So, there's this game... or series of 'em I suppose. I loved them to death, but there were many problems with them. Chief among them, was that the man (or late teenager, at the time), had severe issues with depression. This will be important later.
Now, looking back these games weren't all that special, being just flash RPGs. However, they held extreme sentimental value to me because the things taught me a few things. Anyone could make a video game, anyone could create something wonderful, you didn't need to be a genius necessarily, or rich or work for a big company. This guy did it, after all. I went on to truly appreciate this medium that previously I only really cared about because there wasn't much else to do.
So, the third one comes out. And, it's pretty good... However, this guy sort of... retreats into his shell after that. I was really upset after a while, because I knew the next game probably wasn't coming out. So I moved on, and made peace with the fact that the story would never be completed... And then, I stumbled across his blog again, and I just felt awful.
He had occasionally shown some... worrying game design philosophies. Weird things, that didn't make much sense. A bunch of what basically amounted into the guy turning his own emotional insecurities into game mechanics. And then, I learned he would be redesigning the whole damn series, but changing EVERYTHING. Tearing everything out and replacing it with weird nonsense. Bizarre nonviolent 'combat', some sort of 'journey of personal discovery' bull, all metaphysical and shit... Now, this seems normal considering how... hipster the guy became. But... some of the things he's said, he sounds completely insane. Rambling about minds and realities.
But this thing I loved, that changed my whole life thanks to a simple revelation, has just been turned into... something else. The funny thing is, this thing would've looked kinda interesting, but to me it's just like looking at a stranger wearing an old friend's face...
Now, looking back these games weren't all that special, being just flash RPGs. However, they held extreme sentimental value to me because the things taught me a few things. Anyone could make a video game, anyone could create something wonderful, you didn't need to be a genius necessarily, or rich or work for a big company. This guy did it, after all. I went on to truly appreciate this medium that previously I only really cared about because there wasn't much else to do.
So, the third one comes out. And, it's pretty good... However, this guy sort of... retreats into his shell after that. I was really upset after a while, because I knew the next game probably wasn't coming out. So I moved on, and made peace with the fact that the story would never be completed... And then, I stumbled across his blog again, and I just felt awful.
He had occasionally shown some... worrying game design philosophies. Weird things, that didn't make much sense. A bunch of what basically amounted into the guy turning his own emotional insecurities into game mechanics. And then, I learned he would be redesigning the whole damn series, but changing EVERYTHING. Tearing everything out and replacing it with weird nonsense. Bizarre nonviolent 'combat', some sort of 'journey of personal discovery' bull, all metaphysical and shit... Now, this seems normal considering how... hipster the guy became. But... some of the things he's said, he sounds completely insane. Rambling about minds and realities.
But this thing I loved, that changed my whole life thanks to a simple revelation, has just been turned into... something else. The funny thing is, this thing would've looked kinda interesting, but to me it's just like looking at a stranger wearing an old friend's face...
