Brawlhalla

Наиграл в игру полтысячи часов. Больно, невкусно, неприятно морально. Полно спаммеров, полно потничей, среднего не дано, дизлайк. Будем пробовать дальше.

Hell and despair. Nothing good comes from this game. If someone tells you to try Brawlhalla, they are only one bad decision away from working for the devil himself. This game will make you question your sanity, your friendships, your controller, your keyboard, your internet, and somehow your own existence. You'll lose to someone using the most random strategy imaginable, rematch them out of pure rage, and lose again because your brain has completely shut down. Every match starts with hope and ends with you staring at the defeat screen wondering why you even opened the game. Winning doesn't even feel good because you know the next game is going to pair you against someone who has apparently been practicing since birth. The ranked ladder isn't a climb—it's an emotional hostage situation. One minute you're convinced you're improving, and the next you're getting three-stocked by someone who somehow predicts every move you've ever thought about making. Every weapon feels broken when your opponent uses it, but magically becomes a pool noodle the second you pick it up. The hitboxes are powered entirely by dark magic and personal hatred. The game slowly transforms you into a shell of your former self. You stop smiling. You stop blinking. Every notification sound makes you think someone just hit a side signature. Your friends will tell you, "Just one more game." That is not your friend. That is an enabler. Escape while you still can. 0/10. Would recommend only to the devil himself.