Leisure Suit Larry: Pocket Party is a canceled video game, designed for the N-Gage, featuring a character named Larry Lovage, nephew of the original Larry Laffer and his misadventures in the pursuit of having sex with attractive women.
In Leisure Suit Larry: Pocket Party, players explore an extensive and highly detailed 3D college campus, while solving puzzles and engaging in risque activities. As they search for the ultimate good time, gamers bump into Rosie Palmer, the head cheerleader at Larry’s college. Attempting to win over Rosie’s heart, Larry is thoroughly embarrassed by her jock boyfriend Chuck Rockwell—humiliation never stopped Larry before and he is determined to do anything to be with Rosie.
In addition to single-player gameplay, players can also wirelessly square off against an opponent in four different turn-based mini-games.
The game was supposed to be released on the 2nd half of 2005 and it would be the first implementation of a video game of the Leisure Suit Larry series in N-Gage. The publishers were Vivendi Universal Games and Nokia. The developer was TKO-Software.
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