Barren halls occupied by screams.
Sterile work with filthy intentions.
Consciousness there, yet not.
We continue our work in stride. More to come.

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Barren halls occupied by screams.
Sterile work with filthy intentions.
Consciousness there, yet not.
We continue our work in stride. More to come.
A song of relief to calm the nerves before a storm. We all gather at the gate to witness the reprogramming ceremony.
Each of us sits on eager hands at the new arrival. Their presence signifies another “out with the old, in with the new” gambit.
Pickings are slim. We silently pray to an unforgiving god, lest we be the unfortunate soul discarded for the new blood.
We continue onward.
More to come.
Our disappearance has not been a planned one, but the work still continues in a different tone.
The trailer song sample is finished and we are far from done.
More to come.
“Don’t worry! It only hurts when I cry!”
Sean is a good boy who needs some rest.
Random Sean doodles while the game progresses. Will update next week after surgery recovery! :)
“WELCOME TO DEVELOPMENT HELL!”
A few random sketches of Sean and his... fellow cohort(?) scientists.
I only plan on releasing small glimpses of Sean’s world structure over time. Let’s just say it all works on an almost A/B/O caste system.
A holy angel, a holy spirit and a holy terror.
“There’s some timing issues here and there because this was all recorded in one go, but I can fix ‘em! Just consider this an unpolished product! I might get more creative and sample screams next time... oh, that’s actually a good idea!”
“This song would probably be for background ambiance!”
“AAAH!”
“...Whoops! Scared myself for a moment there! I thought my own hand was someone else’s! Ha, ha, ha!”
What's this game's about?
“Death!”
“Ta-daaaaa~! I’ve even made little flesh dolls to represent the characters! While I haven’t the whole cast done, these few will be good for experimentation and the like!”
“Afterburn, Ciel (The Main character) and Okay.”
“The main victims of the game and my fun buddies! Afterburn is one of Satan’s many many many sons, Okay is a fallen angel and Ciel is DEAD! Wonderful, huh? The goal of the game is to escape Limbo without MURDERING EVERYONE!! It’s alllllllll about closure~!”
“I’m sure I’ve written a better summary for this game somewhere around here! Maybe I’ll find it again when I clean up during our semi-annual ‘Fire cleanse’!”
“Otherwise, can you keep these dolls a little secret for now? Boss despises ‘free-thinking’, so I know he’d [[REDACTED]] my [[REDACTED]] for making them! He’s just a fuddy-duddy! Sometimes you need to make tiny, little sinew puppets for demonstration purposes! Everyone does it!”
“Then again... it’s not really a secret if my Boss reviews all of my broadcasts! Whoops! Ha, ha, ha!”
OFFICIAL GREETINGS!
“Hello, gods near and far! It’s your favorite worthless speck here to relay some REALLY FANTASTIC NEWS!”
“This microphone is fake! Life is fake! Death is fake! You know what isn’t fake?”
“The public development for the “You Buried Her” RPG officially beginning today!”
“In celebration, I’ve been promoted! I will be your DEVELOPMENT UPDATE CURATOR until a horrible fate befalls my frail being! I am super excited to be your daisy chain of information and to answer your questions about the game! Ha, ha, ha!”
“Maybe... I’ll even be authorized to [[REDACTED]]!”
“Alas, those are frivolous thoughts from a useless scrap of cosmic energy!”
“Just remember, my wonderful gods whom circle above me like stratosphere born sharks ready to devour my entire being: You’re always watching. And we are fully aware. :)”