![]() ![]() ![]() At the top of every love level, a new interaction with the human-form of said weapon will become available, and it’s up to you how far you take it. This unlocks new perks for your weapons, new combat styles, and each one satisfies a different playstyle and compliments the character’s personality. Or maybe healthcare is also free in this entirely fictional realm where hot people turn into daggers.Īs you make your way through these dungeon runs, the weapon you use will improve and your ‘love level’ will increase. Or in this case, carted back home in what has to be an eye-wateringly expensive ambulance ride. They follow the formula of most classic crawlers you and your bae blade run through a series of levels slapping down foes – which happen to be physical manifestations of your own insecurities – until you’re dead. Play your cards right and you’ll be handling hilt all night long, if you catch my drift.īoyfriend Dungeon’s core combat takes place in, well, dungeons, playfully dubbed as ‘dunj’ here. You happen to be a Wielder, and an attractive one at that, with a whole roster of transforming totty at your disposal. The other portion of the town are known as ‘Wielders’ they can’t turn into weapons, but they do get to go on monster-slaying escapades with the aforementioned. Swords, scimitars and staffs, all unassumingly sexy. However, nothing is without its caveats, and Jesse soon informs you that a good proportion of the people in this town can turn into blades. You’re met with your old cousin, Jesse, who has offered his old apartment for you to stay in, as well as some guidance in the old romance department. Your story begins in the coastal postcode of Verona Beach, where you’ve elected to stay for the summer. Boyfriend Dungeon a dating game with boyfriends, it’s a roguelike with dungeons, and the two intertwine almost effortlessly. So upon seeing that triple treat thrown into a narrative-driven adventure with a side of slicing hordes of baddies to shreds, I was both enthralled and entirely suspicious. I like men, I like swords, and I like shit that transforms. ![]()
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