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Tabata, you are an emoticon addict!

Nice one Ponch! Creed, is it possible to have a status report?

Other than not having the ability for polls and queued posting I don't see a problem.

To be honest I think it's ok. The first video looks good and with polish I wouldn't mind playing it - however it's the other elements that bring it down, like mentioned before spelling/grammar which can be corrected last-minute anyway, and lack of a streamlined interface.

Was it removed, or was it silenced?

That was very interesting. Consider yourself subscribed

*wonders whether Kelma will ever come back*

That reminds me, Questionable never came back either

Cool

Now I'm looking forward to it.

Sorry to hear about that

Am I the only one to recognise the links with Illuminati mind control and establishment of New World Order?

The game begins in Westfield. A perfect town by all accounts. The town centre has many thriving shops, but the lack of distinguishing trade names suggests they have been set up by the government as standard utility shops for the public. Also notice the lack of traffic on the road. This definitely means a curfew is in effect. So we can rightly assume the author is sowing yet another seed of disillusion in the masses, now through another medium. You've seen it on state TV, in pop-culture, in films, and now it comes to adventure games. Perhaps Westfield epitomises the Illuminati's ideal town - a model town that symbolises the New West? (It is after all Westfield).

And don't let the lack of police presence fool you. Between the "shop" and "takeaway", a wide-angle lens camera and microphone films and records everything that's going on. A maneuverable turret gun designed for crowd suppression is also disguised as a red postbox. It is a perfect town, providing you play by the rules.

The game also has heavy connotations with Illuminati mind control. The title intrigues me. "It's my life!" Or is it? Is it the life I've been forced to lead by the government? How do I know my whole life doesn't ride on the existence of a micro chip in my brain, with the government (ie the player) pulling the strings and controlling my every action? For all we know the relocation from "Spain" could be a cover-up on the government's behalf, and instead we have just returned from ten years of grueling state rehabilitation, where our mind was broken and reconstructed in line with Illuminati ideals.

[Atelier]

Atelier

No lie when I say it was a tough choice, but I pick Atelier's too.

I think I pick Atelier too, although all of the entries were totally great! Good work boys! 

I pick Atelier's. Simply fantastic!! 

True, it was a very tough choice, but I vote Atelier too.

1st April (no joke)

It seems like a winner is emerging already! But we need more votes; there's no reason why each game doesn't get at least one vote from their author If you can take the time to play them, or just remember an entry that really stood out, please vote.

About half way through now. Any takers?

I can imagine being a snake in a shoe shop would be pretty dangerous, I mean, they could be mistaken for a shoe lace and threaded to death in a painful manner

Honest Atelier & Co.

As usual my minimum fee is 1 vote, £10, with a 1500% increase per vote accordingly*. The same applies for de-voting your competitors. In the latter case, just email me your PayPal details and I'll take care of the exchange, so you don't have to! How's that for good service? And for a limited time only, I'll be corrupting the download and vote links of your competitors. A broken download link will cost you £51 for 24 hours **.

Honest Atelier & Co: service with a smile! (and a smokin' Chicago piano)

* Reading this small print has legally bound you into paying for 3 votes, or I cannot protect you from masked men with bats wrapped in barbed wire.
** The twenty four hours will begin roughly one second after the closure of voting.

[MAGGIES 2010]

MAGGIES 2010

Well, in the overlapping handover I forgot to hold Maggies - the round-up of all the year's entries! So forget your economic meltdown (aka credit crunch, bankers' crisis etc). It's what's happened here that counts! Last year under King Dualnames we got twenty eight entries over twelve months, a few of which went through to grabbing awards quite recently!

So, I'll cut the spiel and let you get down to voting. You can see an alternative overview of the list HERE.

The way you vote is up to you. As always, it's not about the best coded, or the best graphics, but about the game that you enjoyed the most.



For voting please visit the MAGS site or make your choice right here:

Ocean Spirit Dennis Gets Textual by ddq	[DOWNLOAD]
Don't Look! by Tamanegi	[DOWNLOAD]
Dacey in the Dark - Prelude by mode7	[DOWNLOAD]
Next to Evil by joelphilippage	[DOWNLOAD]
Call Me George by LUniqueDan	[DOWNLOAD]
Abduction by mode7	[DOWNLOAD]
Little Simulated People by OneDollar	[DOWNLOAD]
Robolution by tzachs	[DOWNLOAD]
Tale by Calin Leafshade	[DOWNLOAD]
Kitten Adventures by Tijne	[DOWNLOAD]
Wall-E: The Fan Game by markbilly	[DOWNLOAD]
Vector Vendetta by Radiant	[DOWNLOAD]
The Parrot Snatchers by Grim	[DOWNLOAD]
Living Nightmare: Endless Dreams by Domithan	[DOWNLOAD]
Head Over Heels by cat	[DOWNLOAD]
Aidas Strange Christmas by King_wiking	[DOWNLOAD]
Snakes Of Avalon by Ascovel - Baron	[DOWNLOAD]
Space Pool Alpha by SteveMcCrea	[DOWNLOAD]
Hard Space: Conquest of the Gayliks by ProgZmax	[DOWNLOAD]
Eternally Us by Calin Leafshade and Ben304	[DOWNLOAD]
Dead Pixels by Chicky	[DOWNLOAD]
Dead Hand by Limping Fish	[DOWNLOAD]
AlphaBeta by Crimson Wizard	[DOWNLOAD]
AGS Footballer Tech Demo by tzachs	[DOWNLOAD]
This odd Feeling by Wyz	[DOWNLOAD]
The Secret of Chunky Salsa by Vukul	[DOWNLOAD]
The Quest For The Holy Salsa by tzachs	[DOWNLOAD]
Shades of Greye by discordance	[DOWNLOAD]

Please vote only once and be sure to have played all games before sending your voice! Good luck to all participants



I'll keep voting open until a clear winner is decided! (and/or people get annoyed with yet another thread kicking about on C&A). Well... here's hoping for another seven hundred Maggies! Adios!

Out there, by the small patch of marigolds I planted last winter (which was terribly ill-advised from a botanical perspective) there was something horrible!

It was horrible!

So was it like... a mint cornetto?

[always]

Being delusional is not fun. When I was little my parents used to feed me Calpol by the spoonful when I felt ill. Unfortunately they didn't realise it always made it worse, until I was too old for that stuff. I got some terrible hallucinations from it, which is absolutely terrifying for a child. Most of the time I didn't remember my hallucinations, as I was after all sleep-walking at the same time. But sometimes they were so real it drove me insane. I've tried to capture some of the hallucinations I had.



Marionette

It was an average Tuesday. I called in sick, quite truthfully this time, because I was feeling terrible. On the Sunday I started noticing a terrible headache, and uncontrollable spasms in my arms and legs. On the Monday it got worse. At lunchtime I went to the car park for a good smoke to clear my head. I took out a cigarette, but my right hand refused to light it. It lolled there motionless, like a puppet with its strings cut. I put it down to repetitive strain injury from using a bloody mouse all day.

I decided to take the quick route home (I purposefully take the long route so I can see the cute girl at the coffee stand). Half-way my vision blurred while I was driving. I felt so tired. So sleepy. I let my arms do the driving while I took a nap.

***

I woke up at 3am in my bed. I sat up, delirious for a moment; then it hit me like a train what had happened. I had actually driven myself home while I was sleeping. I had dressed myself, made dinner, watched TV, while all the while my conscious self was in a state of coma. At that moment I felt scared. Not at the oddness of it all, but at the blackness of my room. The darkness had invisible eyes, the walls had ears, watching me and listening to my rattling breaths. The blackness was chaotic, crushing, like I was at the bottom of the ocean where unseen malice lurks.

In an audible whimper of fear I jumped out of bed and ran towards the light switch. The light gave me no satisfaction - it made it worse. Suddenly, the hallucinations came like the twisted words of the Devil. I began to feel my skin bubbling; insects were hatching in my flesh, and the floor was lava before my eyes, tossing the chairs and desk around on its swells, and the walls were covered in buttons. Tiny, round red buttons. I broke to my knees and wept like a woman, physically tortured by their beady stares. My skull strained with blood and I felt every limb and orifice of my body cascade with hot sweat.

I ran. The door of the spare room opposite was open. I crashed through; anything to escape.

Candles in brackets on the wall cast a mockery of light. It wasn't warm, or homely, or romantic... but cold as a steel blade, and it pierced my eyes like poisonous fangs. In the gloom on the far side I saw five large sacks dangling from the ceiling, like gigantic bats.

But they were not bats. They were human corpses. Strung up on rusty chains with barbed hooks bursting through their ankles. Their heads were smashed like coconuts and out of the mess of hair and brains dripped blood, red-silver in the candlelight, and slowly it drip, dripped into metal buckets below. They were being bled like pigs in a slaughterhouse. And they were still alive. They flailed like maggots on a fisherman's hook, and grated their chains, a sound so terrible it bored into my skull. They didn't scream. They had no heads.

I stood there, watching the writhing corpses, the blood rippling like sweet wine in the buckets before my eyes, and there was no escape, no escape, no escaping what we had done...

I use a different method. You can see it just by looking at the source code for the webpage.