Player 2 is a game about conflict and healing by Lydia Neon.
Why Try It: Example of a game that centers “exoludic” player experience (that is, interactions which take place outside of the game’s programmed rules structure); can be a difficult but helpful experience for the player in voicing feelings around unresolved interpersonal conflict.
Time: Ten minutes.
How to Play: Use the mouse to click links and the keyboard to enter information into the text fields. At any time, you can click the “esc” link at the bottom of the screen to stop playing if you need to.
More Info: Player 2 was made for the “Your Enemies Don’t Have To Die For You To Win” #CreativeConflictJam, an event where participants created games that centered alternative modes of conflict resolution. It was created in Twine, a free tool for creating hypertexts, interactive stories, and text-based games.
Reblogging the shit out of this. Seriously.
This is really, really good. This is like how people tell you to write a letter when you’re angry about something/someone and then don’t mail it, except way, way better. Really feels like an actual dialog.
I. needed. this.
when something simple like this makes you break down and cry, well… this is more cathartic than any unsent letter i’ve ever written.
<3 you all. I’m really happy and overwhelmed that it’s helping people.
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MY MOM JUST TOLD ME TO CREMATE HER AND PUT HER ASHES IN AN HOUR GLASS SO THAT EVEN AFTER SHE’S DEAD AND GONE SHE CAN CONTINUE TELLING ME HOW MUCH TIME I’M WASTING.
i was going to scroll past like “oh no not this again” but then there’s bilbo and i smiled so wide
I WAS SCARED but then it worked out.
me at my highschool reunion
Liana Liberato photographed for Verge Magazine
Jesus Christ. I hope these are legit because some of these are raising FABULOUS questions.
you know, my mom told me that when i was little i used to tell her recurring tidbits of a linear series of events from “when i was older”
she mentioned me pointing an old man and getting really excited and saying “hey that man was my student when i used to teach piano!” in a situation, or saying “you know i like you more than my other mom, she was so mean” and my personal favourite is the one where i said “i used to have a gilrfriend once, you know, we were on my motorcyle and i lost control and fell off a cliff on the roadside, i really hope she’s okay”
Children are scary as fuck.
I need to stay away
Wasn’t there a post going around about how maybe the ‘Light at the end of the Tunnel’ that people go to when they die is the opening of the womb when we’re born? And we gradually forget our previous lives as we grow older? Because that post combined with this post scares the living crap outta me.
Actually read a post not too long ago about memories being passed down genetically. Maybe they were remembering their ancestors memories and acting weird because of it.
do you ever FEEL yourself being annoying but you CAN’T stop
dont worry hes only kidding