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GTA
Shooting
Horror
Action
Survival
Forget haunted houses. In the Granny GTA Vegas, our favorite bat-wielding horror icon trades creaky floorboards for neon lights and slot machines. She's out of the basement and straight into the chaos of Las Vegas - armed, dangerous, and absolutely not here for bingo night. This isn't your usual horror escape. Instead, Granny goes full chaos mode, sprinting through back alleys, stealing cars, dodging bullets, and shooting red-hooded goons in the middle of the Strip like she's got nothing left to lose. It's bizarre, it's hilarious, and it somehow works. Think less "run from Granny" and more "run with Granny, and maybe help her rob a casino on the way." The controls are your standard third-person open-world setup. Use the joystick to move around, jump into vehicles with a tap, and fire your weapon with glorious recklessness. You can roam the city on foot or steal any vehicle in sight - cop cars, sports cars, whatever's nearby. The shooting is arcade-style: point, blast, repeat. And while it's not trying to be a realistic simulator, it gets the job done in the most ridiculous way possible. The enemies come in waves, dressed in red hoods and clearly up to no good. Your job is to survive them, shoot back, and leave a trail of glorious slow-motion wreckage behind. Explosions? Yes. Random mayhem? Absolutely. Granny does not play by the rules - she writes them with bullets and tire marks. What makes Granny GTA Vegas such a weirdly fun experience is its commitment to being over-the-top. It knows it's ridiculous and leans all the way in. The city is full of little absurd details - from casino chaos to alley shootouts - and Granny's deadpan expression while hijacking a hot pink sports car just adds to the madness. It's not polished, and it doesn't need to be. It's the kind of game you play to laugh, blow stuff up, and enjoy the kind of wild sandbox mayhem that only works when you've got a horror icon as the main character. You're not trying to save the day - you're trying to own it, one headshot and car chase at a time. And in Vegas, that feels just right.
