so, this game affected me in a really weird way. at first it was a game of resource management, carefully making sure you had enough fuel to reach the surface, enough ore to buy fuel, and enough money to upgrade your pod to be better at these thing. but pretty quickly i got a feel for it and reached the endgame (the bottom of the world) and came to the decision that to truly beat the game, i would clear out the entire mineable area. I would start the game, fully upgrade my pod, and set about the task of drilling strait down, column by column emptying the playable space, until i miss-calculated a fall or ran out of fuel and id start over again. it functioned as a time sink. something to keep the motor functions par of my brain satisfied while i listened to music or podcasts or something. but over time something started to change. i started thinking about my character. i imagine a little man in a pod, desperately trying to feed his machine enough fuel to survive another day. and over time i started to realize, i was gonna ruin out of materials to mine. i was in a system with an incredibly finite amount of energy, and once i finished this, that'd be it. id just be left to wait out the clock, slowly spending my savings on fuel until id eventually suffocate in a cold, metal box. and, it got to me. this game accidentally made me feel more emotions than any piece of media i have ever consumed. i felt helpless, in a very familiar way. Ive been thinking about the end a-lot lately. ive imagined the final days on earth, knowing that Im one of the last people left. all the cities have gone silent, all the houses on my street are empty. im alone. and for some reason this has been, while horrifying, also strangely comforting. i imagine its cold. its been raining. everything is grey with a slight blue shade, all the plants are green. concrete and hills alike are being eroded. humanity has gone out not with a bang, but with a long, slow whisper. its quiet. thats how this game makes me feel, not in visuals, but in spirit. running out the clock, looking for a good place to die.
these are how it sounds
so ah... thanks i guess?
