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Game Journal: Sept 22, 2016
Weird tape in the mail by adam dickinson
Magicdweedoo said that this and Human Needs are the two twine games he likes, so of course I had to play it. It sure is a weird one! I like how this one blends ideas of escapism and the uncanniness of literal dreams. You live in this dingy, concrete-and-decomposing-shit dystopia world, but as escapism you listen to mall muzak and watch advertisements for “Pristine Future” housing developments. And your bizzaro world clone, who lives in an uncanny version of your own consumer utopia, escapes into videos of your shitty life. Eventually he invades your world and either murders you or you flee into his world and die.
Ah, I just realized that the blood specs on your feet are from killing your protagonist in a different playthrough. It’s funny how video games deal with these infinitely looping stories differently from regular writing. There’s kind of a purity- a fiction writer tucks the beginning of the next loop into the written story so you know that you’re in an Inifinite Loop Story, and he writes the next loop differently because we, the reader, have a new perspective on what we’re reading. Or maybe it’s written with precisely the same words, but the reading is different because this time it’s at the end of the story. Going back to the beginning of the game and starting over is part of the text of the video game, and it’s always a perfect looping. Time is wound back, the game is in the exact same initial state.
Raha: Business Of The Raha by magicdweedoo
This one reminded me a lot, mechanically, of those old life sim flash games, where you’d go between different landmarks on a world map and spend your time levelling up your various stats and working odd jobs to get money. Those games never really had a good end, if they had one at all. Eventually you found whatever exploit got you infinite money, and then you either got bored or paid your girlfriend’s ransom or whatever. Raha: Business Of The Raha handles this really elegantly, I think. Because the money-gaining aspect is just to stack it up to go into the sky to do more exploring. So you’ve got that nice tension of having to spend your hard earned money to explore, not really knowing if it’s going to pay off. But luckily there isn’t anything else to spend your Raha on, so you don’t have to worry about wasting money too much.
Those flash games always played into this pretty straight-laced version of the american dream, working your way up from the top, etc. But of course there was always some shady back alley where you could buy weed and guns and go on a killing spree and shoot barney, or whatever. Looking back, it feels kind of like a nervous laugh- a way of distancing itself from its ideology, the same way that people kind of half-jokingly talk about No Man’s Sky as having imperialist themes. Which it blatantly has, but there’s a strong reluctance to talk about these kind of propagandistic assumptions that we make about our media. I wonder if this is the “lack of seriousness” that John Steppling talks about in his blog- I can’t make heads or tails of what he writes most of the time.
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Social Media Teen God
“What are you even doing here?”
The HR manager of Social Media Marketing Inc stared at Davin with dead, tired eyes. He took a sip of cold coffee and swallowed it with an unnaturally loud gulping sound.
“I told you, I was asked to come in for an interview.”
HR manager looked Davin up and down, just like he had already done three times before. He was disgusted that a greasy 19 year old kid would even consider to give a man of his stature such lip.
“You have no formal education, or professional workplace experience.”
“But-”
“Look I’ve got an ulcer the size of my nutsack, a wife who’s probably suckin’ off the hot dog vendor right as we speak, and twenty more nitwits like you to talk to today. So, let’s make this easy for both of us. Give me one reason why I should hire a useless, long-haired punk like you, to manage our clients’ social media accounts.”
Davin remained calm. He took his phone out of his pocket and started looking at it.
HR manager’s blood began to boil. This kid, this little shit, is ignoring me to send someone a text? Or to check Facebook? Or Instagame? To catch a Pokemon? Or whatever this hopeless generation wastes its time with.
Davin stood up, walked around the desk so he was on HR manager’s side.
“How dare you! I want you out of my office immediately you blithering numbskull!”
Davin put his arm around HR manager and took a, uh, ‘selfie’.
HR manager slammed his fists on his solid mahogany desk, sending his stationary flying.
“Delete that now or I will contact the authorities! Delete! Out! Now!”
Davin was back in his chair again, still looking at his phone.
HR manager stood up in a rage, his face visibly turning red and leaking sweat from straining so hard.
An assistant opened the office door and poked his head in.
“Is everything all right sir? Would you like this person removed?”
HR manager motioned frantically for him to escort Davin out of the building.
Davin held his hand up to the assistant, stopping him in his tracks.
HR manager had never before seen such arrogance, such unapologetic attitude.
Davin showed HR manager his phone. He was on Twitter. He had just posted a tweet reading, “at a job interview with this asshole”, and the photo he had just taken. He then put his phone on the desk. It was vibrating every few seconds.
HR manager was speechless. Every blood cell in his body was a grenade, ready to explode at any second.
The phone continued vibrating, more and more frequently, until it was almost constant.
“Look at the numbers.”
HR manager looked at the phone. 75 favs, 56 retweets.
He looked up at Davin in disbelief.
He looked down again. 89 favs, 70 retweets.
Davin watched the oaf look up and down like a confused dog.
It had been only two minutes since he had posted the photo online, and already it had surpassed 100 favs and retweets.
It was almost two minutes more until HR manager could gather his thoughts. He looked at Davin dead in the eyes. A wide smile spread across his cookie dough face. He waved the assistant away, who closed the door behind him.
“Davin, sir.”
He chuckled. His eyes were now bright, an opening cash register could almost be heard.
“How would you like to work at Social Media Marketing Inc?”
“Sure.”
BY MAGICDWEEDOO