Unfortunately, actually getting around is another headache. There’s at least some reward and incentive for exploring Edensin. The relationship between the consumables and combat allows for a little more depth when getting into fights, and with all of these useful items spread out in the world. There are some pretty absurd items that can be enjoyed in a variety of ways to spice up gameplay or give you an edge in a fight. There are energy drinks that allow you to dual wield guns, and catnip that can be eaten in order to slow down time while aiming down the sights of a sniper rifle. But be warned, soon you’ll need another hit, or you’ll get hit with a blow to your HP leaving you questioning whether it was really worth it. Such as unaccompanied slices of pizza on outdoor sofas, and health (read: crack) pipes that you can inhale for a boost of health. This includes pulling out your johnson to urinate on your enemies, should you wish.Īlong with an abundance of weapons, also comes a wealth of consumables around town. Edensin is packed to the rafters with guns and ammo, and you won’t go very far before you’ve got an arsenal under your bathrobe. Although, in a world filled with pretty uninspired jobs and activities it really makes you appreciate being able to enjoy at least one aspect of gameplay. It’s an aim and spray that just about gets the job done. It’s not to the quality of any major shooter or open-world title that includes guns.
Free roam, open world, sandbox gameplay: Approach your daily set of Errands in a non-linear fashion! Seek out optional Side Quests for additional rewards! Or ignore all of that and just cause general pandemonium at your own leisure!.POSTAL 4: No Regerts is a satirical and outrageous comedic open world first person shooter and the long-awaited true sequel to what’s been fondly dubbed as "The Worst Game Ever™", POSTAL 2! (No third game is known to exist.) What untold prospects lie within? Fame? Fortune? Maybe a bidet or two? Edensin awaits.
However, on the horizon, the duo glimpses an unfamiliar and dazzling town that beckons to them. After a fortuitous gas station rest stop ends with their car, trailer home, and the rest of their worldly possessions stolen, all the Dude’s seemingly got left to his name is his canine cohort and his bathrobe, and neither of them smells all that great. The only two to walk away from the cataclysm unscathed, the hapless everyman known as the POSTAL Dude and his loyal companion Champ, drive aimlessly through the scorching deserts of Arizona looking for a new place to call home. Several years have passed since the events that devastated the once proud town remembered as Paradise.