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Criteria | Rank | Score* | Raw Score |
Innovation/Creativity - الابداع | #45 | 1.857 | 1.857 |
Presentation - مظهر اللعبة | #52 | 1.571 | 1.571 |
Overall | #52 | 1.571 | 1.571 |
Fun Factor/Enjoyment - عامل التسلية والاستمتاع | #52 | 1.429 | 1.429 |
Theme Harness - استخدام موضوع الزنقة | #54 | 1.429 | 1.429 |
Ranked from 7 ratings. Score is adjusted from raw score by the median number of ratings per game in the jam.
كيف استخدمت (سخرت) موضوع الزنقة في لعبتك؟
used the subject to flip the camera position and
هل أنشأت غالبية الرسومات خلال زنقة الالعاب؟
all my art
هل أنشأت غالبية الموسيقى خلال زنقة الالعاب؟
no, i outsourced it
:هل استخدمت مصادر خارجية للعبتك، اذكرهم هنا
yes but i dont remeber them due to tight time
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it is literally the same game that you made in the previous Zanga, the only difference is the art, do better
Nice Game. can you rate my game :)
Play this while reading ^ (Start at 0:48) for best expierence
This game, my raison d'être, is the beacon of truth that pierces through the haze of this bewildering world, illuminating my path with unwavering clarity. In this cacophony of trivialities that often consume our existence, we lose sight of the profound treasures that lie hidden within. Before I stumbled upon "Racing from Beneath," my soul languished in the depths of despair, teetering on the precipice of surrender. Yet, as the allure of this digital realm embraced me, a metamorphosis took hold, altering the very fabric of my being.What began as a modest pastime burgeoned into an insatiable obsession, as I raced tirelessly through the virtual landscapes. And when the sands of time whispered their secrets, I was astounded to discover that I had ascended to a realm of unimaginable wealth, crowned the wealthiest being to ever tread this earth. Tears of unabated bliss streamed down my face, washing away the melancholy that had clung to my spirit for ages untold. In that ephemeral moment, the ancestral echoes of my lineage, long departed, reverberated with life once more, and even my father—oh, wondrous miracle—reappeared, finally returning with the elusive milk!
To the visionary creator of this exquisite marvel, I humbly extend my deepest gratitude from the unfathomable depths of my heart. No words can suffice to repay the debt I owe for the profound transformation you have bestowed upon me. Forever indebted, I shall carry your gift with me, a testament to the incandescent power of your creation.