Giochiamo a Bricks su Netlog

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Sempre più diffusi i social games e soprattutto la categoria dei puzzle games, molto florida all’inizio degli anni ’80 sta trovando un suo nuovo riscontro di questi periodi. Ovviamente l’obiettivo di questi giochi è quello di permettere una ulteriore fonte di svago all’utente, oltre quella delle relazioni sociali. Oggi esaminiamo un gioco che possiamo trovare sulla piattaforma di Netlog, il classico puzzle game Bricks.

Seppur a primo impatti ci può riportare all’idea di avere a che fare con il classico Tetris fatto da mattoncini colorati, ci sbagliamo di grosso, perchè i mattoncini non cadono dall’alto, ma spuntano da sotto.
Il nostro compito è quello di ripulire lo schermo per distruggere i mattoncini, non a riga, bensì a combinazione di colori uguali di almeno tre mattoncini vicini. Per poter vincere, sarà utile non far arrivare il livello dei mattoncini al limite superiore della schermata. Ogni 15 mattoncini distrutti, avremo diritto ad una bomba. Cliccato su di essa vedremo che una serie di mattoncini di una zona scelta verranno distrutti seppur sono di colore differente.
Il puzzle game Bricks su Netlog, ci permetterà oltre che di divertirci, di mettere alla prova i nostri riflessi e le nostre abilità cromatiche.

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