The 80s tribute pixel art game by a small russian team, which previously specialized on browser builders, and this is also a resourse managment strategy pretty seamlessly combined with choose your own adventure storyline of an aspiring brawler's career. Train your hero - build stats, collect perks & special moves through series of decisions day to day to achieve an effective profile. From the food he consumes, to the means of getting money for a new training device, friendship with useful people in town and so on - everything will change the overall experience. The game's full of grotesque humor and still rather hard emotionally, for you'll come across different random situations aimed to exhaust your nerves both during the battles & in the civic life.
The fighting process is fully automatic, just like in 'Football Manager' series where you have control only over the general setup before the round, then you just find yourself yelling at the screen: 'C'mon, you can do it! Look, he's loosing energy fast! You'll get your chance, just hold on there! Don't you dare to fall, you hear me?!' - like a real coach by the ring, unable to even pause the action. The greatest thing about it - the techniques choice is very strategic & you really can counter and get your chance to win even against most dreadful of enemies of different fighting skills. To my mind this is an almost perfectly balanced masterpiece and a must-play for any manager nerd who ever wondered about what for do those bulky guys gather in the local gym every night? ( ?° ?? ?°)
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Äàíü óâàæåíèÿ 80ûì â èãðå ñ òî÷å÷íîé ãðàôèêîé îò ìàëåíüêîé ðóññêîé êîìàíäû, äî òîãî ïîäâèçàâøåéñÿ íà áðàóçåðíûõ ñòðîèòåëüíûõ ñèìóëÿòîðàõ, è çäåñü òàêæå ñòðàòåãèÿ ñ óïðàâëåíèåì ðåñóðñàìè, êîòîðóþ óìåëî ñîâìåñòèëè ñ ãèáêèì èíòåðàêòèâíûì ñþæåòîì î êàðüåðå íà÷èíàþùåãî áîðöóõè. Òðåíèðóéòå ñâîåãî ãåðîÿ - êà÷àéòå ïàðàìåòðû, ñîáèðàéòå îñîáåííûå ÷åðòû è ñïåöïðèåìû, ïðèíèìàÿ ïîâñåäíåâíûå ðåøåíèÿ, âûñòðàèâàÿ ýôôåêòèâíûé ïðîôèëü. Íà÷èíàÿ ñ ïðîäóêòîâ ïèòàíèÿ, äî ñïîñîáîâ çàðàáîòêà íà íîâûé òðåíàæåð, äðóæáû ñ ïîëåçíûìè ëþäüìè â ãîðîäå - âñå áóäåò îêàçûâàòü âëèÿíèå íà èãðîâîé îïûò. Èãðà ïîëíà ãðîòåñêíîãî þìîðà, è â òî æå âðåìÿ ýìîöèîíàëüíî òÿæåëà, òàê êàê âû áóäåòå ïîïàäàòü âî ìíîæåñòâî ñëó÷àéíûõ ñèòóàöèé, íàöåëåííûõ ïîùåêîòàòü âàì íåðâû êàê â áîåâîé ïðàêòèêå, òàê è â ãðàæäàíñêîé æèçíè.
Ïðîöåññ ñðàæåíèÿ ïîëíîñòüþ àâòîìàòè÷åñêèé, òî÷íî êàê â ñåðèè "Óïðàâëÿþùèé íîãàìÿ÷à", ãäå êîíòðîëèðóåøü ëèøü ïîäãîòîâèòåëüíóþ ôàçó ïåðåä ðàóíäîì, çàòåì îáíàðóæèâàøü ñåáÿ âîïÿùèì â ìîíèòîð: "Äàâàé, òû ñìîæåøü! Ñìîòðè, êàê áûñòðî îí ðàñõîäóåò ýíåðãèþ! Æäè ñâîåãî øàíñà, òîëüêî äåðæèñü! Íå ñìåé ïàäàòü, òû ñëûøèøü ìåíÿ?!" - êàê íàñòîÿùèé òðåíåð ó ðèíãà, íàñïîñîáíûé äàæå ïðåðûâàòü ïðîèñõîäÿùåå. Ñàìîå ïðåêðàñíîå òî, ÷òî âûáîð ïðèåìîâ âåñüìà ñòðàòåãè÷åí, è åñòü âîçìîæíîñòü ïðîòèâîïîñòàâèòü ÷òî-òî è äîáèòüñÿ øàíñà íà ïîáåäó äàæå âî âñòðå÷å ñ íàèáîëåå ïóãàþùèìè âðàãàìè ðàçíûõ áîéöîâûõ øêîë. Íà ìîé âçãëÿä, ýòî ïî÷òè èäåàëüíî ñáàëàíñèðîâàííûé øåäåâð, êîòîðûé îáÿçàòåëåí ê îçíàêîìëåíèþ êàæäîìó çàó÷êå-óïðàâëåíöó, íåäîóìåâþøåìó ïî ïîâîäó òîãî, ñ êàêîé öåëüþ âñå ýòè çäîðîâûå ðåáÿòà ñîáèðàþòñÿ òåìíûìè âå÷åðàìè â ìåñòíîé êà÷àëêå? ( ?° ?? ?°)
