played with my wife (and one CPU) over the course of a week for 30 hours and was one of the most emotional experiences i've ever had with a game. we banded together against the CPU guy who, without fucking fail, ALWAYS rolled exactly what he needed to get where he wanted and had ungodly luck - until he was repeatedly sent to Brazil, foot-blistered, purse-cuttered, and killed only to revive back in Brazil. little did my gorgeous partner know, however, that i was only leveraging our mutual hatred of the CPU to get the heat off myself. i became an unstoppable killing machine, i got so rich Dr. Exile meant nothing, only to attain a hollow victory. i did nasty shit. evil shit. she got a cool shield that reflected attacks, i killed her and took it. i'm not proud. i don't love what i learned about myself through this game. i don't love circling around an exit for a week, the bullshit of unlocking the Acrobat and Hero, the way the cpu kept saying 'shazbot' making me cringe every time, or the music in the tower of rabble - but i do love my wife. and i loved the time i spent with her playing this. it was fun :)