BUCKET OF BUGS: You Have An Empty Garden, And A Bucket Full Of Lovely Bugs. A Little Summer's Day Microgame,

I need all my favourite characters to be more unhinged.

Eronoctosis!

Game Review:

Yet to finish as most of my friends can’t stand horror games but I got one to play for a bit with me!

I am not good at video games, like really bad. I have multiple issues that affect my coordination and hand movements but this game was accessible enough. It really only uses the mouse and WASD, plus it’s possible to pause in a safe starting place.

Mechanically, I adore the camera and flashlight. One player can use a flashlight to shine on and scare away monsters. The other, can banish them by taking photos (as long as the light shines for long enough on the monster!)

Visually, I love the twisting, pixelated, almost 2D till you get close enough map design.

Conceptually, I adore the trying to build this body objective (literally putting flesh on a skeleton) combined with the visceral, literally just body parts, monsters. It’s rated 18+, for, warning, pixelated genitalia. If that is something that isn’t a dealbreaker for you then, honestly, this game does a great job at derealising the biological.

Pros:

Free!

Co-op

Basic WASD and mouse controls

A variety of steam achievements

Pixelated visuals for distinct style

Cons:

When you die you have to completely restart

Apparently it only takes 20-30 minutes to play through in one go

Might not have the best replay value

Overall: 4.5/5

food and poetry

I have a coworker who is from the same place I used to live in a different country. She is one of the nicest people I have ever met. She shares her food with me, the food her mother in law made. These delicious meals that are nothing like what I eat at home.

I told her I liked writing and she was thrilled to ‘know a real author’ and it made me so happy. I’m going to print out a short story so she can read it.

She told me that she writes poetry in her native language. I do not have the skill for poetry, and I cannot understand her’s. With food, mouth can taste what she shares with me. With poetry, neither my ears nor eyes can ever understand this though.

the poems already write themselves at this rate.

POV: It's 3am, you're sleep-deprived as heck and you see this coming towards you outside the 7/11

CAPULET GIRL ON FLUTE

I’m realising I have so many bizarre Shakespeare related stories. For English, we had to do a ‘fun’ summary presentation. Somehow one guy ended up convincing our group to write and later perform to the class a parody version of uptown girl. This was accompanied by my recently ex-boyfriend of two weeks (who still was not speaking to me or sitting any less than three seats away from me - even if no one else was sitting there) playing the song on flute. ON FLUTE.

I would say that luckily that no one could hear us over the damn flute. However, another girl had made a karaoke style PowerPoint video creation, so that everyone could see our terrible lyrics on the screen clearly.

a sample of what I can remember:

Capulet girl She's been living in her Capulet world I bet she's never had a Montague guy I bet her momma never told her why

it is the most dreadful thing I’ve ever been a part of and I did high school theatre .

well IM eating sheet metal and you are missing out my friend

metal is so fucking good I'm eating it

honestly I can’t wait for Shane to be a guest on puppet history!!! though we know Shane likes history so he might not be a contestant - maybe like a teachers aide (TA)??? I mean the professor has been doing this a long time now! It makes sense he’d take on a PHD student or such!

oh how existing is akin to screaming

pump up the volume