sitting in a net cafe letting ideas for my current game project rattle around my head and blow away all this secondhand smoke
more than just watching ridge racer type 4 videos, I've actually been seeking out the verbatim script of ridge racer type 4, because I'm curious about how it branches; so far I've only found hand-typed snippets of it on wikias, which means I'll have to fruitlessly try to hack it out myself sometime
continuing yesterday, I played games 3 through 5 of gardens of vextro today. as an exercise on my end, I've become superconscious of how I am playing this games, and am taking notes that I will attempt to distill later.
I mean, even the act of tasking away every so often to take notes changes how I play, to say nothing of the fact that the more these stories embed themselves in a structure resembling A Game, the more my behavior becomes gamelike in that gremlin way
tbqh, especially salient given that so many of these take place in A Fucking Labyrinth, the gamer's favorite place
but anyway, three to go
I also had a blast dropping in for a good chunk of WOOFYPARTY 7, a DJ night on Twitch thrown together by the-one-and-only woof, champion of glass cannon OCs, and company.
this was honestly the first DJ-related thing I've listened to since probably TANO*C sets in the early years of lockdown and it makes me want to go back so hard (or, at the least, to more stuff online). the energy of the place (of the chatbox and visuals) was really infectious and the sets were absolute bangers with genres I have been too music-game-poisoned to name well (but anywhere from real ddep bass floorshakers to dnb to nizikawa's "activating 30-year-old anime nerds' programming"). I'm really looking forward to listening to the sets again once they're uploaded.
honestly, I might even be better-suited to online, since socially I'm much better with kinda just bumpin on my computer and dropping in on chat to shout "yoooooooo no way" every few minutes, and also my hearing is Much Much better when I just have to read text, but like, I was a Mogra kid for years of trips here. the itch doesn't die, it just hides
