Trembling lips quiver, a line of saliva not-so-subtly escaping the corner of your mouth. You inhale deeply as you fork the meat-log, dopamine coursing through your veins as the tension of the outer skin gives way with a delicate POP!, a small geyser of juices bursting forth from the puncture wounds.Decedent... ♫Juicy…♫♫Moist…♫♫♫Meaty…♫♫♫♫Sizzling…♫♫♫♫♫WIENERS!Any civility you may have had at the beginning of this meal is all but lost, the link vanishing within seconds into your salivating oral crevice. You may have been a bit too eager- a HARUMPH of displeasure as you pull the fork from your mouth, brow furrowed- a few

Tired eyes skim the ebony ink pressed into the stark pale page.Another month of treatment. Another unpaid balance. This was not how it was supposed to be. The paper crumbles in your fingers, shoved into a disused pocket covered in lint.However, when an opportunity presents itself…SNAP- the Nitrile gloves sting: A mild reminder of your sins. What you’re doing- you're doing it for HER. Elena won’t ever have to know. Only that her father took care of her when she needed it the most. Less time thinking, more time Cleaning, Kovalsky. A sad smirk crosses your lips as you stand, shouldering

You groan, awakening in a quiet icy cave, the only sound the slow drip of snow melting from the suns direct rays. How did you even end up here? There was… a strange flying….was it a pig you were chasing? No, nooooooo- it couldn’t be. Pigs don’t fly, or have ears THAT big. What WAS real, however, was the VERY large, VERY angry boar who had chased you a good half mile, if not more- ultimately leading to your current situation after an "unfortunate misstep".With a grunt, you pull yourself up. Looking around the cave, glimmering with ice and snow, the hole in the cave ceiling

Darkness.The soft hum of a ships idle system. Your body tingles, pins and needles against your skin- how long has it been since you moved last? Against your better judgment, you will your eyes to open- a hiss escaping your lips as your lids part, the harsh lights burning your sensitive pupils.Inhale- breathe.Your stomach contorts- uneasy. The heavy, putrid smell of rotten meat is mingled with something else. Something almost sickly-sweet, like a thick cherry liqueur. There is an undertone of rotten eggs, and a faint note of garlic. Instinctively you curl your hand into a tight fist, clenching your own

Game Title: Outer WildsDeveloper: Mobius DigitalPublisher: Annapurna InteractiveReview Platform: PC (Steam)Release Date: May 28, 2019Outer Wilds has immediately become one of my favorite games upon completion. In this article, I will explain why I loved this game without really giving the reader any hints about major mechanics, because this is one of those beautifully designed games that you can jump into completely blind and still be able to figure everything out by yourself. However, if you need a little nudge and you're looking for a spoiler-free review of Outer Wilds to get an initial idea about the game, you’ve found it. Keep reading.Wake up...Wake

A sharp crack of thunder pierced the thick, dark veil of clouds, reverberating through the sky as an arc of lightning followed. The lightning illuminated a lone airship, piloted by a fiery-haired dwarf. His gloved fingers tightened on the wheel, the leather squeaking in protest as he struggled to stay on course. In the dim light of the storm, small, black beady eyes peered at him from cages—messenger ravens bristling in protest at their temporary confinement, the supernatural storm permeating the air around them. Another crack of thunder split the sky, sending purple tendrils with white-hot centers crawling through the clouds

The wind whistles past, your armour rattling at the sheer momentum of the descent. Falling…Down… Down… Down… Down… Down… Down… Down…Down… Down… CRACK! A plume of dust and splintered wood, the smell of rot and decay break your fall- if only temporarily- to begin the journey anew. Down… Down…Down...THUD!Your metal casing clatters on the impact- a puff of dust, scattering of stone; the stale stench of death and bleached white bone. Your body aches at the rough departure from above. You’re weak, but far from finished. As you pull yourself up, you hear the nearing clank of steel, the scrape of chalky osseous

The faint flickering of lights, a click- the hiss of hydraulics. Movement. Light. Your eyes blur at the unwelcome invasion of the overhead halogens, your ears sensitive to the high pitched, unearthly buzz they emit. How long has it been? How did you end up here and, more importantly, where IS everyone? Fuzzy halos circle every light source you glimpse at- your body slow to adjust. Sitting up, your bare feet graze the metal floor, recoiling initially at the sharp cold. As your vision clears and the ringing in your ears subsides, it becomes painfully obvious that something has gone horribly,

Where it all began...While it may be his passion, he lacks some skill.Inspired … from failure.Inspired as a young child by your fathers love of being an attempted (and failed) aquarist, you take up the mantle- offering your services not only to your own family and friends, but others in need of your finesse with aquatic life. With a new passion in you set alight- the whole premise of Aquarist unfolds. Take your fathers "passion", and making it your life dream- becoming one of the best and most respected Aquarists known. Humble basement beginnings.Working Your Way UpIn earlier parts of the game,

Moon Studios is a team of developers well-known for their platformer masterpieces Ori and the Blind Forest and its sequel Ori and the Will of the Wisps. So many fans of the Ori games were quite surprised when Moon Studios announced that with their next title No  Rest For The Wicked they are leaving the platformer genre and will test their mettle in the action RPG genre. From a fairytale-like world of Ori, who traversing a charming forest full of beauty, Moon Studios is taking us to the grim island of Isola Sacra, which is riddled with pestilence and where you will have