/vr/ - Retro Games

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'Easy enough', you stutter to yourself. Open the .wad file. Set some values. Add some shit. Put more monsters in. Play some music while you do it. Maybe have dinner as you do so. Spaghetti with meatballs.

Then you find yourself unhappy with the map. You begin contemplating scraping the gun altogether. At what point did this come to happen you don't know. How could you have known. How could anyone have known.

You delete the map. A fit of improper disgust, agitation and hate inbound. A violent press of a button and it's gone. You export the PNG sprite files onto your desktop. You touch them up. The process is slow and painful, you've developed carpal tunnel. You freak out, this has never happened to you before, not ever, not now. Oh god. You startle and quickly get up from your desk chair. You stumble the table slightly, but that's more than enough strenght to cause your carefully fixed dinner to spill over.

The spaghetti, the meatballs, the tomato sauce. It's dead. How could you.
No.
You awkwardly direct your view towards your now wasted eats.
You are aware you are but the husk of a man.

'That's okay. I-I can make this work' you mutter to yourself, in a perhaps somewhat helpful sense of delusional optimism. You can't. A quick glance at the walls show all the textures used have begun looking strange to you somehow. You feel dreaded. This can't be. You hover your mouse over the .wad files to open your 3 weeks worth of work and labor of love. You feel a cold, sharp wind run through your spine.

The walls. The ceilings. The floors. The buttons. Lights. Lifts. Doors. The grating. The glowing sectors.

FIREBLU.

FIREBLU, everywhere.