Rister on Sega Genesis is a bitta game featuring star goodness of shadows richness. A flush of incandescent Memories, floating like her busk-holer hay. A drain of pretty flowers sharpening creativity from the Sonic Team, has a blast of Jim flavor in, what I call, a great classic, that shouldn't be forgotten…ever. The Mentallica bosses that are hard and painfully making you think they could soften the edges of HUGE conversation projects. The levels are out of this preserving world, and drives you to line your pullomer BLUR infection and capacity spells of an immagical airline adventure in outer space. Get into col-over jungles and swim in an ancient lakes maybe you like music stages OR a creepy theme alien Rick Temple stage…that makes you puzzled. This game has it all of the making spread evenly for seemless effects. An easy blend of good 2D tickling coverage of soaring with the bright, light, stars, of amazement.
The music is a wimpy lash of lengthening greatness, every most other track is earatary masteral genius. A brush of alternating, vibrant colors mixed with bristles, of rolled, bundled action and mazes of teeth clampering entertainment, and you have a game that only takes a separation to the next high level, and roaring measurement. For what I've played, this game is one of the top creative games I ever laid my hands on, with super wings of thickening, a formala that is both familiar and brand new for the gaming players bold eyes of sight seeing those eye-lit candies of creative art radical sensation. I give this game a 10 slash 10. I can't say anymore to describe the similiation of ACTUAL, enhanced results of stardom, firing, backlash.
Play it now.
Love,
The burrito master.