“i’m sad i wasn’t born in the era of -” bitch do it! if you like love letters, write them! if you like poodle skirts, wear them! society is imploding as we watch on in abject horror! do whatever you want!
You play as a dumbass that stays up all night watching murder myseties, and your companion is your equally stupid dog that decides he wants to go out at 2AM, on a literally dark and stormy night in a only-sort-of euclidian suburban neighborhood that backs up into The Mountains. Your Dog has better sensory perception than you, but terrible judgment, and you have at your disposal:
Flashlight that apparently only works for 45 seconds at a time and needs 3 minutes to recharge
Cell Phone (12% battery)
$6 folding knife you got at walmart for opening boxes, and that you have no training with
Bear Mace. Might be expired. Might explode if used.
On your walk through the neighborhood you’ll meet such lovely NPCs as:
Random guy in shorts wandering between the houses looking for “My girlfriend, Kristin, she drives a black honda”
white utility van with no front lisence plate and a broken headlight that’s apparently circling the neighborhood
Karen, drunk crying on her front porch. At 10 PM, that’s not unusual but it’s 2AM and 24 degrees out. She threw a shoe at you last time you asked what was wrong.
The on-and-off sound of someone jogging on the next street over but that stops right before the jogger should come in view. The longer you play, the closer they get before stopping.
Rodger’s large and aggressive bloodhound, roaming the neighborhood
Something with glowing eyes at the end of the hiking road. It might be a deer, but it’s awfully tall.
Enjoy such engaging enviornmental effects as:
Coyote noises!
Shit, those aren’t coyote noises at all!
All the lights are on in every single room in that one house with the rowdy kids, but absolutely nobody is home and it’s kind of a mess
another neighbor has his front door hanging open
a black honda that might belong to “Kristin”, parked half way on a curb right beside the (flooded) creek
Loud wind!
and by consequence, every goddamn creepy-ass windchime clattering around and deafening you!
tumbleweeds that look like wild animals or people in your peripheral vison!
Is that the fox screaming or a child being murdered? Who knows! Not you, unless you want to spend more time out here investigating!
Anyway, I just had a terrific time taking the dog out and salting my doors, happy Firday the fucking thirteenth everyone!
This actually sounds like a great game but I don’t want to move to Colarado(Is that right I’m not 100%) is there a iOS version?
Bad news: No.
Worse news: You can simulate a very simmilar game by going outside in the middle of the night during bad weather witha a dog of dubious effectiveness and a shitty flashlight!
Have fun exploring and maybe take the baseball bat with you.
1. What’s the difference between Easy and Hardcore modes in this game?
B. Will you make Let’s Plays on YouTube of this game?
Your questions, and some others:
1. In easy mode, you can go home as soon as the dog poops and you can’t die if you’re dumb enough to investigate things*
In hard mode, you need to investigate at least five (5) things before your appartment building reappears, and investigating the wrong things will give you a bad ending.
B. I can barely operate a drawing program, let alone make an entire game and YouTube media campaign.
#3. Can I have a big ass cat for a companion instead?
If you send me pictures of your cat on a leash to cheer me up, sure!
– if it wasn’t a deer, what was it?
We have both black bears and murderers out here and I wasn’t sticking around to find out which it was.
6: I was spooked by this post!
Here’s a picture of Charleston Chew, my Noble protector, to cheer you up:
I love him, but he couldn’t protect me from a cabbage.
* I base this on my one expirience with a Call Of Cthulhu campagin in which we were warned not to open the fridge, so like normal D&D players we immediately opened the fridge, thus ending the universe.
I would watch a let’s play of this SO HARD. I would not, however, play it, because I am a wimp, and you can’t hide with a blanket over your head when you’re playing a game.
Bringing this back with some Updates:
I got the plot written out and most of the script. It’s creepy, in a fun way!
I found software that I think I’ll be able to use to get the narrative effect I want, becuase a First-person immesive expirience is way out of my budget rn. Which is to say, I’m repurposing a Dating Sim Builder.
Shh it works.
I’ve got a few friends to help me with the assembly of the game but this project is going to be a bit of a “In everyone’s spare time” deal, so it’s gonna be a while yet.
That said, as I need programmers/Sound&Music/Additional artists/marketing consultants/Voice actors maybe? You’ll all know.
Same with pre-oders and fundrasing. You’ll know when you can throw money at this.
Gonna do some concept art this week for y’all becuase I’m in a halloweeny sort of mood.
I just read this out loud to my partner, a video game designer.
His response was, “It could be done.”
From you guys? That’s a huge fucking compliment. Thank you.
You are so welcome! There’s a special warm feeling about meeting children whose parents met in my signing lines.
I love how this implies that it’s not an isolated incident 🙂
It definitely isn’t. At most long signings these days I meet a child or two whose parents tell me they met in a signing line, long ago. (I’ve met no children yet who were conceived in a signing line, though, at least not to the best of my knowledge.)
i told ya we’ve canceled discourse n we’ve moved on to homesteading skills
it’s just choppin wood and harvesting vegetables and herbs from here on out
amen!
unironically this
Please hit me with more homesteading concept drawings
Good reference material here.
My brain during sane hours of the day: “I have a good job with benefits, a stable social network with supportive friends and family, and I’m a nerd who thrives on advanced technology. Also, I dislike the taste of fish.”
My brain on Tumblr at 3:30am: “Y’know, abandoning all technology and leaving civilization behind looks like a lot of fun! And I could teach the kids how to build a fish trap!”
thor: he will surely be remembered for being such a terrible liar who faked his own death several times.. aaand there he is at the back in the stupid big helmet. i’d like to apologize to everyone here once again
Peter Parker, a Gen Z kid, screws up: Fuck, guess I’ll kill myself.
Steve Rogers, an artist during the 30’s and a soldier during WWII who knows full well what Dadaism and fatalistic humor are: There’s bleach under the sink–
Bucky Barnes, the guy who listened to Steve’s art rants in the 30’s, watched his back in WWII and went through 70+ years of shit: –And a rope in the supply closet if you want options.
Rest of the Avengers: ?????!!!!!!!?????
Shuri, also a gen z kid: don’t be a coward, jump out the window. Have some style would you
Vision, the human internet who knows what Gen Z humor is: do a flip
Every. Time. Every single time. I always get so delighted by this picture set. And I always forget what it’s followed up by. And then I see the “NAFTER NOON!” and absolutely lose it. I’m so glad this post exists.
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