Origin A.R.S. Read Free

game?”
    He clicked accept, and the message screen disappeared. However, a short survey popped up immediately after. “Really? This is garbage. I don’t want to play your stupid games anymore!”
    Scott started to decline the survey, but he saw an option that would allow him to tell them exactly why he did not wish to play any more of their games. “Fine, you want my opinion? You’ll get it!”
    He immediately wrote deeply detailed reasons for his dislike of their games. He mentioned he idiotic enemy AI. The simplistic controls were fine, but there was no depth in the stories. He even explained why he thought many of the main characters were cookie cutter stereotypes.
    Scott went into detail about how a proper hero required depth of character, and a heroine needed to exist outside of her role and have a real personality instead of being a tool to further the story.
    Finally, he pointed out the fact that even their supposed ‘hardest’ game with a touted one hundred hours of game play had been so ridiculously easy that he had completed it in eight hours.
    The opinion was submitted then he shut down his browser and went to eat a late night snack. Afterwards he tried to go to sleep but he could not manage to relax enough. Scott looked up at the ceiling for the better part of an hour before getting up and going back to his computer.
    He decided to check his e-mail, not that anyone really wrote to him at the moment, and noticed that the game company had sent a reply about his opinion. “I wonder what auto-responder bot is saying tonight.”
    Fully expecting to see a form letter thanking him for his opinion, Scott was surprised to see a lengthy response. He read through it and realized that it was not an auto-response at all. “So, you want me to try a new game? It’s bold, innovative, and nothing else like it exists?”
    Scott shrugged. That sort of talk was common when trying to sell something. He clicked on the link and read through the description of the new game. He read through the information then blinked. “New and innovative? This thing sounds like something form the nineties.”
    It had an interesting advancement system, but he did not believe the screen shots for one moment. “Seriously, these screenshots...they look like a real-life and anime mash-up.”
    There was no way 3-D technology of that scale existed. Each screen shot showed an image more akin to looking through a window at a vibrantly colored world than viewing a photograph. The few characters shown were extremely detailed, and absurdly pretty, but had fanciful hair styles and clothing reminiscent of an anime themed role-playing game.
    “Oh god, yes... Where do I insert my credit card?” Scott’s sarcasm was well-founded. There was no way that this was a legitimate game. At most they were showing still photos from a game trailer and not actual gameplay footage. That was a shady business tactic as far as he was concerned.
    He read the sales-pitch for the game out loud. “Are you tired of human limitations? Do you long to live a life of adventure and danger? Try Origin A.R.S. Leave your old life behind, forever!”
    A soft and sad little laugh escaped his lips. He liked the way that sounded, but without a few real screen shots he would not be willing to play the game. Still, he was quite bored. He decided to read through more of the game’s information.
    “Should I even bother with this? It seems like it might be fun... and I could definitely use some fun, but...” Scott had a moral dilemma to face. He currently had no job. He only had about six thousand dollars left from his savings.
    The army had provided everything that he needed when it came to food and housing, and he had easily managed to save several hundred dollars a month for the last two years. Recently, he had planned to use that as a down payment for a house. Now, well it had seen him through the last few months.
    What could it hurt, really? He could play it for a month then give it