It’s a fairly robust collection, with a ragtag bunch of despots each having one in their possession. In Thongs of Virture, DeathSpank, reeling from the first game’s closing epiphany (we won’t give it away here) must continue on his quest to find the eponymous Thongs of Virtue, talismans of power much akin to Sauron’s similar collection of trinkets scattered across Middle Earth. No matter, we liked him, and his quest for the Artefact was something we wholeheartedly invested in, questionable wardrobe and cheesy one-liners to boot. Of course, it could be argued that, as a character, DeathSpank borrows much from the likes of The Tick and other asinine misguided heroes and that Hothead have merely tweaked a well-used mould.
The game’s titular character also possessed the remarkable ability of coming across like an old friend an affable dolt we’d gladly buy a pint for before sitting back and listening, cautiously, to his tales of likely apocryphal bravado. The fact that another helping of poop jokes, frivolous lampooning and grandstanding histrionics has come so soon, however, and the biggest question is not whether our hero can find these fabled lost Thongs of Virtue, but if the lumbering champion didn’t deserve even the briefest of tea breaks after his last adventure.ĭeathSpank was a solid RPG-lite gambol, infused with sublime writing and well-crafted, if admittedly linear, game-play. That Hothead Studios would revisit the well and create a sequel to this year’s humourous and enjoyable DeathSpank is hardly a surprising revelation.
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