Introductionor Insanity: Persistent mental disorder or derangement - Let's Play FarCry3
As Axl Rose once said, welcome to the jungle. FarCry3 is one of my favourite games of the last year for the simple reason that it was a hell of a lot of fun to play. As the third installment of a series it goes back to its roots in what made it successful in the original FarCry, while keeping and improving on the good additions from FarCry2. As an added improvement from FarCry2, this game also has a story and characters.
Like its predecesors, FarCry3 is an open-world, first-person shooter. The game is built around the idea that you can generally approach situations in a variety of ways, although this tends to boil down to stealthy infiltration, or balls out assault. A bit differently than the previous games, FarCry3 has a ton of optional stuff to do. Lots of side missions, collectibles, and some RPGish skill mastery and equipment upgrades. Trust me when I say it is entirely possible to spend hours dinking around and have little to no progress to show for it...in a good way.
Here's how this LP is going to work. Videos are going to be separated into 4 different categories as follows:
- Story: These will be the main campaign/story of the game. You could watch nothing but these videos and get all of the plot. I don't advise doing this, but there you go.
- Exploration: This is the map unlocking and control parts of the game. I will not use fast travel for these videos so we get to see all of the island.
- Side Missions: Any side mission or optional type stuff will go here. I have not decided how much or how little I plan on cutting out of these videos. We will have to see how repetitive and stupid they turn out to be.
- Bonus: Anything else. Even I am not 100% sure what's going to end up in this category.
WARNING: You should avoid this game/LP if you have a problem with: guns, violence, blood, gore, cursing, unethical hunting practice, drugs, tits, dubstep, implied sexual assault, torture, bad accents, or bros.
The FarCry Experience - This is a promotional series put out by Ubisoft starring Christopher Mintz-Plasse (aka McLovin) as himself, and Michael Mando (voice actor for Vaas) as Vaas. It's about as bizarre as it sounds, but it's really well done and anything that gives Vaas more screentime has to be good.
FarCry3 E3 Demo Presentation - The first gameplay look at FarCry3. Very cool demo that shows how the game has changed and stayed the same in its development.
[Memory Card 1: Barbiturates Formula]
Current numbers for barbiturates including phenobarbital, amobarbital, and secobarbital, are not promising. Their usage and sales are declining and we recently had a bad batch that led to the deaths of nearly two dozen vacationing college students in Miami. Our final assessment is that this compound is unprofitable for international distribution.
[Memory Card 2: Benzodiazepine Formula]
This data was hacked from a German pharmaceutical company. It details the chemicals and equipment necessary to create this sedative. Early tests are highly promising and the addiction rate is through the roof. Potential markets include North America and Western Europe.
[Memory Card 3: Cocaine Formula]
The kidnapped Columbian manufacturer is now sharing his cartel's manufacturing techniques. It includes an exceptionally efficient method of growing coca leaves, turning them into paste, and from paste into the base where it is refined into 99% pure cocaine hydrochloride. We recommend immediate production for markets in Brazil, South Africa, North America and Australia.
[Memory Card 4: Crack Cocaine Formula]
The source for this formula is unknown, but it includes the manufacture of cocaine from the Coco leaf, through to the use of ammonia or baking soda to manufacture it into rock form. This is listed as a non-profitable avenue since the drug is made cheaply on a local level and not distributed internationally like cocaine itself.
[Memory Card 5: Ecstasy Formula]
We are very excited by the data from our Chinese contact. He oversees the export of a synthesized extract used in making Ecstasy and provided us all the equipment needed to make a wide variety of the drug in tablet form. Initial tests are extremely positive with minimal fatalities. Markets include North America, Europe, Australia and Asia.
[Memory Card 6: Failed Drug Patent 1 Formula]
The recent acquisition of numerous drug patents that failed FDA or European Medicines Agency standards shows promise. Most of the compounds are highly addictive. We just need to minimize the side effects. One of the compounds is causing test subjects to expel a fecal-like material from their urinary tracts. Further testing continues.
[Memory Card 7: Failed Drug Patent 2 Formula]
The investment into experimental military drugs continues to be a massive disappointment. All of the items are causing severe mental distress in our test subjects. One entire batch of subjects and three of our own people died when a compound turned out to be a strand of genetically modified Ebola Zaire. We recommend that all remaining materials be incinerated or sold to extremists groups as chemical weapons.
[Memory Card 8: Failed Drug Patent 3 Formula]
The research into naturally occuring hallucinogenic compounds native to Rook Island may yield the world's next great super drug. Effects caused by the local flora are exceptional, so exceptional, that our own people are using them recreationally. The only issue is the drug's lack of addictive properties. We are currently adding nicotine to the compounds. Further tests should yield more positive results.
[Memory Card 9: GHB Formula]
Data recently purchased from an Ibiza club chemist includes the various formulations for the intoxicant Gamma-Hydroxybutric Acid (GHB). As one of the date rape drugs, this drug's market includes centers for human trafficking including Eastern Europe, China, Southeast Asia, and India. A batch sent out for field testing in Los Angeles is generating positive feedback from the usual clients. We recommend doubling the street price.
[Memory Card 10: Heroin Formula]
The data purchased from an Afghan drug lord pertaining to the manufacture of heroin tells us nothing new. It details information on the proper soil and temperatures for growing the poppy itself, to harvesting the opium, to the purification of morphine and its extraction into a heroin base. Again, all information we already have. Further deals for "trade secrets" with this contact should be avoided.
[Memory Card 11: Ketamine Formula]
The data stolen from a New Delhi black market pharmaceutical company shows some promise. It includes the process to create the club drug Special-K and its variants, as well as the pharmaceutical-grade medicine. Some strange side effects, such as anal bleeding, are occuring, but this shouldn't prevent us from going live with the product. Primary markets include China and Australia.
[Memory Card 12: Khat Formula]
The data from our Yemeni plantation owner details the 8 years required to grow the chewable leaves of this plant, as well as attempts to naturally intensify its amphetimine-like high. Markets are exclusive to Africa and the Middle East, though market penetration cannot compete with Yemeni manufacturing. Blending this compound with other drugs should be considered to make it more appealing.
[Memory Card 13: Krokodil Formula]
Our Russian contact remains an asset of dubious value. We now have data on the manufacture of this meth-like substance. It generates extreme, cheap highs but also causes severe tissue damage. Users are known to have muscle and bone exposed from injecting krokodil, forcing the amputation of limbs. Markets are exclusively Eastern European, with the side effects too extreme to consider for worldwide distribution.
[Memory Card 14: LSD-25 Formula]
The new talent brought in from Cambodia is already proving their worth. They have the proper equipments and techniques to create LSD from starting bases such as ergot and lysergic acid, as well as a method of distributing the LSD tabs by mail. That said, it is considered an unprofitable venture, since the market is relatively small. On the other hand, we will be prepared in the even the drug experiences resurgence in popularity.
[Memory Card 15: Marijuana Formula]
The data purchased from growers in British Columbia, Canada, details different marijuana plants, tips on indoor and outdoor growth, and methods to cultivate of the leaves on a large scale. These techniques surpass our own and should be implemented immediately. Markets such as Russia, Western Europe, and North America have a nearly bottomless demand for this product.
[Memory Card 16: Meth Formula]
Our Mexican Organized Crime Unit lieutenant has new data following the raid of a super-lab in Sonora, Mexico. The intel gives precise details on how to mass manufacture Meth, lists disreputable wholesalers of ephedrine and pseudoephedrine, and includes research on the best fillers to maximize profit. Hopefully this compound will recapture some of the markets lost to the product coming out of New Mexico.
[Memory Card 17: Mushrooms Formula]
Efforts to blackmail a Mexican plantation owner are paying off. We now have detailed files on methods used to grow and preserve a number of hallucinogenic mushrooms. These findings will be put to immediate use for locally grown compounds and should improve the shelf life of our products.
[Memory Card 18: Opium Formula]
The formula stolen from a Myanmar drug lord includes the poppy's proper growth techniques, the harvesting of the poppy's milk, and finally, its processing into sun-dried morphine bricks. It shares markets similar to those of heroin and will be highly profitable. Full production should begin immediately.
[Memory Card 19: PCP Formula]
Research into manufacturing PCP, including the equipment and the chemicals used, is complete. Given the drug's frequent nasty side effects and the fact that its usage tends to spike and dip, it does not have enough of a market to warrant an international operation. We have the capability to produce this compound, but should focus our resources on other products.
[Memory Card 20: Spice Formula]
Thanks to an anonymous online informant, we now have data on the synthetic compounds necessary to make Spice, a drug similar to marijuana but with additional side effects like hallucinations, anxiety attacks, interstellar navigation, and dangerously adverse physical reactions. Spice remains legal in the US for the moment. We should corner the market on this product immediately.
[Letter 1: Sato's Letter]
My Dearest Keiko,
By the time you read this, I will be dead and you will be a grown woman. Your mother will give you this letter when she believes you are ready to read it. I can only hope that she's spoken fondly of me and that you prayed to me at the shrine as I have prayed for you.
We keep ourselves busy with work and singing the Tekihaikuman. Do they still sing it in your time, I wonder? I hope your Japan is a place of peace and prosperity, not filled with the thousands of enemies in the songs we sing. We must vanish into the jungles. Malaria has destroyed our ranks and we're too few to defend the lines. Major Mogi says we must ready ourselves for when the Americans land on our beaches, and drive them back to their graves in the water. In this we will be victorious if each of us offers nothing less than our lives.
Captain Jiro Sato
[Letter 2: Hyogo's Letter]
My Dearest Ayumi,
I am delighted to write you again. We have been in the jungle for a few months. It is hot and sticky, but we are filling the jungle with traps and ambush points. Major Mogi says the American devils will land any day now. Private Tadao says the islands around us have fallen. The Americans are too afraid to face us in battle, so they send planes to break our backs.
I trust Major Mogi. He has been a good leader, but he drives us very hard and expects nothing but the best. We are only too glad to give it. The burden of leadership must weigh heavily on him. He paces at night and when he doesn't think we see, he talks to himself. That is what duty does to us, my daughter. It makes martyrs or madmen of us. Still, something bothers him, but I cannot ask what it is. It is not my place.
Private Arata Hyogo
[Letter 3: Mori's Letter]
We lost seven men since the last time I wrote to you, Itchi and Ken among them. They were like brothers. Ken was very funny. I wish you could have met him. Itchi was quiet and strong. Never complaining. The men need me to be strong and Major Mogi is becoming possessed.
It isn't proper to speak of such things, but I cannot share my fears with anyone here. Major Mogi has begun seeing enemies where there are none. No Americans have landed, and yet he sees them under every tree. Every bird is a Thunderbolt or Corsair, every shadow a bomb. He even accuses us of conspiring with the enemy. I'm certain things will return to normal once we have word from home. The jungle deafens you with its ghosts.
Your Son, Lance Corporal Mori
[Letter 4: Ren's Letter]
My Brother Ito,
A terrible thing has happened. Major Mogi went mad and began shooting the men. I don't know how it happened, but he was arguing with Private Tadao when he killed him with his pistol and then began firing on us. We didn't know what to do. We're trained to kill the enemy, but he was our superior. We shot him.
My thigh is infected and I am fighting fever. There are a handful of us left. It is hard to think. I am so hot. I have given my letters to Private Isao and Kei. They are young and smart and they will make sure my words will find their way to you. Live well. I'm sorry we argued as children. I'm sorry I wasn't a better brother.
[Letter 5: Mogi's First Letter]
I hope this letter finds you well on this Fall day. The weather here is sticky and unpleasant. You would find it invigorating, I'm sure. Forgive me for this familiarity, but I wouldn't be the soldier I am today were it not for your example. Although we have never met, I have lived my life by your discipline and loyalty to the Empire of Japan. I hope to make our Emperor proud by following in your steps.
The Americans continue to bomb us like cowards. I have seen their smoke stacks travelling further north, skipping over us. They know better than to invade us, the Neck is impregnable, but they've destroyed our bunkers with lucky hits and what the bombs haven't killed, malaria has taken. I've decided to take the men into the jungle as you did in the First Great War against the Germans. My duty is simple...destroy the enemy. They shall find me ready and eager to spill their blood.
Major Kuro Mogi
[Letter 6: Mogi's Second Letter]
The devils and their sorties have killed many of my soldiers. I cannot tell you the anger and frustration I feel to see their planes fly over us and be unable to answer them properly with anti-aircraft fire. Or watching an invisible demon like malaria ravage my ranks.
I've heard stories that these islands were cursed, but I thought it superstitious nonsense until today, when Private Tadao reported that the latest communications were too garbled to understand. He was so ashamed, he couldn't look me in the eyes. Private Tadao isn't a good soldier, I've had the men routinely beat him to instill shikata ga nai as they should have done in basic training, but he's never risen to the occasion.
Major Kuro Mogi
[Letter 7: Mogi's Third Letter]
I am disappointed in my men, General Yamagata. I thought they could weather this better, but they have not. I can only imagine what I could have accomplished had I led your men as you did when you fought the Germans during the First World War.
I am sure I have mentioned Private Tadao. He cries like an infant when he thinks no one watches, but everyone sees. He sickens me with his weakness, and he now spreads it like an illness. The other men are sad for home. They protect him, coddle him, as if he will become a man this way. I ask you, what use is a radioman if we have no high-powered radios to receive news. Private Tadao says that the radio relays on nearby islands have been destroyed, but I blame him.
Major Kuro Mogi
[Letter 8: Mogi's Fourth Letter]
I am shocked and dismayed to report that what I had assumed was Private Tadao's incompetence is in fact sabotage. I was suspicious that none of the long-range radios were working, so I checked them. I am no expert in electronics, but even I could see that the tubes had been removed, the wires cut, and the battery missing.
I thought him weak, not a saboteur. He is too simple to be a spy. Regardless, he has betrayed his fellow soldiers, he has betrayed me, he has betrayed his oath to protect Japan, and he has betrayed the Imperial Family. I am going to execute Private Tadao, and if any of the men try to protect him, I will be forced to execute them as well.
Major Kuro Mogi
[Letter 9: Tadao's First Letter]
My darling wife, my beautiful daughter,
I don't know why I am writing to you. I know you'll never see these words, and if the Imperial Ancestors are merciful, you'll never know of my shame. I cannot tell you what possessed me to disable those radios, but these men...they are the only family I have left. When I heard the news, I felt like my heart had been cleaved. How could I make them suffer as I had? And now that I haven't told them, how can I have kept this from them?
I wonder, when the bomb fell, were you tending in the garden? Were you feeding Aika? Did you feel anything? Did you even know what happened? These questions haunt me, and I can only pray that you did not suffer. I pray that you died ignorant of what came next.
[Letter 10: Tadao's Second Letter]
My Darling Wife,
I don't know why I keep writing to you. Perhaps I am hoping you survived somehow. Perhaps I wish that I could come home and find you and Aika waiting for me. My heart wishes it with a terrible ache, but I suspect I know the truth: that you are gone. And Aika. And Hiroshima.
Major Mogi watches me with a hateful gaze. It's as if he knows the truth, but how can he? I can't bear to face him. I'm afraid that if he confronts me again, I'll break down and finally tell him everything about Hiroshima. The men try to protect me from him, but what have I done? I was too scared to tell them the truth, and now it's too late. In a moment of grief, I smashed the radios and betrayed everyone. Perhaps it's better I die. Perhaps then I can be with you and Aika.
[Letter 11: Shinji's Letter]
These are my final words. I will commit seppuku once I finish this letter, it will be the last honorable thing I do. But before I die I must tell someone the truth.
Tadao betrayed us. I read his letter. He sabotaged our radios after hearing of the bomb in Hiroshima. I cannot blame him. He wished to spare us from the ugly truth. The Major wasn't as understanding. He executed Tadao and then turned his sidearm on anyone who protested. We fought back, killing him, and now I am the only one left. Ren died last night from an infection.
It pains me to know that I had a hand in killing Major Mogi, he was once a good man. I hope our ancestors understand how dire the situation was and have mercy on me, and I hope that one day you can read these words and forgive me.
[Letter 12: Hayato's First Letter]
To Colonel Imada Daichi
I hope your family is well. I apologize for stepping outside the chain of command, but I feel that Lieutenant Colonel Yamada Masahiro is not taking my worries seriously, and is thus unfit to continue commanding this facility and its experiments. I must report that Project Tenka and Project Kyouken would have progressed much further if the Lieutenant Colonel would just listen to me. Instead, he has cut me out of his inner circle of advisors and has forbid me from communicating with anyone. I have been forced to write multiple copies of my letters and give them to loyal soldiers and scientists in the hope that one reaches you. Please, I am a prisoner of the Lieutenant Colonel's ambitions and unable to serve the Emperor because of his meddling.
Dr. Koga Hayato
[Letter 13: Hayato's Second Letter]
To Colonel Imada Daichi
I can only assume that my previous letters and the charges I have levelled against Lieutenant Colonel Yamada Masahiro and his continued incompetence have not yet reached you or you would have seen the truth and replaced the Lieutenant Colonel by now. I believe that the Lieutenant Colonel has intercepted several of my letters already, and that he has sent men to search my room in secret. I see the truth of it now. He fears me. He is afraid of my success and covets the glory for himself when Project Tenka harnesses the power of lightning and Project Kyouken the fury of the animals. He knows I will bring a new sunrise to the Empire of Japan. I fear I must protect the critical findings of my research from him and my team until you intercede in the matter. It is the only way to protect the Empire and the Emperor from his ambitions.
Dr. Koga Hayato
[Letter 14: Hayato's Third Letter]
To Colonel Imada Daichi,
Why have you not written to me? I am sure that you must have received at least one of the sixty-seven letters I sent to you. I have been a fool, a blind stupid fool. I confronted Lieutenant Colonel Yamada Masahiro about his attempts to sabotage me, but he feigned innocence and surprise. I understand now. He was not the man I had to worry about. He is too dim-witted to challenge me. It was you. You ordered him to stead my research so that you alone could reap the glory. The decoration for the Order of the Rising Sun was to be my honor, but I see now that you want to deny me that privilege. You have condemned Japan for your hubris, and I will not let you get away with it. You cannot keep me silenced.
Dr. Koga Hayato
[Letter 15: Hayato's Fourth Letter]
To Colonel Imada Daichi,
You wanted to sabotage me, but you did not expect me to sabotage you instead. By the time you have read this, I will have released the infected animals in the Kyouken lab and forced an overload in the Tenka generators. And when the Imperial Japanese Army sends soldiers to uncover what happened, you will no longer be able to hide the truth, and I will be a hero of the Empire. I only wish I could be there to see the look on your face when the strip you of your rank, and drive your humiliated family into the streets.
I want you to remember that you called this upon yourself....
Dr. Koga Hayato
[Letter 16: Masahiro's Letter]
To Colonel Imada Daichi,
Dr. Koga Hayato attempted to sabotage the projects, but he was shot while being apprehended and we could not question him on the reasons for his actions. Fortunatley, there was no real harm to the projects, and I would appreciate a replacement for Dr. Koga as soon as possible.
Lieutenant Colonel Yamada Masahiro
[Letter 17: Hurk's First Letter]
To whoever reads this,
I'm Hurk. So, I found these old letters, right? In Japanese or something, but these ones were totally faded out and really hard to read, so I figured nobody would care what some dead army dude was saying about shit that happened during the Civil War. No offense to dead army dude's family, but he's dead and I seriously need this paper. So if you're a dude or dudette reading this, please be on the lookout for a white and gray macaque monkey named Gilbert. I named him that. Gilbert is evil. I don't mean throwing crap at you evil. I mean holding it so you can see it and then rubbing it in your face. I think that if Gilbert could talk, he'd rub shit in your face while saying something clever like "monkey see, monkey do." Yeah, totally bent. Anyways, he got away from me, right, and I need to get him back before--
[Letter 18: Hurk's Second Letter]
To whoever reads this,
It's Hurk again. I ran out of space on that last piece of paper, so I was saying I needed to stop Gilbert before he started his rain (rein?) of terror, right? Too late. He already started. Gilbert's got other monkeys following him like a pack, doing his bidding. It's like watching cheerleaders, man. You know the way cheerleaders move around in a pack, right, always following that one really hot chick with the blond hair, the tight ass, and the perfect tits? And it's like, every time they walk past you, they move like they're in slow motion, and they look at you like they don't even see you. Totally Lacy Barnstrom hot, right? She was the head cheerleader at my school, and I did shit to her yearbook pictures that totally got the pages all fucked up. Shit, I'm out of space again.
[Letter 19: Hurk's Third Letter]
To whoever reads this,
Okay, so I got sidetracked by Lacy Barnstrom and her yearbook pics, but you would too if you knew her. Actually, I hear she makes porn now. Totally gotta check that shit out because dude! My angel is a centerfold! How awesome is that? Anyways, I gotta stop Gilbert. See, I taught Gilbert how to pull the pins on grenades and how to throw them. And now I think he likes it. He's gotten a taste for blowing shit up and he's teaching the other monkey's how to do it. Scratch that. I think he's teaching them how to pull the pins on grenades, but he isn't teaching them how to throw the grenades! Sick, right? This monkey is off the vine, man. Anyways, I'm following the sounds of the explosions. Little dude can't run forever.
[Letter 20: Hurk's Fourth Letter]
To whoever reads this,
I found more washed out letters from Japanese Civil War dudes...how many of them are there? Anyways, it's over. I did it. I caught up to Gilbert and his pack of monkeys. There weren't many of them left, and the survivors...they had that look in their eyes, the look that said "you haven't see the shit I've seen...you weren't there, man, you weren't there!" I had no choice. I had to challenge Gilbert to dominance of the pack. It was the only way to save the survivors. Gilbert chose the weapons...the grenades I brought, like I knew he would. And that's how I beat him, because one thing I never taught the little dude, was how to fuck with the timers. I don't think I'll ever forget the look on his face when I caught the grenade...and threw it back. That startled "o" face he made will haunt me for the rest of my life. But the pack's free now...the pack's free.