On the topic of ‘bad mascot horror video games for kids’ the exception to the rule (or rather, something that understood the assignment) would be My Friendly Neighborhood.
I don’t want to spoil anything if you haven’t booted up the game before, but just…don’t be fooled by jumpscare compilations or the character design. From the opening cutscene this game grabs you by the fucking throat. The mechanics have thought put into them, the voice acting is top notch, and christ the fucking story - a complete story, one that has an end that isn’t promised in future ‘chapters’ or left ambiguous.
Yes, it has jumpscares from goofy muppet monsters, but they’re not cheap tricks. Once you learn how the game works they’re easy to avoid or at the very least anticipate - not to mention they’re survivable with the healing mechanic. And just when you think the scares are done, when you’re well into the game and have all the tools you need to navigate around potential jumpscares, the final act dunks you into the deep-end with the actual horror and nightmare fuel puppets.
I’m not sure how much the game as a whole qualifies as ‘horror,’ but it’s certainly being lumped in with the Whatever-Mascot Horror Game of the Week genre. Which is a shame because My Friendly Neighborhood is leagues ahead of those other games. It has more in common with survival horror than it does with mascot horror in terms of gameplay and tropes. It’s literally just the ‘monster’ designs leading people to assume its another Poppy Playtime clone complete with half baked story and repetitive, unimaginative gameplay loops. And that’s so far from the truth -
My Friendly Neighborhood is like if Sesame Street and Resident Evil had a beautiful muppet baby that opened its eyes to have an existential crisis when confronted with the horrors and apathy of modern capitalism.
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Heaven is above
Heaven is correct
Heaven says
Heaven says, you are in danger
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Tbh I only see the video when im not signed in, still watching it without my account but maybe your video got age restricted or something?
Hmmm strange! I checked on my sisters account and it played so I wonder why it’s disappearing for you 🤔 is this happening with anyone else?
Here’s the vid for those of you who want to check 🤷🏻♀️ OK NOW IM DONE PROMOTING IT FOREVER (I’m a liar)
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oh man the absolute devastation i just felt when i realized i couldn't reblog one of the best amvs i have ever watched in my life to my page because the person who made it has me blocked 😭
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Twitter has been insistent on giving me a small nontagged spoiler every single time I open the page so I’m just. I’ll just. I have to not look at twitter for real until I finish endwalker on my word
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The Name My Parents Gave Me
words: 2330
summary:
"No."
"No?"
"It's Kim. End of discussion."
Your husband has the audacity to scoff. Stubborn oaf. "You tell me that we need to work together on this decision and come to an agreement, until I have my objections. We can't keep belaboring this point-"
"I am not, you are ." The words are laced with steel, you need them to be - punctuating the sentence with the tilt of your head and the quirk of your brow. You are unflappable, you will match his stubbornness tenfold while digging your heels into the floor for as long as it takes for your husband to stop fucking arguing for once and –
Kim chooses to kick your bladder now.
ao3 link
i said after drawing kim's parents that there was more i wanted to write about them. and then i did! and then went back and re-edited until i liked it better so here we are.
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This is Kaladin Stormblessed's song.
I just...al;dkjf;lskdjf;dlskfj I need to scream about this.
The proof is stitched in my scars
I'm strong enough, I'm strong enough
I found myself through the dark
Not giving up, not giving up
I've come to understand
That tragedy's a second chance
My dying breath is where I was born
Now I'm stronger than my storm
This song encapsulates one of the things I love so much about Kaladin: Even though he falls down again and again, even though he loses hope, even though he descends into the dark pit of despair, he keeps pulling himself back up again. There's a storm inside him, but it is his strength. The strength of hope and honor - desperate, vicious things that keep him alive even when sometimes it would be so much easier to let himself be washed away.
I wear my battle scars with pride
Being broken gave me fight
And I refuse to be defined
By what I almost did that night
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