Betrayal At Club Low

Fantastically unique character building RPG with excellent art direction and sound. The scene composition, the lighting, the music, and the writing culminate together to create a striking treat for the senses. The "found asset" vibe of the models only enhances the aesthetic and intentional disorientation at play. My first playthrough took about 3.5 hours, but there's a lot of replay value here.

This is a bit of a litmus test for your taste in games. Are you the kind of person that cares about graphics? Maybe you think this looks like a bit of an asset flip with a coat of neon paint? How about this: this game uses the aesthetic of an asset flip to get away with some really cool visual storytelling. Think of it as an impressionist painting: things look striking and strange to draw your attention to something. For example, you talk to a security guard. The guy is almost twice your size - literally: the proportions are the same, but the model is scaled 2x. This would look weird with a different art style, but here it looks natural. Or all the bizarre animations that represent your character's actions. Making pizza looks like you're a DJ, mixing tunes over a console. Dancing looks like it'd barely be physically possible, all the while your character's facial expression is stone cold. Weird? Or genius, and using surreal imagery to tell a surreal story? Honestly, the story is not that surreal when you break it down; but the way its told very much is. It's a vibe, first and foremost. There really are no rules, you can't plan for anything; just go in and roll the pizza dice. Here we go. Mixing dat pie on the rectangular dough, just like my Grandma used to make, even though she couldn't even pronounce the word "pizza" correctly. That's the focken stuff. The pie is even called the Grandma. Get outta my head you miscreant; actually, never mind, make yourself at home. Let's vibe through this laser trap via the power of [i]music[/i], man. Showing my dance moves to the crowd, my dazzling blue coat dripping with red pizza sauce. The DJ's name is Chad Blueprint? Pffff. You're a blueprint alright, but the Chad? That's me. Mozzart of the Mix. Putting Mozarella on the disks, spinning my pizzas while your mom watches as I drive YOUR crowd wild. What's that, I'm an undercover agent? Bro, the only cover I'm under is the cover of the absolute AURA of my durian pizza. That's right brudd. You thought pineapple pizza is a blasphemy? Get ready for some durian on that slice, and you will love it. And don't even think of throwing it into the trash: I've already merged my consciousness with the security system, I see your every move. Big Mo is Big Less now. This is my turf. They call me Napalmeon, cuz I spit the fire of revolution. You ain't got shizz bro, the crowd is on my side. I really needed to play this. Only 3 hours, but what a freaking blast it was. Made my weekend, hell, my entire week. You bet I'm gonna spin a homemade pie this Friday. But, uh, I'll stick with the pineapple, thanks. [url=https://store.steampowered.com/curator/42922988/]I am, in fact, this unhinged, occasionally[/url]

Considering how full this games is of nonsense (and I say that full of love for nonsense!) it is surprising how much sense this short story makes. Also special mention for the soundtrack, I accidentaly found the perfect background music for concentrated working :D