Live Laugh and Eat Brains

A game is in the works...

Here is some ambience to go with the scene.

And no one can stop me!1!

They are all getting the character development, none shall be spared...

You blink - BOOM! - leg gone

You sniff - BOOM! - blinded by their hubris

You cough - BOOM! - only glimmers of their consciousness remain while their body moves without their input

One of the ingredients was expired.

It is nice to have a spider that protects me from spring ants. It deserves some praise... I would even let it stay, nonetheless, I need to clean up this corner.

Looking closer, this looks like some sort of battle field... Why are there burn marks?...

Not my friends, not my family, not even my loved ones ( whatever love means ). I don't understand the feeling... I can remember them, but no filling stirs up my body. My heart does not flinch, no tears fall off my tears... I feel like something was taken away from me yet I feel no regret nor anger to get back what was lost.

I would like to know how it feels to miss someone.

I cry to the people who passed away, not because they are no longer with me. I've stayed one night, little as I was, feeling the dread that I'll be nothing one day. No-one will remember me and so I've created countless lives to drown that sorrow... the uneasiness that the lifeless people give to me. All is finite, stories are plenty... but I will never feel that I miss someone. I cry to the dead not because I will never see them, I cry because they remind me that I have such little time to do everything I planned to do.

I like spending time with my close friends, interacting with them and have the best time that we could. In that moment all is calm and well, blissful is the mind... as tomorrow comes, you still have to worry.