Inside my anxiety riddled, vaguely insane or just sleepy mind, the three indie games I played last (And Super Paper Mario, for some reason) are in a desperate mexican standoff for total dominance of my mindspace. The obsessive side of my plan sits by on a throne promising to draw fanart of the survivor, while the winner reminds me damn well that I can’t draw for shit.
Deltarune was the ruling champ for a bit before Omori barged in and awakened my repressed childhood memories, half of which I never had, and Oneshot’s just chilling there, knowing the other two don’t have the balls to shoot it.














