Games, albums, novels... And so few of them completed. I call this creative procrastination, and it makes me sad.
Writing hoplessly bad code and neverending stories in bed at impossible hours instead of just sleeping.
Seriously, why are you still here? You surely have better things to do. If not, please play my games or listen to my stuff.
My website is great to waste your time and forget how lucky you are compared to people dying of starvation in poor contries.
Well, sort of. I still have to make a game using a gamepad, since I am mostly into interactive fiction at the moment.
I make various music under various monikers. I cannot play an instrument properly, so it is mostly electronic music.
Loves cat turd and anything supposedly non-edible.
Good at making disgusting noises, farting, surprise licking, and sleeping where he's not supposed to.
Loves to turn furnitures over. Hates cats.
Good at simulating sudden death. Prone to thump very loudly with her foot, especially when a cat is in sight.
From my Steam library. I like to pretend it is because I make games instead.
This is an average estimation. The rest is probably beer and trixels.
On a daily basis, the only moment I am not on line is probably when I sleep.
Animals are my friends, except maybe mosquitoes. I do not eat my friends.
lectrowho? I bet he's an average white male cis wanker who makes bad choice-based interactive fiction to pretend he's original.
lectronice is the death of parser games. He uses tools for idiots, can't code, can't spell, and add multimedia to injury.
Video game are not art. Video games are a medium. Art is what you can make with a medium. lectronice ovbiously has no idea what he's doing.
Seriously, what the fuck is this? These shitty chillout noises and ambient glitches sound worse than dubstep. I like the drugs references though.
There is probably something you will like, since you made it so far.
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