The graphics are good the game has a good
theme but it gets boring after a while with out a level editor. Here is the story you're a space marine armed with a mere pistol. Your mission is to locate more substantial
firepower, blow your way through an onslaught of undead marines and mutant demons from hell,
and navigate yourself off a radioactive moon base. In order to survive, not only do you have to
make it through the first 27 blood-splattered levels of Doom, you also have to get through nine more
incredibly tough expert levels in the all-new episode "Thy Flesh Consumed."
Because many people have lost intrest in DOOM 1 I have decided to continue this page with DOOM 2 stuff.
The Story Behind Doom
You're a marine, one of Earth's toughest, hardened in combat and trained for action. Three years
ago you assaulted a superior officer for ordering his soldiers to fire upon civilians. He and his body
cast were shipped to Pearl Harbor, while you were transfered to Mars, home of the Union
Aerospace Corperation. The UAC is a multi-planetary conglomerate with radioactive waste
facilities on Mars and its two moons, Phobos and Deimos. With no action for fifty million miles,
your day consisted of suckin' dust and watchin' restricted flicks in the rec room.
For the last four years the militaty, UAC's biggest supplier, has used the remote facilities on Phobos
and Deimos to conduct varios secret projects, including reaserch on inter-dimensional travel. So far
they have been able to open gateways between Phobos and Deimos, throwing a few gadgets into
one and watching them come out the other. Recently however, the Gateways have grown
dangerously unstable. Military "volunteers" entering them have either disappeared or been stricken
with a strange form of insanity - babbleing vulgarities, bludgeoning anything that breathes, and finally
suffering an untimely death of full-body explosion. Matching heads with torsos to send home to the
folks became a full-time job. Latest military reports state that the reserch is suffering a small
set-back, but everything is under control.
A few hours ago, Mars recieved a garbled message from Phobos. "We require immediate military
support. Something fraggin' evil is coming out of the Gateways! Computer systems have gone
berserk!" The rest was incoherent. Soon afterwards, Deimos simply vanished from the sky. Since
then, attempts to establish contact with either moon have been unsuccessful.
You and your buddies, the only combat troop for fifty million miles were sent up pronto to Phobos.
You were ordered to secure the perimeter of the base while the rest of the team went inside. For
several hours, your radio picked up the sounds of combat: guns firing, men yelling orders, screams,
bones cracking, then finally, silence. Seems your buddies are dead.
It's Up To You
Things aren't looking too good. You'll never navigate off the planet on your own. Plus, all the heavy
weapons have been taken by the assault team leaving you with only a pistol. If only you could get
your hands around a plasma rifle or even a shotgun you could take a few down on your way out.
Whatever killed your buddies deserves a couple of pellets in the forehead. Secureing your helmet,
you exit the landing pod. Hopefully you can find more substantial firepower somewhere within the
station.
As you walk through the main entrance to the base, you hear animal-like growls echoing throughout
the distant corridors. They know you're here. There's no turning back now.
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