You can dilly-dally too long and run out of time. They have the crowd, for starters, and while you might feel like you are not blending in very well at all when you first play the spy, your first turn at the sniper can be just as panic-inducing as the screen seems filled with attention-grabbing people none of whom seem to move the way you expect AI-controlled characters to move. The sniper, meanwhile, has other problems. Or they might find themselves low on time and check their watch to add a few seconds to the clock - and get plugged while they're at it.
They might walk without the right kind of purpose. But beyond those tasks and others, they might just give themselves away by not behaving like an AI character. They might be spotted switching over a statue, for example, or bugging the ambassador, which involves getting close to the clearly signposted character in question and doing a certain hand gesture. There are the missions that the spy must carry out, for example, each of which affords them ample opportunity to betray themselves. The sniper must scan the faces, the wash of moving bodies and fluttering hands, and work out which of the people they can see is controlled by the first human player and must therefore be killed.Įach role offers a handful of complications. The spy must mingle with a crowd of AI characters and pull off a series of simple missions within a set amount of time. SpyParty requires just two players, one of whom plays the spy while the other plays a distant sniper trying to kill the spy. I have never played a game quite like this, and yet it is so simple. I played a morning's worth of matches if that, even so, I felt myself teetering on the very edge of terrifying depths, and so I fled. SpyParty, for me, is the sweetest torture imaginable. In truth, I found those pleasures astonishingly effective. To say I bounced off SpyParty after a morning might make it sound like I did not enjoy myself, or that the game's many pleasures failed to have much effect on me.
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