is always the risk of creating a more potent monster.
I would travel to Mount Everest where at a phone booth will be a man in a black suit. I will tell him that I must contact superman to fly me to his secret lair due to zombies, he will gladly escort me (in the non-sexual way) if I am willing to find a goat with black hair and raise it from exactly three weeks old to 10 months. Even though Space Zombies are rapidly approaching in their makeshift UFOs I will accept his deal and go off on an adventure to raise a goat. Oh and the goat’s name shall be Mr. Fluffle-muffins. That’s how far I would go.