Hey everyone! ^_^ It’s me, Snivystorm, back again with another blog.
Now I don't know about you, but that new trailer at PGW has got me psyched to talk about The Last of Us Part II. In fact, I'm gonna delve into some theories. We all know the obvious ones, Joel likely being dead, the unnamed woman from the recent PGW trailer likely being Ellie’s mother Anna and that the game very well could be occurring in Seattle given the similar appearance of the road signs and such in the trailers. I could do a massive blog about each of these individual theories and even things I personally want to occur in the game (above all a new type of Infected to fight :D). However, I want to focus on just one specific theory, namely: the theme of parental conflic…Read more >
Hey everyone ^_^ It's Snivystorm here!
Now I know, I know, it seems out of place for me to be doing this now when all the hype is on the new The Last of Us Part II which was revealed only days ago. Now don't get me wrong, I'm just as hyped as you guys for it (we get to play as Ellie *squeals with joy*). However, it's because of this new found focus on Ellie that I want to take a step back and re-evaluate the man who started it all. Joel.
This is the man who we effectively began our journey with, but just what sort of man was he? He did seemingly good things, saving Ellie's life, fulfilling Tess' wish and looked after his daughter. However, is there another side to this man and how does this shape our view of him being a 'hero'?.
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Prologue- CBI day- 12:36 amIt was just an ordinary day. I was at home with my brother, Daniel. I and he had been talking all night about school and how stupid and crap it was, hey we were just kids back then. I was 15 and he was 13. Our parents had gone out for the night and were partying their heads off. Who were we to complain? We had the whole house to our selves. Then we heard it. There was a bang, a really loud bang coming from the town centre about a mile from where we were but it was extremely loud. It made me jump and him fall off the bed. I ran towards the window to try and get a look. All I could see was smoke and an occasional flicker of fire. He joined me by the window looking up wildly at the smoke. We looked down at the str…Read more >