Mass Effect 3: The End

I’ve been brooding on this post a while and recent post from a friend of mine made me realize that it’s time to either write this or let it go and carry on with my life. I chose the former, because words have never been known to leave me alone.

If you’ve been following this blog for the past year or two, you’d have noticed that quite a lot of my posts centred around a game called Mass Effect 2. Approaching the release date of Mass Effect 3, I was positively gushing about it with excitement and stalked every internet article, every internet video or gaming press conference that could give me a shred of information about a game that was rightly voted the most anticipated game of 2012. I did what I very rarely do. I ordered the game new, even deciding to go the extra mile and take the Collector’s Edition. Yes, it was expensive but it was worth it and I had saved up for months to make sure that it fits into my budget. Along with 1 million other fans, I was about as excited as they came.

I had my doubts of course, being a cynic by nature I knew that there was the possibility that I would be disappointed. In my experience with things (and life in general), being excited means that you’ll be disappointed. As an INTJ, I think it’s one of the reasons I choose not to get too involved with anything because I’m expecting to be disappointed. Dark and cynical I know, but that’s just the way things are. With Mass Effect however, it was quite different and I became about as involved in the game as I could. I had faith in Bioware because they were laying it on as thick as they could when it came to creating mass excitement. They had FemShep Friday, they had press conferences. They tweeted about every little detail, they had a fake reaper invasion over Twitter. They were playing on every shred of fan excitement and we gave our hearts to them on a golden platter, trusting that it won’t all be for nothing, trusting that they would do right not just by us but by the legend of the game franchise.

But, they didn’t and I’ve actually blogged about it twice already. On Moderate Peril, you had the article of a woman shocked to her core. I wrote that mere minutes after finishing the game and, like this comic portrayed on the internet magazine ‘The Escapist’ I was in denial. I couldn’t believe what had happened and what I had just witnessed. I couldn’t believe that it would end that way, that the series would take such a terrible turn and there was no recovery. I finished it on a Sunday and spend the next two days in a trance, feeling sick and depressed to my core. I tried to push it down and tell myself that it was just a game and that if you looked at the bigger picture, it was alright. That Bioware had sort of given me what they promised, if only not in the way I wanted it. That lead to me writing the article for Nerd Trek. I like to think of it as the ‘reasonable adult’ article. The one where I pushed my feelings aside as any decent INTJ would do and considered the game in general. Yes, it was a good game. Yes, the story up until the end was fantastic. I had laughed and cried and fumed right along with my Shepard. Surely that was worth the money that I gave to Bioware, surely that was what I paid for? I said in the article that I would play the game again, that I would be able to push the ending from my mind and remember my love for the series.

I lied. Or rather, I was wrong.

The truth is that I haven’t been able to pick Mass Effect 3 up again. Or 2 for that matter. I tried, I really did but I got about halfway through my second play through and realized that it just wasn’t going to happen. That I couldn’t end it. Again. That I didn’t even care for playing it again because I knew what waited for me, and knew the futility of what I was trying to do.

You see, after all of that anticipation and excitement and disappointment and anger, I was left with a sense of bitterness. Yes, I could look at all the good aspects of the game. I could talk about how much better Shepard moved or how the graphics had improved or how amazing the voice actresses were but, that’s all been said. That was a given. We knew that it would all be good. We knew that it would be an improvement on Mass Effect 3. What we wanted was resolution. What I wanted was a happy ending.

From Deviantart – done by hoodie-gypsy

I think that’s why I have to write just one more blog about this, why I have to say what I want to say. On the previous two accounts, I was blogging for someone else, blogging as someone else’s voice. This time, it’s me and I don’t have to pretend anymore. I don’t have to smile and just take it. This is my blog and I can say in it what I really, really want to say.

And, the truth is that I’m angry and disappointed and yes, maybe even a little bit hurt.

You see, I trusted Bioware with my feelings, I trusted Bioware with my heart wrapped up in the pocket of one Alyssa Shepard. I had become very attached to my Shepard, a woman I remained Rianna in the fan fiction that I wrote about her because it looked silly just using my own name for it. I knew her history, her loves, her wishes and her desires. I knew what she feared the most and I was pleased as pie to encounter it during the game. And, I had hope for her. She wasn’t an extension of me, though we shared a name, but she was… well. I admired her and I tried to play the game in such a way that was true to the woman I thought she was. For the most part, I could do that. On my first and only playthrough I played the hell out of the game. I came out with what I thought was all the right choices. I had a MASSIVE intergalactic army. I had made peace between races that had been at war for generations. I had all my friends intact (save for those I lost in sacrifice for the bigger goal) and Alyssa Shepard and I both wished that in the end, with all of this under my belt, we would see her children, that she would be allowed to retire to a remote part of a galaxy as it rebuild itself and be left in peace as a reward for everything that she had done. Or, that if she died, (and that I did expect as well) that she’d be allowed to do so with dignity and that her legacy would be carried forward by her friends.

Bioware denied us that but what’s more, they denied us absolution.

And Reunion Hugs
And Reunion Hugs

You see, Bioware wrote what they thought was this perfect ending and even after the fan outcry in which more than 86% said that they disliked the end, I still got the impression that they didn’t really see what they had done wrong. And in that lies the source of my anger, the seed of my deep, personal bitterness that I now hold towards the franchise. I don’t want to feel as if I’m being indulged like a child throwing a tantrum (and some of you might argue that that’s what we’re doing, I’ll admit to that) but I want to feel that they have realized that they have made a mistake. That they have owned the mistakes pointed out by fans. Yet, they don’t. And, I think that’s what makes me even angrier. During the development of Mass Effect 3 SOMEONE out there must’ve thought: Oh dear, I don’t think the fans are going to like that… I don’t think this will sit well with them… Surely, someone in Bioware must have two brain cells lined up together?! How could they not see what affect it would have? How could they not see that their ending destroys everything that the player worked to achieve? The worst part is that even though I’ve essentially done everything right, I basically get the same choices in the end that the games where Shepard really messes around with everything will get a well. The game stopped being multidirectional and instead just became one singular big cluster fuck, regardless of what you did before. And, that’s what made me angry as well. I agonized over some decisions. Sometimes I let my Shepard make decisions with me sitting behind the screne going: Fuck woman, I know that’s what you would do but honestly, I’d rather do THAT Because I don’t trust the bastard. But, this is your show so…

Now, knowing that all of the roads that lead to that wretched starchild and space magic sequence, I can’t even take the decisions serious anymore. Even with Mass Effect 2, no matter how many times you replay it, you sometimes did encounter that unknown factor. I once replayed the game (number 6 I think…), did all the major character (in my opinion) loyalty missions, upgraded everything about my ship and stormed the collector’s base only to lose for some unknown reason I didn’t foresee, Kasumi Goto – one of my squad mates. That blew my mind because Irealized that even as an old hand, I could still make mistakes. With Mass Effect 3 that’s really of no consequence. There aren’t really any consequences. There is death. And death. And death. Blue and green and red.

I think that deep down, that’s also one of the reason’s I’m really angry with Bioware because they took away that excitement that I had over replaying the game. I replayed Mass Effect 2 about 8 times. I knew some sections by heart but I still kept on doing it because I expected there to be a reward at the end. Now, with Mass Effect 3 destroying that reward, there’s no reason for me to continue doing so. And, don’t get me wrong. I miss the gameplay, I miss the characters but whenever I start up the game I’m faced with the empty bitterness that I feel and the whole idea that no matter what I do, it won’t change a thing.

Which leads me, inevitably, to the promise of the extended ending. I was never a part of the Hold the Line movement, not because I didn’t feel that Bioware had done a good job, but because I felt that they had done such a bad one that short or releasing a whole new game in which they took out the last 15minutes completely, they couldn’t really fix what they had done. And from what I gather, they’re not really planning on fixing anything because they still haven’t acknowledged that they’ve done something wrong. Oh yes, they’re extending it. But, there’s no new gameplay and voice actresses like Kimberly Brooks who plays Ashley say that she’s just adding a line here or there. It’s not really saying: Oh yes, we’re disassembling the cluster fuck we’ve created. It’s just saying: We’re adding more dialogue to that cluster fuck. And yes you bloody whiners. There will be a good word or two in it for Shepard. Maybe even a happy ending. With unicorns. Because you asked for it.

And, something we didn’t ask for but which is getting all the attention is the multiplayer section. I’m even angrier about that because it’s the only thing that really seems to matter now. I said to a friend of mine that I get the impression that even though they said multiplayer is optional, they’re trying to force us into it by saying: Well, if you want still have fun playing the game – get Multiplayer! If you want new missions that makes a difference – get Multiplayer! If you want new in game content – get Multiplayer! As for Single player, screw that, we’ve gotten as much money out of you as we can… yes, we know you’re our first and most loyal fans but screw it, you’re all broke because you spend all your money on the Collector’s Edition and then, You dumb Smucks in South Africa, you spend the rest of your money on your data bundles so that you can actually DOWNLOAD said Collector’s Edition… So that cow’s milked dry…

*cough*

Well. Yes. Needless to say, I’m not playing multiplayer. I’ll calm myself down by sharing one of my favorite scenes from the game.

I saw a slogan once where they said: Mass Effect 3 – For when Real Life just isn’t depressing enough…

That’s about how I feel. I have a stressful job. I’m not some teenager hauled up in my mother’s basement; I’m a working adult, a career woman who has an immense amount of pressure on her every day. I’m in the kind of job that forces me to suffer fools with a smile on my face. I play games now, not because of some childhood fancy that I never grew out of but because it’s the one thing that offers me complete relief from my daily life. It’s the one thing that I can truly do on my own without any input from others. I’m rewarded for my hard work with stars and happy endings and I’m invited back in with the knowledge that I am master of my own destiny. I wouldn’t bloody well play the games if they left me with the feeling that I want to slice my own wrists open with a blunt raiser.

That’s what real life and Stephen Donaldson is for.

So, looking back yes, I realize that this is all my fault. That I did this to myself by getting too involved. By hoping for too much. But, what’s so wrong about that? The internet calls the Mass Effect fans a bunch of self obsessed whiners who feel that they are entitled to something that doesn’t belong to them. Bioware uses the excuse of ‘art’ and ‘artistic integrity’ yet they refuse to acknowledge who exactly the artist was who came up with that idea. I think that they are hiding behind it quite frankly because – in all honestly, artistic integrity can’t really be used in a section of writing that has more plot holes than swiss cheese and that shows absolutely no respect towards the very characters it created. If it was art, then Bioware should’ve said so from the beginning, instead of leading us on and making us believe that we could make a difference. With the ending, they tore back something that had led us believe was ours and did with it what they wanted, destroying it before us. It was like giving a toy to a child, saying that it was his, only to take it away the moment he became too attached to it and tearing off its head.

I’m not writing this to open debate because debates can only be justified when the content of such a debate is objective and I’ll be more than willing to admit that I’m not objective here. That’s not the point. The point is to get this off of my chest. To make those who follow my blog understand why I quite suddenly stopped gushing about this game and why my inner child that had been kept alive onboard the Normandy had died. It’s a bit mellow dramatic perhaps, but it’s true. The thing is that I haven’t really played any games since ending Mass Effect 3. I’ve messed around with Sims 3, but that’s hardly worth a mention. I tried getting back into Fallout 3, one of my favourite games to date, but even that was dry and senseless. Bioware opened up the realisation that it’s all just a game. One we paid for, like hiring an escort for love.

And just playing a game seems pretty useless now.

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7 thoughts on “Mass Effect 3: The End

  1. ralfast June 19, 2012 / 9:43 pm

    The game raised a few red flags while I played it, but I gleefully ignored them because I expected a solid ending that would make the game one I would treasure and replay as often as I did the two previous installments. Alas I have found solace in the one thing I rarely do, ignore “cannon” and do a fix fic. Is cheap way of getting the “old feeling” back, but by the look (and sound of it) I’m not alone.

    (Check out this series of audiologs: http://koobismo.deviantart.com/#/d52flyc )

    I have three problems with ME3:

    1. The Multiplayer. By shoehorning it into an excellent single player game, they broke the core mechanic of ME3, the asset system. Instead of adding to the game it detracted from it. 50% indeed.

    2. The Ending: Happy ending? Sad Ending? Meh Ending? Who cares! I want an ending that makes sense! Circular logic raped Shocking Swerve (see TV Tropes) and gave brith to the God/Starchild. Not only does it come out of nowhere, it invalidates AND contradicts everything that came before it, starting with the Protheans sabotage of the Keepers in ME1. Sometimes you think you can outwit your audience only to look like a nitwit yourself.

    3. The Industry Reaction: From mockery to exploitation, the industry has done nothing but cover their arses and try to milk this for all its worth. And to think Bethesda is actually showing how it is done with Skyrim. Incredible!

    Wow, I got all that out of my chest. Sorry to dump it all on you. I was surprised when you went along with it at first, but I held my fire since being a jackhole to you based solely on my own anger would do nothing but hurt someone else for no reason other than to show how infantile I could be.

    But no worries, as Ash would say, “A pessimist is what an optimist calls a realist.”

  2. Elmi June 20, 2012 / 12:02 am

    Wow, that was an intense piece of gut wrenching commentary. I’ve followed your enthusiasm over ME3, and although I’m not an ME3 player, I am a gamer and a writer, so I absolutely understand your frustration, and I do believe you have every right to feel way. It’s a shame that it came to this. The gaming industry has become a cold hearted, cut-throat business. It used to be personal and intimate, games for gamers by gamers. Now it’s a race for the best technology, the biggest hype, the most sales, and then on to the next thing. I’m sorry you lost your innocence. I’m sorry that you had your heart broken. I have no sage advice except maybe that time heals. Don’t brick up your heart just because you trusted once and your worst fears came true. Yeah, I know I’m using a cliché dating metaphor, but it is scarily similar. The thing is, joy and innocence go together. Don’t lose that to cynicism.

  3. Mahamari June 20, 2012 / 12:41 am

    Found your article through a femshep.com tweet. :)

    I feel you. I’ve made peace with the whole thing as well as I can, but I still feel the ending just isn’t right, not because I don’t think BioWare has a right to make whatever ending they want (sure, they do), but because it’s just not what I can imagine anyone wanting to do to a game, least of all its creator, who should want the series and its lasting impression to thrive and inspire, long after the actual game experience is over. The ME3 ending, however, was (please excuse this awful comparison) like a parent smothering a baby. I just can’t understand what went into making that choice.

    You bring up a really good point when you say that ME3 made you unable to even replay ME2 again. The same thing happened to me. I’ve tried to do ME3 playthroughs with my other Shepards, but since even the choices you make in ME2 become utterly moot – like it sounds like you feel – I end up feeling demoralized and realizing there are better things I can do with my very limited free time. What’s the point of playing through with all your Shepards if the result is all the same nihilistic mess? Personally, I don’t mind an unhappy ending, but I’m dissatisfied that you *can’t* have a happy, bittersweet, or any number of types of endings other than the three meaningless and disconnected options BioWare ended up settling on.

    I’m trying to be open minded until the extended ending is released, but I just can’t see how some extended footage is going to fix what’s so suboptimal about the endings.

  4. Kryptice June 20, 2012 / 12:52 am

    I can relate to every bit of sentiment laid out in your article. Mass Effect was more than a set of games. It was a playground that we got to share with Bioware and help shape for five years. And like you, I had grown really attached to my Shepard. After walking every step the journey with her, sharing her triumphs, losses, and decisions. Mass Effect 3’s ending simply destroyed every ounce of hope and sense of fulfillment I had build up so far. You’ve really gone to the core of the matter when you wrote: “With Mass Effect 3 that’s really of no consequence. There aren’t really any consequences. There is death. And death. And death. Blue and green and red.”

    Thanks for sharing your thoughts and feelings.

    My own disappointment in Bioware is laid bare here:
    http://massgamer.wordpress.com/2012/03/30/mass-effect-3-a-loose-end/

  5. hyper_gateway June 20, 2012 / 2:58 am

    I got tears in my eyes when you said “my inner child that had been kept alive onboard the Normandy had died”, there are so much pain you are taking in from the ending.

    I know asking you be strong will not be enough to help you recover, but hear me out, try to remember how the games you loved have brought the tears, happiness and satisfactions to you. They gave you the very moment to escape from this world and to live in a place where you can fully enjoy. It is a place of fantasy, a place you can relax and mainly…the place your mind is at peace. If you lost the faith on believing what gaming can still bring you, my heart will goes down with you since this is literally a destruction of your fantasy by Bioware.

    Heads on and wait for a better, worthy game you will approach in the future. There is always hope :)

  6. StillDormant June 20, 2012 / 8:21 am

    I still have to finish my series of posts but I don’t know whether I’m going to end up letting off steam there in terms of emotions. Maybe it’ll come through in my biting criticism, we’ll see.

    The game was disappointing. I can deAl with sad endings – granted with the help of a TON of tissues – but this was just beyond comprehension. I don’t think any amount of tissues or alcohol can fix that.

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