The atmosphere in this game is pretty good and everyone knows that I love malewife yanderes. For an r18 demo, it does a really good job of making a scary atmosphere combined with a seemingly rather innocent but creepy yandere. This is not to be confused with You Make This House a Home which has a similar name/yandere character (in terms of appearance) . Currently, there are two days.
The story starts with the burial of their grandfather, and as the others watched him be buried, the MC (nicknamed Visitor) feels as if they are the only one who cared about him. Visitor feels that they are the closest to their grandfather, as he has given then the key to his house. Visitor decides to, somberly, visit his house one last time, reminiscing about their time with him. The house is moldy and Visitor ends up breaking one of the vases. When Visitor goes upstairs, they notice the smell of mold and the fact that the bed seems to be uncovered. Visitor decides to sleep in the bed for the night as they are cleaning the house tomorrow. Upon waking up, Visitor notices a couple of different things, like the fact that they were warm (on a cold house), the smell of mold has subsided and that certain things have been cleaned up. This becomes extremely clear when Visitor goes downstairs to find that the couches have been uncovered, they keys missing and the fact that there is a single apple in the kitchen. The kitchen is clean and Visitor can decide to leave the apple or throw it away. Visitor decides to take a shower to clear the nerves only to find that their towel is missing and that someone has drawn on the fog on the mirror. Visitor tries to run away but ultimately meets what looks like a person who is wearing their sweater. Depending on the Visitor's reaction to all of his gifts, he will either happily hold their hand or apologize for not being helpful. Visitor asks how the man got in, threatens to call the police and tells him he smells like mold only for the man to smile and adopt the name Mould. Mould begs Visitor to stay even stating that he'll clean the house for them, with Visitor reluctantly agreeing. When Visitor goes downstairs to look for the keys, they notice that there is a spot of mold following them on the celling. Visitor can't seem to leave the house and gets agitated, blaming Mould for locking all the doors, but he is clueless to what happened. Mould seems to fear Visitor leaving and even offers to cook for them, though Visitor is freaked out wondering what he is. Mould makes Visitor dinner and goes to sleep.
On the second day, Visitor wakes up to find that part of their arm is itchy and red, deducing that Mould had been holding their arm the entire night. They also find their sweater which feels warm and has a damp smell to it. Visitor then goes downstairs to see that Mould has made food for them. They can thank Mould, ignore him or sit silently.
Being friendly will lead to Mould being happy. Amongst the choices, Visitor can either make him happier by complimenting, quiet indicating disinterest or curious. We learn that Mould had to go outside to the get the food, and we see that his hands are red and itchy, though he assures us and says that it will go away after a while. Staying quiet will have Mould sit across from Visitor and eat the food clumsily. Again they can either eating in silence or make him happy. Ignoring him has the worst reaction, with Mould asking what he did wrong, as the entire house starts to shake. After snapping at him to stop, the house stops shaking temporarily only for it to continue as Visitor ignores him, leading to Mould screaming that he did everything right. All reactions lead to Visitor having to look back at Mould, though the amount of desperation and responses are different. Each time, Mould apologizes or stops as way to please Visitor, either by trying not to scare them or begging. Mould also mentions in one of the interactions that when Visitor looks away, Mould disappears.
Either way, Mould will leave Visitor to clean the house while Visitor can either look around the house or wait. Mould eventually comes up to Visitor to give them keys so that they can go out to get food, though he warns them that being outside is dangerous and being inside with him is safe. While heading to the door, Mould will insist that Visitor wear the cardigan that was in their room. In the end, Visitor will be forced to wear it. While going outside, Visitor notices that everyone is staring at them, even when going to the grocery store. We also see that Visitor seems to be affected by the cardigan, describing the smell as more and more pleasant, with certain items, like fruits looking less appealing and that other foods look the same or have no smell. As they venture around the grocery store, other people comment about their smell and they themselves see that they look very sickly and tired.
Upon finishing their grocery shopping, they check on their phone and realize that they have 3% battery left. They can then decide to call someone or let the phone die. If they decide to call, they will call Asher, who explains that he was trying to call them yesterday but their calls kept dropping. Asher tells Visitor that he knows their grandfather dies and tells them that they keep running away. Visitor asks him to come here, as they feel something is wrong, but before Asher can ask where they are, the phone dies. After this, Visitor has the option to either try leaving or staying. If Visitor tries to leave, they grow more uncertain as they get farther away, having very few items on them and feeling guilty for abandoning Mould. No matter the choices, whether willing or otherwise, Visitor will come back to the house.
Mould will have different reactions depending on what you do outside the grocery store, from being happy that they came back or unhappy that they tried to leave. Either way, Mould will comment that Visitor smells like the outside and gets them to take a bath while Mould prepares food. Visitor will have the option to look around the house. If Visitor checks downstairs they can check either the living room or the Office. From both of these locations, we learn that Visitor's uncle had a hazel tree that never grew good fruit, but he kept it there, with Visitor noticing that there are big stains on the wall. We also learn that in the grandpa's office, there are dozens of written letters to Visitor asking them to come and visit, but none of them sent. The letters seem to get more deranged by the day as the grandpa mentions the feeling of being watched and a strange smell. Upstairs, we learned that grandpa kept a doll that Visitor's mother loved, even if the two didn't have a good relationship along with a letter that states that he is waiting for them (likely Mould). They also find a book laid on the bed and a box filled with mementos relating to Visitor.
Eventually, Visitor will take a bath and start scrubbing rather roughly to get the smell of the cardigan off of their body. Mould will come in and tell them not to scrub so hard as to not hurt themselves and tells them that dinner is ready. When Visitor goes to eat, Mould gives them what appears to be raw meat, yet Visitor seems to find it appetizing. Mould sits across the table and watches, and we can ask him some questions. Mould's answers are pretty vague, but they imply that Mould knew about grandpa and that Mould states that the two of them took care of the house. After finishing, Mould insists that Visitor should go to sleep.
Depending on relationship, Visitor may get jumpscared by Mould at night. He lies near Visitor, stating that he is lonely when he sleeps, but is happy that Visitor was staying. If Visitor lets Mould come closer to them, but both result in a good ending.
If Visitor avoids Mould the entire time, tries to run away etc, at dinner, they can interrogate him about how he came through the bathroom door as there was no noise and Visitor locked the door. Mould basically gaslights Visitor stating that it wasn't. When Visitor goes to sleep, they wake up suddenly and see that the wall is cracked and the smell of mold continues growing. Visitor can hear Mould speaking and asking why they left, before stating that they will stay. Eventually Visitor blacks out, presumably dead or consumed by the mold, with Mould stating that he can take care of them better now like this.
Finally for the neutral ending, Mouls will seemingly try to enter the room while Visitor is sleeping, but ultimately decides not to.
I actually wrote this recommendation back when it was only a single day and my biggest complaint was that we really just didn't see that much of Mould. Now though, with the new update, we get a lot of information on Mould and honestly, I feel like this is one of those games that if it cut it off at the 2nd day it could just work as a full game since we get a good idea what is going on with Mould and even Visitor's grandfather. Mould has one of the concepts that I haven't seen but wanted to see more of: a sort of cutesy, soft yandere that unknowingly is doing something terrifying to the player. I think its very similar to my feelings on The Science of Staying Awake, where the yandere is sort of innocent, or weak in personality but has something that causes them to be terrifying regardless of that. I really dislike the idea that a meek personality type of yandere must become more dominant to become scary since that limits the creativity of creators, and I think while it is often more difficult to achieve the two, it is very possible and in fact makes them even more terrifying. That being said I obviously do have a huge bias since I like meeker/submissive yanderes and unique concepts in general.
Besides that, Mould also reminds me a bit of Parasite in Love. I think this was actually mentioned on HelloYinny's end talk on her video (since we have similar opinions on it), but I do really like the concept of these kinds of inhuman beings that don't quite understand love in the way that humans do, and are either trying to mimic it because of their biology or otherwise they are hurting the person they love without knowing it. Mould in that sense feels like it's headed that direction, as although they have certain... opinions on what Visitor should do, he never directly imposes it on them, but rather does it in more subtle ways. Compared to Niall, Mould seems to be more malicious, knowing how to influence Visitor and gets genuinely upset when Visitor turns away from them. Meanwhile, Visitor is sort of just tolerating them in the sense that they hope that Mould will simply go away on his own or won't cause trouble.
Mould as a character concept is very cool. Despite looking fairly human there's a lot of small things that make him a bit more uneasy, namely the smell he has, the effect of being touched by him and even just things like the fact that he doesn't blink. Having mold turn into some sort of humanoid factor just to be by Visitor's side is really something. Mould seems to act mostly as a caretaker of the house, though with Visitor in it, it's more like he is a house husband. It makes me wonder if he learned to take care of the house just because he was born into it (aka slowly accumulated into being the house) or if it's because he saw the grandfather doing it and learned how to do things like cook or clean from him. He has a very people pleasing personality- happy when Visitor acknowledges him and scared when they don't. There is a moment in the game where Mould states that if Visitor looks away from him, he slowly disappears, which makes me wonder if that's part of the reason why he tries so desperately to keep Visitor by his side, which could explain why he is so eager to make Visitor happy. It also makes me wonder if his more childlike actions are mostly because he's not very old (in terms of being a human) since it doesn't seem like he's faking it. Personally I find it very cute.
The more dangerous part of him is the spores that are in the clothes that Visitor wears when going to get groceries. We see that not only does it change their appearance (looking and even smelling sickly), but it can also influence their behavior and even mess with their sense of taste and appetite. Given this, it does stand to reason that these spores can likely either mind control Visitor if given enough or actively kill them, especially as we see that Visitor has a clear allergic reaction to Mould just holding onto their arm. We see according to grandpa's letters that it looks like Mould can also cause people to go insane (if he is the cause of it), so the longer that Visitor stays in the house, the more likely they will go insane. The final thing is that Mould sort of controls the house itself. When ignoring Mould, he ends up shaking the entire house and we see that he can traverse through rooms or walls by just turning into mold, meaning that Visitor can be watched the entire time. In the bad ending, we see that Mould kills Visitor by suffocating them with the mold, and keeps their body pristine. While this is sort of a last resort method, it does show that Mould is capable of murdering if they feel like there is no other option and can keep their body in good condition after their death. The main question that I feel like I'm the most curious about is why Mould is interested in Visitor in the first place. Based on the questions that we ask Mould, we do see that he had limited interactions with the grandfather and (as far as I know) had no real strong feelings towards him. So why is it that he specifically wants Visitor to stay? Could it be that he was able to read the unsent letters that the grandfather had wrote and fell for them that way? Does he not know about the other cousins or perhaps doesn't like them because they don't care as much about the grandfather? And what happens if Visitor is able to leave, will that really make Mould disappear? Perhaps in the next day these questions will be answered.
Overall, I'm really digging the concept of this game. I think that it has a lot of possibilities for the next couple of days and I really like the idea of a sentient creature that is both sort of innocent and sort of terrifying. If you are interested, give it a try.
I MESSED UP THE RESOLUTION AND THEN CLOSED CSP BEFORE I RESTORED THE ORIGINAL RESOLUTION! truly the way of make a terrible comic day. IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE GOOD!!!
sherlock holmes deduces you are trans before you've figured it out yourself and refers to you with those pronouns and then when you look confused is like "ah...had you not arrived at that conclusion yet?" and wafts away in his dressing gown to smoke seventeen pipes, leaving you in a gender crisis
Hercule Poirot deduces you are trans by accident because he suspected you of murder and broke into your house and searched your stuff then puts 2 and 2 together when Hastings makes an innocuous observation about your fashion sense or something and he jumps up and cries “mon dieu!!!” before striding over to you kissing you on both cheeks and saying “ah, cher ami, you must live as you choose!” and then running off to confront the real culprit while you stand there in befuddlement
Columbo deduces you're trans from context clues while he's talking to you about the area, immediately uses your preferred pronouns and starts telling you about his cousin, who's also transgender, and how they got this job doing security, and how they told him that a security guard always locks up, and asks you if the guard locked up last night, and isn't it weird the place was open? And you're like, well, someone else must have opened it up. Maybe the guy in charge? He has a spare key. And then he nods and goes "the guy in charge has a spare key... well, how about that?" And then he offers you a cigar and wanders off, and a day later your boss gets arrested for murder.
Spent a ridiculous amount of time last night obsessively editing my hand written zines in Photoshop to take away any tiny blemishes so they were definitely readable.
Taking you clothes shopping, making you dress up for me. I go into the dressing room with you, naturally- just so I can help make sure everything is styled correctly.
While you slip into the button down I've picked out, I exchange the packer in my harness for a proper strap, 7 inches long and perfectly realistic, jutting through my boxers as if it's always been there.
You take off your pants and turn back around, ready to slip into the jeans I was holding for you, and stop dead. You love my cock, don't you, puppy? You're practically drooling for it, all over your nice new shirt. We're getting that, by the way, you look so very handsome in it.
I pin you to the wall, hand over your mouth. I slip my other hand down your underwear and start palming your tdick, leaning my head to bite at your shoulder. And then I pull your underwear down.
You're already dripping wet, puppy, it's pathetic. You don't even need prep, I just slide my cock right in and start fucking you. This isn't for your pleasure, or even really mine- this is to remind you that you belong to me, no matter where we are. When I want to fuck you I will.
Afterwards, I pull out and take your underwear off all the way, shoving it into your pocket. Puppies who get fucked in dressing rooms really shouldn't be wearing anything, anyway- it makes accessing your pretty tdick and dripping holes too hard.
older brother that rapes you for being into sexual stuff so young, stripping you against your will and forcing himself onto you. he spreads you open and teaches you just what it's like, relentlessly bruising your cervix with harsh thrusts. savoring your cries, pleas, and tears that just push him to go harder. he degrades you all throughout it, calling you a slut, bitch, and whore, mocking you, “i thought you liked this? you like this!”
he doesn't give aftercare, he leaves you laying there exhausted and leaking with his seed. maybe then you'll learn your lesson, getting into shit you're too young for.
Dad teaching me about sex. "You'll learn better if I show you." Ending up naked on his big bed, his boxers in my mouth, tape covering me from cheek to cheek to make sure I don't spit them out.
He looms over me, gathering my wrists in one of his hands, I trust him, he is also naked, I've seen his body multiple times during our special showers, where he's take extra time to massage my privates (chest, holes and butt) to make sure they're growing properly.
His cock is thick, darker and redder than his whole body, he places it on my stomach, it goes past my small body's bellybutton, I gaze up at him.
"Inside..?" My voice is muffled, audibly hesitant. I want to trust him, I do, but this is scary. He huffs and grabs my side, guiding me to press my hips against him, my nub touching his length, it twitched.
His leaks. It drools all over my abdomen and I look up at him. His eyes are dark, just like when he scolds me, my body tenses up. Is he mad at me?
"Inside, baby." He gruffs, jaw tense. I can tell he is frustrated. Is he wondering how he is gonna fit?
"Daddy-" was all I could voice before he guided his cock to my entrance and pushed the tip in. It burned.
I screamed, muffled by his boxers, tears formed in my eyes as I raised my legs to kick him, he just lowered his body, his chest onto mine. "Fuck.." he grunted, my body froze, no sounds coming out of my throat for a moment, I've lost my breath.
I gag and huff air through my nose, almost passing out before he bottoms out and tears flood my vision, my sobs choke me with the material, my hips and thighs are laid back down onto the matress, twitching from the pain, whole body limp.
It hurts. I can't feel anything but the intrusive sensation inside my stomach.
He pulls back and thrusts inside again, my eyes roll back, my ears ringing from the sudden rise of blood to my face. He presses a soft kiss to my cheek before I pass out.
I wake up hours later, he removed the boxers and tape, his body weight is still atop of me. It's dark in the room, past midnight. He is still inside, but there is a warm sensation that he keeps inside me.
Is it the special milkies? I didn't care. I couldn't think, his full, adult body was crushing mine. I huffed and fell asleep, waking up clean, still naked, my hole aching, on top of his, still naked body. He kisses my hairline.
"Good morning, baby.. you did so good for me." I mewl and start crying again. "Dada! It hurts!" He cuddles and comfort me, kissing me and promising to be more gentle from now on.
we gotta get back to torrent distribution, i just watched someone eat eight grand in bandwidth charges because they ran a direct-download piracy site with local file hosting through cloudflare. torrents were invented literally for this exact reason
i have a file or folder on my pc that i want to share with other people. let's call it gayshit.mp3
unfortunately gayshit.mp3 is 750mb and im not paying for discord nitro so i need another way to send it
i put it into qbittorrent and it makes a torrent file. this is essentially a very small file that points to gayshit.mp3 so other computers can find it. kinda like a treasure map
i send this tiny file to my friend, who loads it into qbittorrent. their computer takes a moment to find mine over the vast expanse of cyberspace and then (as long as my pc is running and the file is still where it should be), it gets copied from my hard drive to theirs
this is the cool part: if somebody else loads that tiny file, they can download it from both of us. if i'm offline but my friend is on, the third person can still get it. this also means that if two people have separate halves of the file, they can download the other half from each other. as long as some combination of people have the pieces between them, they can all have the whole thing.
crucially this does not require a server!!! you can just upload the file to a few people and as long as they keep it, it's still accessible. as long as somebody, somewhere is still connected, it's available forever. the only way it goes away is if everybody disconnects from it.
A lot of people associate "torrenting" with piracy and tend to disregard it for anything but that.
But really, you should be thinking of it as a very efficient protocol for sharing large files. This is why, for example, Linux distros offer their ISOs via torrent as an official download method.
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