As the dropship deposits you in the battlezone, you try to get in the right frame of mind for what's ahead. "There is no right frame of mind for this," you hear a a voice inside your head say. "Wha-?" you mutter. "That's right," it says, "this is just another mindless blastathon. Ha-ha-ha-ha-hah!" And with that, the first wave of aliens descent upon your tiny fighter....