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The light blue circles of the portal swooped into view inside the room, making a downward cone towards the ground, where Snap was deposited from it.
Straightening up, the ferret looked around, and was instantly aware of the sudden drop in temperature. It was hatefully cold, and, Scottish though he may be, he regretted not wearing a t-shirt on this mission. His denims and trainers would have to do for now. Nevertheless, the golden-haired ferret was looking forward to breaking more boxes, stomping more enemies and collecting more jewels to help in the fight against Neo Cortex, a mad scientist who looked like a cartoon face scribbled on the side of a yellow anvil.
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His landing pad, like all the rest, looked like a big cog or gear of some kind, and he climbed off of it and exited the room through its only doorway.
Snap emerged into what appeared to be a snowy forest, with snow-covered trees on either side of him. Yet more snow appeared on the light brown path in front of him.
Breaking into a light jog, the ferret advanced down the path before him, casually jumping over a small bottomless path in his way.
As soon as he hit the ground on the other side, the air was rended by an earsplitting roar, like that of a massive crazed animal. The ground itself quaked and shook, almost throwing the ferret’s balance off completely as he turned around to seek the source of this commotion.
Snap’s eyes widened to the size of dinnerplates. His mouth fell open.
There was a polar bear heading straight for him.
“OH MY GOOOOOOOOD!”
That hulking white mass, advancing towards him like an Arctic snowstorm, but twice as unfriendly…
Those deafening roars, ungodly utterances which could have shaken all the snow off of all of the trees in the forest…
That face…
If Snap lived to be a hundred, he would never forget that polar bear’s face. Its mouth was gigantic, resembling a huge bear-trap, appropriately enough. Beyond the Canadian-icicle-sized teeth lay what looked like a black hole which Snap was not keen on visiting today.
Snap’s legs worked like jackhammers, thudding the ground in a light blue blur in an effort to put as much distance as possible between him and the crazed bear, but try as he might, whenever he looked over his shoulder to check his progress, he could only see that massive maw, snapping at his heels.
Snap dodged landmines, broke boxes, leapt gaps, bounced on blue-and-green salamanders and slid under electric fences in his quest not to get either eaten or trampled on by the colossal ursine currently hunting him down, but the big battle tank of a bear had no such need to manoeuvre. Instead, it merely mowed down everything in its path, like a big white steamroller.
Eventually, the declining hill that Snap and the bear were running down evened out, and the dirt path was temporarily replaced with a floor of thick wooden beams, which Snap hastily darted across. But the polar bear, weighing more than your average council flat, didn’t run over them, but rather through them.
This was quite unfortunate for the bear, as he soon discovered when he found himself plummeting down a sizeable bottomless pit with a fading roar.
“GRAAAAaaawrrrrr…”
Snap almost collapsed with relief upon finding out that his pursuer was now, assumedly, on a one-way trip to the centre of the earth. It was a good thing, too; his legs felt like jelly encased in cling-film, and he himself was sweating like a nun awaiting her pregnancy test.
Trekking at a more leisurely pace, Snap travelled down the path, glad that he was now able to move at his own speed. He was just getting used to this when he happened upon what was ostensibly a small corridor made of wood: a tunnel carved through a particularly gigantic tree.
The ferret passed through without incident, coming out the other side.
And then…
“RAAAAAAWWWRRRR!”
Oh shit.
Crash Bandicoot 2 was one of the earliest games I got a hold of, and it's still one of my favourites, but my abiding memory of playing it as a kid was Level 15, "Un-Bearable", where you are being chased through the level by a giant angry polar bear.
And that polar bear was - in all it's angular low-poly glory - the most terrifying thing in the world. D=
KG5000 surprised me by writing a fun little story to go with this as well!
The light blue circles of the portal swooped into view inside the room, making a downward cone towards the ground, where Snap was deposited from it.
Straightening up, the ferret looked around, and was instantly aware of the sudden drop in temperature. It was hatefully cold, and, Scottish though he may be, he regretted not wearing a t-shirt on this mission. His denims and trainers would have to do for now. Nevertheless, the golden-haired ferret was looking forward to breaking more boxes, stomping more enemies and collecting more jewels to help in the fight against Neo Cortex, a mad scientist who looked like a cartoon face scribbled on the side of a yellow anvil.
[
His landing pad, like all the rest, looked like a big cog or gear of some kind, and he climbed off of it and exited the room through its only doorway.
Snap emerged into what appeared to be a snowy forest, with snow-covered trees on either side of him. Yet more snow appeared on the light brown path in front of him.
Breaking into a light jog, the ferret advanced down the path before him, casually jumping over a small bottomless path in his way.
As soon as he hit the ground on the other side, the air was rended by an earsplitting roar, like that of a massive crazed animal. The ground itself quaked and shook, almost throwing the ferret’s balance off completely as he turned around to seek the source of this commotion.
Snap’s eyes widened to the size of dinnerplates. His mouth fell open.
There was a polar bear heading straight for him.
“OH MY GOOOOOOOOD!”
That hulking white mass, advancing towards him like an Arctic snowstorm, but twice as unfriendly…
Those deafening roars, ungodly utterances which could have shaken all the snow off of all of the trees in the forest…
That face…
If Snap lived to be a hundred, he would never forget that polar bear’s face. Its mouth was gigantic, resembling a huge bear-trap, appropriately enough. Beyond the Canadian-icicle-sized teeth lay what looked like a black hole which Snap was not keen on visiting today.
Snap’s legs worked like jackhammers, thudding the ground in a light blue blur in an effort to put as much distance as possible between him and the crazed bear, but try as he might, whenever he looked over his shoulder to check his progress, he could only see that massive maw, snapping at his heels.
Snap dodged landmines, broke boxes, leapt gaps, bounced on blue-and-green salamanders and slid under electric fences in his quest not to get either eaten or trampled on by the colossal ursine currently hunting him down, but the big battle tank of a bear had no such need to manoeuvre. Instead, it merely mowed down everything in its path, like a big white steamroller.
Eventually, the declining hill that Snap and the bear were running down evened out, and the dirt path was temporarily replaced with a floor of thick wooden beams, which Snap hastily darted across. But the polar bear, weighing more than your average council flat, didn’t run over them, but rather through them.
This was quite unfortunate for the bear, as he soon discovered when he found himself plummeting down a sizeable bottomless pit with a fading roar.
“GRAAAAaaawrrrrr…”
Snap almost collapsed with relief upon finding out that his pursuer was now, assumedly, on a one-way trip to the centre of the earth. It was a good thing, too; his legs felt like jelly encased in cling-film, and he himself was sweating like a nun awaiting her pregnancy test.
Trekking at a more leisurely pace, Snap travelled down the path, glad that he was now able to move at his own speed. He was just getting used to this when he happened upon what was ostensibly a small corridor made of wood: a tunnel carved through a particularly gigantic tree.
The ferret passed through without incident, coming out the other side.
And then…
“RAAAAAAWWWRRRR!”
Oh shit.
Crash Bandicoot 2 was one of the earliest games I got a hold of, and it's still one of my favourites, but my abiding memory of playing it as a kid was Level 15, "Un-Bearable", where you are being chased through the level by a giant angry polar bear.
And that polar bear was - in all it's angular low-poly glory - the most terrifying thing in the world. D=
KG5000 surprised me by writing a fun little story to go with this as well!
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