Hitman’s Freeform Contracts
OMG!!!Here’s how it works. In Contracts mode you can pick an area of the game (presumably one that you’ve already completed in the story) and can then make your way through, still as 47 but with no objective. IO are calling the style “play to create” because although it is, in some senses, a mission designer, there are no separate tools involved, just separate actions.
47 is the level design tool. He chooses the objectives, he chooses the optimal way for those objectives to be met, and he does that by performing hits. On anyone. Kill any person in the game, however you think it best or worst for them to meet their end, and get away with it afterwards and you have created a contract that is then uploaded to a server for other players to attempt...
I mean WTH !!!, really ?!, the most exciting thing about the game get's removed ?!, Stealth + Memory Manipulation sounds like an awesome concept, it would have been really innovative, sneaking behind a guard, then stealing the door's code from his mind, or Manipulating him to turn off the security system or things like that, it would have totally been awesome and new, but now it seems not as cool, and fell short.
Oops, I Broke Dishonored - RPS journalist Nathan Grayson pushes Dishonored to the limit at QuakeCon.
Bad news it seems that Dishonored has invisible walls and glitches, good news it reacts adequately in most of the cases.Can I… take down a Tallboy using only sleep darts? – Sadly, no. I stopped time and opened (non-lethal) fire on the first Tallboy I encountered, taking care to aim at the parts of the metal menace that were boy – or man, I suppose – and not simply tall. Three bolts, no dice. So I tried again. Three more bolts. Still nothing. One more try, and… nope. So, disappointed, I slowly trudged away and promptly exploded – as is the case with most things that slowly trudge away from Tallboys.
Can I… sneak in, do the job, and leave without killing a single soul? – Yep! I nearly did it on my first try, in fact. Admittedly, a lot of it kind of happened on accident. Basically, I strolled into the party, resisted my real life instinct to head straight for the mouthwatering buffet table with a giant punch fountain, and made my way toward the mansion’s sordid guts – which, given the festivities, were vomiting confetti from giant curved tuba things. Ain’t no party like an alternate history whale-oil-and-plague-based society party, etc.
Can I… ride away on the boat with creepyweird psycho man and Lady Boyle? — Nope. I hopped aboard while creepyweird was talking at me (honestly, my ability to do so may have been a glitch) and prepared myself for a glamorous life of sea conquest in a tiny, two-person boat. Then, as the boat began to drift away, I ran face-first into an invisible wall.