My girlfriend left her iPad at my house. On the surface, this would seem to be a bad thing for her because she can’t use it for anything – especially the solitaire game that she is addicted to. However, this episode has turned into a bad thing for me because her daughter downloaded Temple Run 2. I picked it up; started playing it; and am addicted.
For the uninformed, Temple Run 2 is the sequel to Temple Run, a game that I have never played because I hate games that have no ending. It is impossible to beat them. Yet, I keep trying. That’s where the addiction part comes in. A good friend of mine says that the definition of crazy is doing the same thing over and over and expecting the outcome to change. It’s official that Temple Run 2 has driven me crazy.
The game has an Indiana Jones wannabe stealing a golden idol from a temple.
There is also another guy and a couple of gals that try to steal the idol. Stealing a golden idol seems easy, but, like Indiana Jones, the act unleashes a torrent of peril. This peril comes in the form of a giant monkey monster that is standing guard. You don’t see him much because he is always behind you, but being caught looks something like this.
Guy, or whoever else you are using, runs through the temple ruins while this thing chases him. Along the way, he soars through the air on ropes; jumps over rapids and knocked out bridges; slides under fire and rocks; rides the rails through abandoned mines; and does everything else that he can to get away.
But, that’s the thing about the game. You never get away. No matter how good you are the outcome is always death. It’s like life I suppose. Except, this death involves falling off a cliff; drowning; being burned alive; or getting eaten by the giant monkey monster. That’s the crazy part. You can’t win.