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Read More We regret to inform you…dedicated to altered & alternative game experiences
Sorry I couldn’t care less about whether theygave DOOM Guy tits. I was cryingon the doorframe because my granddad had to lend me 20 quid.
Read More We regret to inform you…In response to abusive working conditions at games studios worldwide, specifically to recent reporting about the conditions at Activision Blizzard.
Read More A Statement: Do and Demand Better. Now.The thing about neurodivergence is that people really like to point out when you’re doing something differently. To the Moon is about being on the receiving end of that.
Read More To the Moon: humiliating a Neurotypical wifeguy into happiness.the history of the Olympic Games is one of white supremacy, from overt symbols, to the continued application of eugenics in athletics.
Read More The Olympics as White Supremacist Game DesignA poetic response to Jamie Jancović’s A Woman on the Internet (or, The Eternal Scream), hosted on The White Pube for Jancovic’s residency in June 2021.
Read More Screaming. Response to: A Woman on the Internetconfusion, animation styles and artistic experience in a forgotten game experiment
Read More A Short Piece On Short Peace: Ranko Tsukigime’s Longest DayInterview with Taylor Swietanski, creator of the acclaimed experimental adventure game THAT NIGHT, STEEPED BY BLOOD RIVER, about music, making games and looking to the past.
Read More Interview: Taylor Swietanski, creator of ‘THAT NIGHT, STEEPED BY BLOOD RIVER’A fun toolset for making worlds in 3D using the assets and functions from the games of Kate Barrett.
Read More GlitchOut GameTools: Kate LabsSinging the praises of clay, genderqueer, private investigators everywhere.
Read More Dominique Pamplemousse, My HeroSilk wrapped around a handle, in the wild mint sprigs of a satellite’s eye cracking sound. little itty bitty spark makes the sweet sweat smell. freshly bound. and out thirteen weeks now. have you calcified a new disc yet? disc. digital ingestion of stored cubits. like licking the shiny bits.
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