from Tomiro's Book : Tuesday 12:th of Yani 2049
Tonight you finally dare to visit your neighbor appartment, one floor below, which lies mysteriously abandoned since 2019. It's smell of melted vinyl records, pizza slices and frozen nintendo, has repeatedly felt haunting. Already nostalgic when humans lived there... On the biggest, flattest screen you've ever seen, this Octopath Traveler makes automatic dialogues. Eight characters wanders through 1988:ish shaped, large pixels of some classical world. We let you play the Huntress with her closest snow-leopard. How cruel does it feel to catch, kill or spiritualize many animals, even gigantic squirrels?! You're still that teddybear-hearted boy - however soldier educated nine months.
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Publicerad 2019-01-13 02:27