|Casual Encounters of the Third Kind.
||[Jul. 31st, 2010|09:50 am]
|[||Tags|||||cyoa, restaurants, video games||]|
|||||Now, my Mega Buster calls.||]|
|||||crown me king- the possible creature||]|
I've been playing the casual games that fordmadoxfraud has been sharing on Google Reader, & they are pretty fun. The one pictured above is Air Pressure & I guess it is a response to dating sims? Since it is a break-up simulation. That one, whatever. The use of de-resolution is the only interesting thing about it; otherwise it is...well, I don't want to say it's emotional voice is flat & affectless, because I'm guessing it does ring true? I just can't be bothered to empathize with terrible people. Upgrade Complete is a little more fun, but it too is trying to be..."teachable." Or has a gotcha. I mean, the gotcha is pretty obvious, but whatever. Like David, I still unlocked every upgrade, still followed the breadcrumbs to the gingerbread castle, so to speak. Sort of fulfilling, even if it isn't supposed to be. Like scratching a mosquito bite. Anyhow, Progess Quest made the same point, better. I like to think my Dung Elf Shiv-Knight is still out there, leveling up & gold farming. Of the "games" that I played though, Choice of Broadsides is the most fun & charming. I hesitate to call it a game, since it is rather more a meta-text, but then, we're hitting that point Roger Ebert is too dumb to notice. Games are meta-text, they are narrative explorations. Anyhow, Choice of Broadsides is a "Choose Your Own Adventure" story, but with character stats. All of the games are relatively entertaining; that is the thing about casual games. They are a lot of fun. Heck, I still go back & play Give Up Robot every so often, or knock off some Canabalt. I'm sad not to see the artistry in all the games, but then it only makes me more excited for things like Small Worlds. Casual games; just little widgets, little things to try to wiggle your brain into-- that is fine. It is just transcendental when someone weds a real story to it, without being preachy. & of course, watching meta-fiction & hyper-text become de rigor is hilarious; it is like watching stuff that was "hot" in college become a real deal. For my money though, you'd be hard pressed to find the interplay of game & narrative, of author & audience, spooled out any better than MSPaintAdventures.
Last night was nice; I lazed around the apartment for a while, unlocking some more Mega Man 10 stuff. I got "NO COFFEE BREAK" yesterday & will try to get "WORLD WARRIOR" today. Eventually I went back into Manhattan to have dinner at Dojos with onatopofthings & a bunch of friends: Amy & Omry arranged it & Brian & Jocelyn threw their hat in the ring at the last minute. Brian got the hijiki-tofu on my recommendation, which was gratifying; when someone takes a recommendation on your say-so even though it represents stepping out on a limb somewhat. & of course he was rewarded, because the hijiki-tofu is utterly delicious. No duh that is what I ordered; I've long gotten over trying to diversify at Dojos. Sure, there are other good dishes, but then I have eaters remorse for the hijiki-tofu. I also had some unfiltered sake-- it was the brand i assumed it would be, & it was cheap. I mean, the mark-up was only a dollar from the liquor store. Which shouldn't be surprising, because Dojos is the cheapest restaurant I've ever been to. We all split up afterward; Omry rode his bike so I headed home with Amy. Only to be kidnapped into shopping at Crate & Barrel. Amy tried to act like we were just popping our head in, but I know better! Actually, we were only in there for a few minutes. We took the B train home, switching at DeKalb. I always forget you can do that, I don't know how the B runs. The B, huh? Anyhow, Amy & I played "What monster do you like?" with the RPG books I had & then she busted out her fashion mag & played "what outfit do you like?" with me. Also, I disabused her of the notion that I play roleplaying games on the computer. Then, home-- the games, as per above. Jenny was at a work party, & she came home eventually; since I was hip deep in bits & bytes, I didn't jump all over her, gave her a chance to decompress. We split half a bottle of wine, & tucked in to bed. Now here I am; I've been sitting in the dark for a few hours, which is a thing I like to do. Made coffee, & am just waiting for my top lady to rub the sand from her eyes.