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#kat's rhythm game deep dives
vincentspork · 9 months
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Set up a DC emulator and finagled around with a few games. Brief thoughts based off of my first impressions:
Cool Cool Toon - I've known about this since high school, and I'm so glad it's gotten an English patch! Probably the most intuitive rhythm game I've ever played. Only sat through the first two tutorial levels but it's gorgeous and very fun. Gameplay is like a simplified Gitaroo Man. Will definitely revisit this
Napple Tale - so cute!! Reminds me a lot of Dual Hearts on the PS2, which isn't a game that I've spent a lot of time with but I have good feelings towards what little I've played. Also the soundtrack of this is as highly acclaimed as it is for a reason, that shit whips. I'll definitely come back to this too
Puyo Puyo Da!! - this is a rhythm game for freaks if I've ever seen one. Idk why the timing windows are so small but it's mildly off-putting. As much as I'd like to love this one for Satan's mesh shirt it just falls very flat for me. No speed modifiers??!?!
Radirgy - this rules. The only game that ran slowly and it was only because of how many bullets were onscreen
Feet of Fury - decent for a homebrew DDR clone and it has the novelty of generating stepcharts based off of your own CDs, but not really worth it in 2023 imo. No speed modifiers?!?!?!?!
DDR Club Mix (Dreamcast Edition) - NO SPEED MODIFIERS?!??!?!?!?!?!??!?!??!!?
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kree-katart · 1 year
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Introducing Kree-Kat!
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Hello Tumblr! I’m back in a shiny new catgirl form after a very long absence! I’m a Vtuber and artist with a love of bad puns. I love going into deep dives about the things that interest me. I enjoy rhythm games, Roleplay, Singing, D&D, Genshin, TWST, and I do parkour! Lore and extra in the readmore
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This is my home! I call it the Train Station. (get it? because its also a parkour gym so I train here too) The train is a bit run down... but its got all the comforts of home on the inside! I promise! and the equipment is mostly new.... mostly! Climbing on the rockwall and practicing my salmon ladder runs are hard work but super fun and my vaults are smoooooth sailing <3
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I live with my two mice, Luffy and Zoro! They’re spirits like me but they’re lesser spirits. So they’re kind of dumb and need someone to take care of them. Luffy is the black mouse, He’s really funny and messes with Zoro a lot. He really likes to play, and he wants treats the most! Zoro is the blonde one, he’s a workout buff and runs around all the time. He was voted most likely to get lost in my hair. I’ll have normal cats come and go around, but they’re owned by other people
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Here I am! The tattoo has a long story behind it that I won’t get into but its really interesting and is a part of parkour history. The wristbands as well! Fun Facts about my design: -I’ve been using versions of this design for 10 years now -It might seem hard to miss but fewer people than you think see the d20 -My shoes have grippy toe beans on the soles, quiet and fashionable! -My claws don’t break even with the parkour, they’re really sturdy -the phone isn’t just for show, I really do read my twitch chat messages on my phone when streaming
I have so many things I want to share, so much nice art, fanart, and memes, My twitch graphics, and of course my shiny 2d and 3d models, but this is already longer than I thought it would be. So, in conclusion, Tummy.
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otonymous · 5 years
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Nobody Does It Better (IkeSen Mitsuhide - NSFW)
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Description: The stakes are high when you get caught up in the snake’s latest scheme. Warnings: NSFW/18+: Explicit/graphic language — reader discretion is advised. Word Count: 1536 words (~8 mins of smut) Author’s Notes: An exercise in filth, no deeper meaning.  That being said, happy reading! AO3: Read here
Tagging lovely readers: @all-my-cuffs-have-buttons, @artemira-sengoku, @dear-mrs-otome, @pseudofaux, @fieryanmitsu, @otomediary, @suzi-q-uinn, @kitty-kat-ty, @saizoswifey, @belxsar, @anyakane, @friedchikyorice, @whalebubblez, @selenecrawford, @akiza-hades-rose, @rubyleeray, @heavenzfiend, @duerme07, @classy-mc, @dani677, @kitsune-mana
All characters & Ikemen Sengoku owned by Cybird.
I’m not that kind of girl.
The thought, small and unobtrusive, whispers from a dark corner in your mind.  But the way his fingers moved inside you chased it back to the shadows, pleasure reigning supreme to erase everything that didn’t concern chasing that fuzzy high.
“Do you hear that?”
The warm, wet slide of a tongue against the shell of your ear, teeth nibbling at your lobe.
“If you get any wetter, they’ll hear you.  I don’t think you want everyone to see you like this, Miss Chatelaine.”
Soft lips press against the back of your neck as one nipple finds its way between Mitsuhide’s thumb and forefinger, pinching harder than usual in an aim to shock.  And as your knees tremble, the fingers that were curling inside you pause, savouring the sensation that a fresh wave of arousal brought as it pooled around the snug fit of his digits buried deep within your pussy.
“Or could it be that you want them to, you nasty girl?”
Mitsuhide’s breath is hot as he whispers into the corner of your lips, his free hand loosening fabric to expose you even further, a painted screen the only thing shielding the vision of you widely spread and writhing in silent ecstasy from the eyes of all the other lords assembled for war council.
“Lord Nobunaga, if Mitsuhide isn’t here by now, he likely won’t be attending.  I propose we commence war council immediately as we have many concerns to address.”
You barely note the irritation in Hideyoshi’s voice as your lips and tongue run along the length of each of Mitsuhide’s drenched fingers, their strength belied by the elegance of each tapered tip, the taste of your arousal accented by the faint scent of gunpowder.  
“Very well.  Mitsunari, start with your report.”
As your angelic friend begins listing proposed battle plans against the Uesugi-Takeda forces, the amber-eyed snake chuckles under his breath to see your hips lift in the air, betraying your impatience to be filled by more significant flesh after the exit of his hand left an unbearable vacancy.
And while you hated for Mitsuhide to see you in this moment of desperation, for him to have the upper hand — as he often did — when it came to these games you played, you couldn’t deny that your body craved the satisfaction only he could bring.
Silently shifting, you brace yourself on your hands and knees, wantonly grinding your ass into his groin in a bid to bring him to the same precipice of madness you were teetering on the edge of.  A victorious smile lights your face when you feel him tighten his grip on your hips, a sigh, barely audible above Mitsunari’s voice, escaping his lips.
“Make not a squeak, little mouse.  I trust you know what the stakes are.”  
He whispers into your hair as his smooth head caresses the length of your folds, spreading the wetness in concentric trails along your entrance in preparation for the slow slide of his cock into your body.
Biting onto the sleeve of your kimono to stifle any sound that might give you away, you curse the perfection that was his heat, his length, his girth, his hardness — the entirety of the kitsune that drove you insane with desire.  But more than that, you cursed the way he moved in you now, excruciating in how he timed his strokes to match the rhythm of the banter in the room, using it to mask every slap of flesh against skin, every telltale squelch of arousal being dislodged as you were filled to the brink and emptied, over and over again.
Even the way your nails dug into the tatami sounded unbearably loud, and you had to wonder about the origins of your increased sensitivity.  Was it because of your lover’s effortless knack at teasing every part of your body until the slightest stimulus set it off, or was it because of the thrill of engaging in licentious behaviour in such close proximity to unwitting participants in your game?
I’m not that kind of girl who would ever consider doing such a thing.
You thought back to the times when anything more than a peck on the lips in public made you blush furiously.  But that was five hundred years in the future and way before you met Akechi Mitsuhide, the sneaky tease whom you loved to butt heads with.  He also happened to be the man you would do almost anything for, including taking him up on a bet that you wouldn’t dare to fuck him in every room in Azuchi Castle.  
After checking off Nobunaga’s chambers in the tenshu the previous week, the Main Hall was your second last stop.
You were absolutely incensed when Mitsuhide dragged you behind the screen, the top of your kimono already hanging limply by your waist, suspended only by a quickly loosening obi.  And when Masamune’s uproarious laughter drifted in the direction of the doorway, you hissed into your lover’s amused face:
“I thought you said they weren’t going to hold war council today!”
“I only said I wasn’t going to war council today.  There is a difference, Princess.”
That smirk on his handsome face made you want to slap him and fuck him all at once.
You could’ve chosen to stop: silently straightened up your kimono as you waited for council to adjourn before sneaking out.  Beneath the blaze of your anger however, lust still smouldered, threatening to burst into flame when Mitsuhide reached for you again to pick up where you left off.  And if you were being honest with yourself, the prospect of being caught thrilled you as much as it likely excited him.
“Umph!”
Your accidental transgression jerks you back from your thoughts as you clamp a hand over a mouthful of fabric.  Behind you, an unfazed Mitsuhide continues his languid thrusts, amber eyes flashing with amused mischief.
“Pardon me, Lord Ieyasu, did you have something to add to my report?  I would be most honoured to hear your thoughts!”  
“You must be hallucinating.  I didn’t say a word.”  Ieyasu’s reply is clipped and irritated.
“Oh, I could’ve sworn I heard something.”
“Don’t tell me there are mice!  Have you been sneaking konpeito to eat in your room at night again, Milord!?”  
Hideyoshi’s voice borders on hysterical, and you bite hard on the inside of your cheeks to keep from laughing.  Mitsuhide helps you refocus by delivering a particularly deep thrust to turn laughter into a whimper, his fingers reaching down to rub at just the right frequency to make you temporarily forget about everyone else in the room.
But it was nowhere near enough for you.  The stilted rhythm of your lover’s thrusts had you torturously hovering on the brink of your release, so close one moment and dreadfully far the next.  
So it was that you didn’t spare a second to chastise Mitsuhide when you no longer heard the footfalls of the departing lords, beyond caring about playing into his scheme when you looked back at him pleadingly to give you what you craved.
The glint in his eyes.  The smile that crossed his face before pink tongue peeked out to swipe across that lower lip.  Cocky son of a bitch.
“Guess I’ll oblige you, little mouse.”
You press your forehead to the tatami as your arms give out, your lover driving hard and fast against your backside.  The sensation of him diving deep travelled to the pit of your stomach, so consuming it took you a while to realize you were feeling lightheaded from hyperventilating into the floor.
SMACK!
You gasp as Mitsuhide brings one large hand down onto your ass, the sound echoing throughout the room as he proceeds to rub the reddened flesh, admiring the faint outline of his hand.  The shock jolts your lust-addled brain to attention even as the warmth emanating from the smarting slap makes you clench around him.  
And when you feel him shift behind you to suddenly slide that much deeper, deliberate and precise in how he angled his strokes to hit against that particular spot, you couldn’t care less about the other occupants in the castle as you finally gave voice to your pleasure, crashing down like a tidal wave to destroy any semblance of reason.
With one final thrust, Mitsuhide pulls out, the absence of his body leaving a slight chill on your skin.  However, it is soon replaced by the heat of his release, ragged breaths accompanying irregular spurts that cling to the curves of your buttocks as they drip onto the back of your thighs.
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“So, while I’m nowhere near finished settling the score with you for your little trick today, where to tomorrow?”  You ask with a smirk, satisfaction clearly written on your face as your lover produces a handkerchief to gently wipe you clean.
“Hideyoshi’s chambers.  After all, we have to prove to him that he does have a rodent problem, don’t we little mouse?”
Rolling your eyes, you shoot him an exasperated smile.  For when it comes to teasing, nobody does it better than Akechi Mitsuhide.
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vincentspork · 1 year
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THE PEAK OF RHYTHM GAMING HAS ARRIVED
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vincentspork · 1 year
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I started playing Pop Superstar: Road to Celebrity, a DSiWare game from 2009, tonight since it's a rhythm game and I've been on a kick checking that stuff out recently. God, that game is fucking insane. A Justin Timberlake knockoff named J.P. asked me for $70 in exchange for Industry Pointers so my character had to play a minigame where she flipped burgers, which made her health stat go down, and then J.P. stole the $70 from me and said he was going to use it to buy another private jet. Pretty funny I think
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vincentspork · 1 year
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So, last night I downloaded a bunch of DS rhythm games - mostly ones that had previously fallen under my radar. The issue with the DS' library in particular is that there was just. A lot of shovelware unceremoniously dumped onto it, so while there are a lot of worthwhile games on it a wide range of genres, finding actually, like….y'know…good stuff takes considerable digging. Thankfully, I like digging in the ground for tubers I mean good games
One of the titles I downloaded - and one that I posted about a little bit last night - was Monster Band (released as Music Monstars in Europe). It's an Elite Beat Agents-like, in that you have to hit shrinking targets in time to the music. While the gameplay itself isn't really a whole lot to write home about, the graphics are simple and fun (reminding me more than a little of Gabrielle's Ghostly Groove on the 3DS), and the licensed soundtrack, as stated previously, is fucking bananas. If it had been in production a few years later it would have one hundred percent had an endearingly shitty MIDI of Shakira's Loba in its roster.
Something about this game made it feel like a DSiWare title - it's short, it's simple, but it's so so weird. I think it's definitely worth checking out, if for nothing else than the pure novelty of some of the choice choons in it. It also includes a tool to let you mess around with the digital instruments that the game itself uses for its soundtrack, so that's pretty neat - I'm sure someone more musically-inclined than I could get a lot of use from that; I personally just smashed out the riff of Megalovania on the organ preset and called it a day.
Strangely, Europe got a pretty tonally-appropriate cover, while America got box art that was no doubt intended to confuse parents who kept getting harangued by their kids about the newest Rock Band game:
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The other game I tested out…is…something called Dance: It's Your Stage! Apparently this was a multi-platform release, and while the Wii/PS3/XB3 versions are DDR clones (with the WORST arrow layouts I've ever seen in a game of its ilk. Yippee!!!!!!!!), the DS version is…also an Elite Beat Agents clone, except where Music Monstars was a lesser EBA clone for its lack of variety in its gameplay, this is a lesser EBA clone because it's simply not very good in any capacity, specifically not offering any of the feedback that EBA showcases.
Elite Beat Agents' marble mechanic, where you roll a ball from one marker to another at a consistent tempo so it "lands" in time with the music is by no means my favorite part of the game, but it does work in that game. Each note also plays a sound to let you know that you've hit it on time, but Dance: It's Your Stage has none of this auditory signaling, the marble mechanic confusingly never plays back at a speed that seems to fit the track (which is notable for how often it crops up in the charts), and….ough, the soundtrack.
I kind of knew instinctively that it was royalty-free music. There's nothing wrong with stock music - it's something that a human, somewhere, made. It's admirable. Royalty-free music, by design, however, is kind of made to slot in into the background without calling attention to itself, so it's an extremely odd choice for a rhythm game - none of the tracks are enough to really grab you, and all of the music is around the same middling BPM, so it's hard to convince yourself that there's really anything in the way of diversity in the audio.
Oh wait hold up. Live update while I'm typing this: this game was apparently a tie-in to a reality show that got cancelled after one season for low ratings. That makes sense. Uhh, I dunno, play Ontamarama instead of this. Ontamarama unironically rules.
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vincentspork · 3 months
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oh god when was the last time I went on a rhythm game deep dive. uauauaugughg
Hideboh Tap Dance Hero (Vita, 2014)
Developed by Dorasu, which Segaretro describes as a studio primarily focusing on pachislot games, this is...well, it's technically a licensed game, I guess. The titular Hideboh refers to real-life tapdancer Higuchi Hideyuki, who seems like a cool dude, and I'm not just saying that because his birthday is two days before mine.
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Hideboh Tap Dance Hero is 100% untranslated (and maybe even untranslatable, in terms of its subject matter. Not like, objectionably so, I mean that it's a cyberpunk story where two children are selected to bring a passion for tapdancing back to the masses, which may not have a lot of selling power behind it) but it's still playable with minimal knowledge of Japanese.
Gameplay-wise, it's super intuitive and has a good variety of gameplay mechanics. The music also rocks, but unfortunately the game does feel a little hand-holdy as it makes you rehearse each song before actually letting you play it in full. Still, a decent little game. 1+ for not one, but two funny robots.
Ener-G Dance Squad (Nintendo DS, 2008)
Part of the long-running and dizzyingly-depthed Imagine and/or Sophies Freunde series, Ener-G Dance Squad feels like it's a tie-in for something, as many DS games seemed to be, but as far as I can tell it was its own standalone title. This game's got frutiger metro out the ass. This looks like one of those old ipod commercials. This looks like every girl's magazine cover from the mid-2000s. I realize it's probably mostly nostalgia talking, but the color palette and ugly, blocky, maximalist flourishes really do tick something in my brain.
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The character designs were done by one Gaëlle "Galou" Autin, arguably most known for shaping the visual style of the French cartoon Lolirock, and these character designs are almost certainly one of the biggest gets this game has.
The gameplay, yeah, it's a more ambitious Elite Beat Agents, and it works, there's a lot that clicks kinetically, but I mostly stuck around to see the next character pop up in the campaign.
Oh, and the music is kind of okay, too - could have used a few more songs, as much of the soundtrack is centered around rearranging the same tune - but as strange as it is, I ended up sinking more time into this than Hideboh. I mean, Hideboh doesn't have a part where one of the enemy characters makes the screen go black and forces you to play the chart entirely by sight instead of sound, does it? Didn't think so.
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vincentspork · 1 year
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Ok Dance Floor DS and DJ Star do both source their covers from the same....label, I guess. Fun trivia!!!
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