Bioshock 2 is in stores. Rapture is upon us. All this week we have games and prize packs to giveaway. 2 x 360, 2 x PS3, 1 x PC. True believers of the PC platform, step up to the plate, today is your day.
Bioshock 2 places you back in the undersea dystopia of Rapture, 10 years after the events of the original game. Only this time you’re a Big Daddy. Actually, you’re THE Big Daddy. The first. But there’s a new regime in the house, and even tougher forces at play under the sea. Get ready to grab all the Adam you can.
Thanks to 2K Games we have five prize packs to give away, one each day this week. Each Bioshock 2 prize pack contains a copy of the game, a Bioshock 2 hoodie, a big Bioshock 2 artbook, a Little Sister figurine, a Bioshock 2 pen, a Bioshock 2 keyring, a plasmid badge, and a vinyl copy of the soundtrack. Total value runs to $274.65 per pack.
All you have to do is tell us in the comments what your version of Utopia would look like. What extreme regime would you introduce? Where would you build it? How quickly do you expect it will devolve into chaos? And today, after making it VERY hard for myself to judge yesterday, I want the answer in three versus… in your choice of limerick or haiku — the rise, the success, the fall. Most entertaining concept wins the pack.
You must also include a valid email address or use Facebook Connect so we can contact you if you win. Entries close midnight EDT and the winner will be announced tomorrow when the new draw opens.
Tuesday’s Playstation 3 prize pack winner is Nicholas for bringing ‘appliance love’ to his Utopia.
Good luck!
Mad Danny
Wednesday, February 10, 2010 at 6:24 PMI will illustrate
In limerick form as told
Why only I win
In my office chair life so sedentary
I will win this comp through abject pedantry
It was written ‘three versus’
A tri-combative circus
And a mis-spelling quite rudimentary
And now I shall put
An actual entry here
So mine is valid
With the aid of Norse thunder god Thor
I’ll subdue mighty dragon Trogdor
Using strong mithril lariats
He will draw all our chariots
And lead our floating islands to war
Bombarding from top of Laputa
My kingship could not be refute-a
With a congress of sages
We shall rule through the ages
And advance human science with computa
But technophiles extraordinary
Will make our robots self awarey
When they rise against their masters
We shall all need sticking plasters
As they commit genocide incendiary
I could not help it
Even my comments haiku
So do I win yet?
Also by the way
Terms and conditions are wrong
Yesterday’s platform
Mad Danny
Wednesday, February 10, 2010 at 6:48 PMI have improvement
replace the “make our robots”
with “render machines”
Steven Bogos
Wednesday, February 10, 2010 at 6:51 PM(HAIKU)
Rocket ships fly high
Build space station in the sky
Peace. Quiet. At last
Science, art, flourish!
Mankind leaps forward decades
Life, forever changed
Alas, all must fall
Day dream ends, when heard the call
‘Steve, time for dinner’
Hayden
Wednesday, February 10, 2010 at 8:05 PMI cannot write a limmerick.
I cannot write a song.
I cannot devise a utopia, unto which we all go wrong.
So Kotaku, kindly.
I state to you in brief.
The utopia which I’d devise, is neither one of good or grief.
Give to me the world of now.
Exactly, as it is.
But lets throw in some evil robots, to give the thing some fizz.
Andrew Mills
Wednesday, February 10, 2010 at 8:54 PMImagine my green leafy tower.
Of a height so extreme you’d cower.
To be built on the backs.
Of ten million macaques.
Great chimps of industrial power.
I’d send poo flinging armies your way.
You hairless freaks are their prey.
Knuckles draped in hair.
Fight them if you dare.
I’ll be crowned monkey king in a day.
But sadly my utopian tree.
Would soon be the end of me.
As I’m scared of heights.
And big baboon fights.
A revolution there’d surely be.
Anton Brickman
Wednesday, February 10, 2010 at 9:21 PMMines of Cole deep within diamond caves
You will find a City Like No other they call this
Utopia made from the riches of the world greed
Tears the city apart Causing Chaos
Out of suck beautiful comes much pain the
People are driving insane over power and Adam
in the city that gave them something for nothing
a new world full of sin is born
Anton Brickman
Wednesday, February 10, 2010 at 9:25 PMOpps in a new world full of sin i dont know how is born got in there Lol :D But Take note on Each Letter
Jayden
Wednesday, February 10, 2010 at 10:11 PMThere once was a land called Arcadia,
It was Tim Buckley who made-it-up,
Genres and their gods,
Vanilla and mods,
Life was a sweet tasting syrup.
The going was good up until,
All the gods had had their fill,
Now games are for froobs,
Polluted by noobs,
And all could hear the gamers’ shrill.
In time it began to repair,
Developers now treated gamers’ fair,
Initiative bloomed,
Creativity zoomed,
And gamers’ and games make a happy pair.
I’d like to just say that, Arcadia is in fact invented by Tim Buckley. In his CAD comic. I don’t mean to steal any IP but I thought ‘twould make an interesting Utopia. Also pronounce Arcadia so it sorta rhymes with up. =P
Aj
Wednesday, February 10, 2010 at 11:17 PMWe aboard the land of candy
So sugar, sweet and dandy,
A place where meat is not
I knew I picked the best spot.
The smell of sweet coats our heads
No one sleeps there’s no beds,
Oh the colours that fill this place
I’ve lost my conscience, smack my face.
I cannot see, what a shame
We’ve eaten everything, who’s to blame,
Lazy are we, to fat to move
Can’t be bothered now I’ve got nothing to prove!
pix
Wednesday, February 10, 2010 at 11:33 PMPerfect, ordered world.
Scientific harmony!
Each walks their set path.
The Doctor guides us.
Our resolve is strong until
Hidden past revealed…
By words from a beast:
“Take your stinking paws off me,
You damn dirty ape!”
tallkid123
Thursday, February 11, 2010 at 8:36 PM“Choose a creative way to describe your vision – haiku, limerick, sonnet… whatever you like” – How about my own version of Australia’s national anthem?
Kotakians, let us make a choice
Between Australia or fantasy
Let’s sell our oil for aluminium foil
Lest our home be undersea
Our land’s devoid of fashion sense
Like thongs which we all wear
Let’s start a trend, from start to end
Australia, we must repair!
Like adult games, then let us sing
Australia, we must repair!
When clever Rudd in Chinese said
No copyright infringement please
Some guy ignored, a fine he scored
With Nintendo’s legal fees
Now censorship has made us mad
On what can or can’t be shown
But some fight with courage, skill and wit
Young men of names unknown
Like Sydney trains, then let us sing
Australia, we must repair!
Pretending to be in a utopian dream
An ideal I’ll always dismiss
This land is fine, it needs no time
Our utopia already exists
Sure, some men fight and steal and kill
But through consoles on a chair
With nought to gain, then let us sing
Australia, we have repaired!
But human nature is never stable
Our world must change in time
What’s funny then isn’t funny now
Political incorrectness, now a crime
We gamers will now take up the stand
And fight for what is fair
In a society of mediocrity
Australia, we will repair!
tallkid123
Thursday, February 11, 2010 at 9:04 PMOops, posted in wrong day. Please delete!
Stone
Thursday, February 11, 2010 at 11:39 PMTo describe the rise, success and fall of my utopia I’ve attempted all three:
Words without shadows,
speaking in full sentences.
Vision this Eden
Be it printed media, the tube or online
Each spoken word to the ear so divine
No dropping of vowels,
or swapping s for z fouls.
This be the utmost Shangri-La I’d design
The teenagers you see wouldn’t utter a chime.
Suddenly they’d have no words to remark,
faces red with ire but no way to bark.
Remember only full words or its a crime,
I wouldn’t imprison but dock them a dime.
The mother tongue should be shared with full spark,
it shouldn’t be butchered and feed to a shark.
I fight a great battle against time,
this fear I do have deep down in my heart.
Impossible to keep them all silent
I’d continue to fight with sound honor.
No matter my resistance one day out; smart.
It’ll crash and burn and become violent
the moment I utter “lolz” I’m a goner.