About six hours into Metal Gear Survive, one question works its way through the general confusion engendered by a setting filled with crystalline zombies, matter-transporting wormholes, and alternative realities: is this even a Metal Gear game?
You will want to play Metal Gear Survive with friends. Trust us.
The zombies and other reality-bending gibberish would suggest that, no, Survive is something different. As strange as the Metal Gear series is (remember the nanomachine-powered vampires, fourth-wall-breaking S&M psychics, and surfeit of superpowered clone soldiers?) it has always been grounded, too, in something that resembles reality. Every backflipping cyborg ninja is paired with a refreshingly mundane conversation between two characters about, say, nuclear non-proliferation treaties or the horrors of modern warfare.