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so there will be a videogame about the notorious Cruise-House. its still in the making, but the making is happening. and once the making is completed you will have the oppourtunity to follow along a certain individual named Tetris, on their quest of unremarkable significance. walking will be involved. tetris can look but cant touch much, after all they are just a guest in the Cruise House. tetris loves words but is terrible at arranging them in a cohesive order, unfortunately. that is all that matters, but actually this doesnt really matter either.
it also improtant to mention that i have something one might call brain-damage and i have no idea how to play videogames.
playing videogames is like sightseeing for me. im guided through the journey by obliviously conspicuous and loudly glistening shining breadcrumbs. i'm desperately trying to absorb all the stimuli into my finite consciousness because i know i wont get another chance to visit the place for a while once this is over. i pass by things. important things and i know i should pay attention to them, but even before i could comprehend what is in front of me the information has already flew past me to settle down comfortably in my subconscious. its kinda like when you have pipe vision. it must be caused by the lack of virtual fuel and too much simulated walking. its getting harder and harder to follow whats going on, so much so i dont think anything is going on anymore.
and then suddenly the game is over and i feel like awakening from a dream or leaving the building of a notorious skandinavian furniture store chain. fleshes i barely remember fragrances, they all passed me by and the chance that they have noticed me is a lot bigger than that i perceived their existence. ill remember the pattern but not what it was the part of.
my brain has been forcefed with uncomfortable, distorted and dizzy feelings and now i abruptly try to seal the gaps down with little to no succes. goop, sweat and blood are leaking out and it feels great. ill be back, i cant wait to visit again.
so i arrived to the only logical realistic conclusion which is to make my own video game. and so i invited a bunch of tubes and liquids and rows and columns (all of malicious origin) into my computer and covered them in a bunch of letters and symbols so they wont feel so cold and lonely once i let them out again.