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Stupid stone hand that keeps trying to snatch the stupid ball of light that I need to finish the stupid level... Why can't these things ever be straightforward? And who designed this place, anyway? What sort of stupid architect decides that lit torches would be a good idea for an opening mechanism on an outside door? It just means that I have to run about like a headless chook to try and light the other two before the first one goes out! The first one, apparently, having the power to turn off the rain. And stairs that only appear when a glowy ball is put in a hole in the middle of the floor! How is this practical? How do the inhabitants of this bloody castle go about their everyday lives? Especially considering that the stupid stone hand takes the ball away every time I take my eyes off it for two seconds.
Why isn't there a decent chemist's? That'd fix that bloody pentadactyl lump of rock. Not to mention every other you-can't-kill-me-unless-you-hop-three-times-around-the-table-singing-Daisy-Daisy bastard. Bugger all this attacking-the-vulnerable-points bollocks; half a litre of nitric acid in the face and you're going down. I don't care if the game thinks you're indestructable unless hit twenty-seven times through the gaping hole in your breastplate that you really should have had time to repair by now. You have magic powers, for crying out loud.
Know what else I hate? The seven-foot zombies that paralyze you with their screaming and then hit you with what can only be called a sword because they didn't have two-by-fours in Ancient Egypt. The only way I've managed to kill them is by edging around so that they don't spot me, and then shooting them twice with explosives. Twice. These things are so bloody indestructable that they need to be blown up twice.
What do you mean, it's ten to three in the morning? No it's not! My clock is just lying to make me stop playing Twilight Princess.