You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
It's poorly done, too. If you look at the full-size image, you can see that they left a bit of red glow inside the top light's visor.
^ Tipperary Hill? I posted the story of that one a while back; it seemed to amuse a few folks here.
When I try to find a good RPGMaker title on their site, because far more than the standard 90% of these are shit, and it doesn't help that things tend to have such glowingly helpful descriptions as!
Fantasy RPG with 20 hours+ gameplay written
Note how this conviniently avoids telling me anything whatsoever about the game.
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
Wouldn't RPGs that advertise "X+ hours of gameplay" be especially vague? You could theoretically extend the game as much as you want by grinding.
Granted, you have to have the patience to do it, and even those of us who have a high tolerance for repetition and monotony have limited patience.
You ain't seen frightening avatars til you've seen me with DAMN or I AM GOING TO SERIOUSLY FUCKING KILL YOU RIGHT NOW, anyone who spends time reading Touhou doujin should know these images well.
Torturing. Causing pain and suffering. Taking screams and tears from a completely subdued human being.
That's the hobby of people from a community called The Dungeoneers. Dungeoneers have their own private dungeons in their homes (hence the name), to which they take strangers - those naive enough to fall for the dungeoneer's charms.
Members from this community won't settle for just executing their sadistic game. They must show it to other people. For that, they videotape their torture sessions and post it to online forums, to get other member's appreciation and reviews.
BE:D tells the story of Verge, a dungeoneer depressed because he's lost his touch with doing decent videos, and because the love of his life, Daily, couldn't care less about his existence.
Gameplay
BE:D has two distinct gameplay aspects:
--The first one is similar to a Dating Sim, in which you have to approach strangers on the street and seduce them to go home with you, mainly using dialog choices.
--The second one is more like a puzzle, and it consists of setting up your dungeon to torture your victims. Your goal at this stage is making your victim leave the dungeon completely shattered psychologically and physically, but still alive. That's what the Dungeoneers call a Beautiful Escape, and it's the ultimate goal of the torture sessions. You can also get them killed, get them too depressed to leave the dungeon, or even have them leave healthy enough, but your viewers won't appreciate your videos as much. It's all about the delicate balance between too much and not enough.
Gameplay elements are tempered with lots of dialogs and the resolution of Verge's love story.
I am currently genuinely questioning the sanity of anyone who would willingly play and enjoy this game.
Also I just feel the need to point out here, I think dating sims are ridiculous, but the "first phase" of gameplay they point out here is nothing like a dating sim. Because see in dating sims, you are attempting to befriend or otherwise win someone's affections. This is pretty much the opposite of a dating sim.
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
o_O
Aren't there less, to put it mildly, morally questionable dungeon master simulators out there?
"I think I heard that voice once before in a dream long ago."
Made in less than a month for RPG Revolution's apocalypse-themed game-making competition, Finding Eden is an action/adventure game set after the end of the world.
Being two of the last survivors of the collapse of society, you and your friend must struggle to make ends meet while your remaining lifespan ticks away - and the only way to recover it is to scavenge life-giving mana from the pockets of vitality that haven't already been picked clean.
I think this does it better.
Depressing? Probably. But it does not turn you into a Nazi equivalent. And for once I am totally okay with comparing someone to Hitler.
Yeah, whenever I mention that the internet is a terrible, terrible place, I'm going to cite the torture game.
It really illustrates a major problem of the internet. No matter how perverse a thing is, there's always going to be people who'll hold it to great acclaim, even if it's features straight-up torture.
^ Eh, you'd probably be better off with a Mengele comparison. Hitler's an evil man, but his schtick was totalitarianism and extreme prejudice, not torture.
I'm an agnostic and am currently praying to every benevolent deity I've ever heard of that the person or persons behind that game's creation will somehow someday see why it's a bad thing.
I really I...sheesh. I don't even know.
I'm gonna play this cool post-apocalyptic thing. Nothing can depress me more after this bullshit.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Amazon.com and The Insufferable Jackass in: Train Trouble Chapter 8
It was a wet, dark Tuesday night—or, technically Wednesday morning, I suppose, as it was a bit past midnight—but you get the idea. Anyway, it's late at night and the Conductor was awakened by a strange noise. The Conductor raised his head off the pillow. It was the television. Rubbing his eyes, the Conductor could vaguely make out what he recognized as an episode of Rugrats.
The Conductor glanced over at The Insufferable Jackass. The fat jackass had rolled over on the remote. The Conductor grabbed the remote and pressed the power button, but the TV remained lit.
"Damn hotel couldn't be arsed to change the batteries," he muttered to himself under his breath. He walked up to the TV and hovered his finger over the power button, hesitating for a moment. There was something about this episode...
No, he thought to himself. Just turn it off. He jabbed the TV's power button, but nothing happened. He tried pressing harder, but still no luck. Finally, he jabbed the power button as hard as he could. The TV remained on, but he had succeeded in breaking the button from the TV.
"Fuck this shit," he said under his breath. He reached behind the TV and gave the cord a yank. The screen went dark as the plug came out of the wall.
The Conductor started back toward his bed, but the moment he'd turned around, he froze. The walls were bathed in a cartoonish-colored glow, and E.G. Daily's voice echoed throughout the room.
He flipped around. Somehow the TV was plugged back into the wall and turned on again. This episode...he reached back to the wall and yanked the cord again. Once again the TV went dark...but just as before, when he turned his back on it, it was plugged in again, and shining bright as ever.
The Conductor had had enough. He reached into Amazon.com's purse and pulled out a utility knife. As I'm sure you're all aware, most women routinely carry utility knives in their purses. Anyway, he gave the cord one final yank, then, with the knife, sliced the cord to bits. Satisfied that he'd successfully destroyed private property, he turned around to return to bed.
But just as before, the walls were suddenly bathed in the glow of the CRT screen. It is. It is that episode...
now I am playing The Here and Now of Yesterday and dear god is it weird.
You're dropped into an obviously haunted mansion with no real explanation and....stuff happens. Quite a bit of it eerie but seemingly none of it of consequence.
Also this game lacks a pause menu, or even a pause option.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
GODDAMMIT AU
I'm laughing so hard right now because that was TOTALLY where I was going with this, then you came in and hiveminded the joke away.
I think I got a game over, I touched a pool of water, lightning flashed, the screen went black, and a sinister voice whispered "there is no god" and then it just cut to black. No "game over" no return to title screen, nothin'
Comments
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
The Miniboss Squad of the episode is voiced by the Teen Titans. This is so weird.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Know what I absolutely hate?
When I try to find a good RPGMaker title on their site, because far more than the standard 90% of these are shit, and it doesn't help that things tend to have such glowingly helpful descriptions as!
Note how this conviniently avoids telling me anything whatsoever about the game.
I'm looking for something short and atmospheric a la Ib or The Mirror Lied, not sprawling fantasy stuff.
Sorry.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Everybody else can go home.
You ain't seen frightening avatars til you've seen me with DAMN or I AM GOING TO SERIOUSLY FUCKING KILL YOU RIGHT NOW, anyone who spends time reading Touhou doujin should know these images well.
Or at least, somewhat.
I am currently genuinely questioning the sanity of anyone who would willingly play and enjoy this game.
You are essentially playing Dr. Mengele
I think I just died a little inside.
remember when i used to have faith in humanity
yeah, not so much anymore
read the fucking comments if you feel as though you need to make your day infinitely worse.
Oh and apparently this is all okay because Fight Club and the Marquis de Sade, or something.
Yeah there are a couple that have you like, be an evil overlord trapping adventurers and shit. That is very different than this.
This is "you go out, lure people to your torture castle, and attempt to break them physically and mentally, and then release them. For kicks."
This isn't porn, porn depicts sex, sex is a natural act.
This is makes me sick.
You want a profound art game?
I think this does it better.
Depressing? Probably. But it does not turn you into a Nazi equivalent. And for once I am totally okay with comparing someone to Hitler.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
It really illustrates a major problem of the internet. No matter how perverse a thing is, there's always going to be people who'll hold it to great acclaim, even if it's features straight-up torture.
^ Eh, you'd probably be better off with a Mengele comparison. Hitler's an evil man, but his schtick was totalitarianism and extreme prejudice, not torture.
Ugh.
I'm an agnostic and am currently praying to every benevolent deity I've ever heard of that the person or persons behind that game's creation will somehow someday see why it's a bad thing.
I really I...sheesh. I don't even know.
I'm gonna play this cool post-apocalyptic thing. Nothing can depress me more after this bullshit.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
you're doing it wrong imi
-everyone volunteers for charities-
that's how it's done
The PA game is here, I can't play it because lol framerate.
let's talk about NICE things, like hats
Me, I personally want to see a wide scope of human emotions. from sadness, to joy, to sarcastic off-comings.
People are just more amusing to me when they're allowed to be people.
Chapter 8
Previous Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7
It was a wet, dark Tuesday night—or, technically Wednesday morning, I suppose, as it was a bit past midnight—but you get the idea. Anyway, it's late at night and the Conductor was awakened by a strange noise. The Conductor raised his head off the pillow. It was the television. Rubbing his eyes, the Conductor could vaguely make out what he recognized as an episode of Rugrats.
The Conductor glanced over at The Insufferable Jackass. The fat jackass had rolled over on the remote. The Conductor grabbed the remote and pressed the power button, but the TV remained lit.
"Damn hotel couldn't be arsed to change the batteries," he muttered to himself under his breath. He walked up to the TV and hovered his finger over the power button, hesitating for a moment. There was something about this episode...
No, he thought to himself. Just turn it off. He jabbed the TV's power button, but nothing happened. He tried pressing harder, but still no luck. Finally, he jabbed the power button as hard as he could. The TV remained on, but he had succeeded in breaking the button from the TV.
"Fuck this shit," he said under his breath. He reached behind the TV and gave the cord a yank. The screen went dark as the plug came out of the wall.
The Conductor started back toward his bed, but the moment he'd turned around, he froze. The walls were bathed in a cartoonish-colored glow, and E.G. Daily's voice echoed throughout the room.
He flipped around. Somehow the TV was plugged back into the wall and turned on again. This episode...he reached back to the wall and yanked the cord again. Once again the TV went dark...but just as before, when he turned his back on it, it was plugged in again, and shining bright as ever.
The Conductor had had enough. He reached into Amazon.com's purse and pulled out a utility knife. As I'm sure you're all aware, most women routinely carry utility knives in their purses. Anyway, he gave the cord one final yank, then, with the knife, sliced the cord to bits. Satisfied that he'd successfully destroyed private property, he turned around to return to bed.
But just as before, the walls were suddenly bathed in the glow of the CRT screen. It is. It is that episode...
TO BE CONTINUED
Never know what's gonna come out of his French Canadian mouth
now I am playing The Here and Now of Yesterday and dear god is it weird.
You're dropped into an obviously haunted mansion with no real explanation and....stuff happens. Quite a bit of it eerie but seemingly none of it of consequence.
Also this game lacks a pause menu, or even a pause option.
I dunno.
I think I got a game over, I touched a pool of water, lightning flashed, the screen went black, and a sinister voice whispered "there is no god" and then it just cut to black. No "game over" no return to title screen, nothin'