Ongoing Review of Mecha Break

Oh man, where to start with Mecha Break? This game grabs those of us who chase after perfection in multiplayer games like we’re some kind of thrill-seeking oddballs. Not perfection in a grandiose way—nah, art doesn’t do “perfect.” But those little gems, those “perfect” moments—the clutch moves, the game-winning shot? They’re like catching lightning in a bottle. I didn’t have long, just a couple of hours pre-launch, to dive into this robot-themed hero shooter. And, well, it lets you weave your stories, your way. Kinda wild, right?

So, imagine this: a two-hour preview event, five matches, five out of 15 mechs—yeah, it was on PC. It’s one of those free-to-play models, so, spoiler—you gotta unlock some mechs later. But for now, we were kids in a candy store. There’s quite a buffet of variety across the mechs and match types. You want heavies? The Stego’s your friend—plants itself down, shield up, and bam, launches missiles like there’s no tomorrow. Or if you’re into flying—Falcon’s your guy, basically transforms into a plane. It’s got that Starscream vibe, just raining chaos from above. My favorite, though? The Alysnes—medium-weight wonder that ditches its armor to turn agile. Kinda like a mech going all Magical Girl. Survive long enough, and boom, armor’s back. Picking the right mech feels like picking sides—once the match kicks off, you’re married to it.

And oh boy, that list barely scratches the surface. We were six per team, no mech duplicates allowed. It was a recipe for some epic battles. I locked horns with someone using a camo, melee-specialized Stellaris. Played out like a Shakespearean duel—every move, every dodge mattered. In-game rivalries, brewing right in front of us. Some clashes I won, others not so much. But the adrenaline? Yeah, it was there.

Okay, so the modes—nothing too eccentric but plenty of them. Standard deathmatch, of course (eight kills to win), King of the Hill, destroying points that pop up on the map, capturing launch keys to deliver elsewhere—your typical stuff. Still, I enjoyed it all, in my own messy way. Whether I was distracting the enemy or taking them out cold, the game felt like it valued my input. I remember piloting a Stego, taking on another heavy—played keep-away long enough to cinch that last objective for the team. Sweet victory, folks.

Now, the maps—talk about a sensory overload. One’s got this mountain range deal with a valley and a gutted city. Great for those sniping days but, well, when you gotta hustle for objectives, it gets dicey. There’s another set at a missile launch site—choose your chaos: wide open spaces or tight facility corridors. And get this, there’s one on the moon. Yeah, that moon—with craters, canyons, the whole shebang. Just mind those pesky pulse storms or you’ll be mech toast.

Every map forces you to think differently, switch it up depending on the mech you’re rocking. Stego’s great in broad spaces but sluggish in tight spots. The Alysnes? Super flexible but doesn’t hit as hard when compared to a Stego in open ground. Maybe you’d swing that melee weapon less when dealing with vast distances, you know?

But hey, two hours just isn’t enough to tackle everything Mecha Break has up its sleeve. There are more mechs, more modes to explore. What’s the progression like? Does it keep you hooked? Tough questions. But my first date with the game left a mark. It’s the little moments, man. The stories I’ve lived in such a short time. Now we just gotta see if Mecha Break keeps the storytelling alive. If you’re diving in at launch, share those cool moments. Curious minds want to know!