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illucescoWHO: Noctis Lucis Caelum Cameron and you!
WHERE: posting this from his cozy Midtown apartment.
WHEN: 4:46 AM on January 5th.
WHAT: time to show off a fishing game.
WARNINGS: possible mentions of parental death and grief and bad coping mechanisms. fish pictures in the links provided.
[Sometime in the early, early morning, before sunrise, a new video post hits the network. Unlike most video posts, however, this one is clearly not real: instead, it's a sloppily-made game trailer, the camera slowly panning across a variety of lovingly-rendered landscapes, from a beautiful coastline to a peaceful reservoir in a forest to a somewhat foggy lake at nighttime. Then the camera pans to a cartoonishly-rendered young man with a little crown on his head, at odds with his puffer jacket and otherwise casual get-up, drifting past on a little rowboat with a fishing rod in his hand.
For a few seconds, all seems peaceful. Then his fishing line jerks, and the little fisher prince sits up fast (with an exclamation point popping into existence over his head) and starts to frantically reel in a fish. He reels with all his might, the boat swaying dangerously as he does so, and then pulls the rod back and—voila! A big fish flies out of the water, and the scene freezes in the midst of this triumph as the title fades in beside the little prince:
Fishing Fantasy.
After the trailer ends, there's just some text right underneath it that reads:]
ama about my new fishing game. wasn't going to reveal it until march when i'd gotten the mechanics down better, but this app wouldn't get off my work computer until i posted something so. hi.
WHERE: posting this from his cozy Midtown apartment.
WHEN: 4:46 AM on January 5th.
WHAT: time to show off a fishing game.
WARNINGS: possible mentions of parental death and grief and bad coping mechanisms. fish pictures in the links provided.
[Sometime in the early, early morning, before sunrise, a new video post hits the network. Unlike most video posts, however, this one is clearly not real: instead, it's a sloppily-made game trailer, the camera slowly panning across a variety of lovingly-rendered landscapes, from a beautiful coastline to a peaceful reservoir in a forest to a somewhat foggy lake at nighttime. Then the camera pans to a cartoonishly-rendered young man with a little crown on his head, at odds with his puffer jacket and otherwise casual get-up, drifting past on a little rowboat with a fishing rod in his hand.
For a few seconds, all seems peaceful. Then his fishing line jerks, and the little fisher prince sits up fast (with an exclamation point popping into existence over his head) and starts to frantically reel in a fish. He reels with all his might, the boat swaying dangerously as he does so, and then pulls the rod back and—voila! A big fish flies out of the water, and the scene freezes in the midst of this triumph as the title fades in beside the little prince:
Fishing Fantasy.
After the trailer ends, there's just some text right underneath it that reads:]
ama about my new fishing game. wasn't going to reveal it until march when i'd gotten the mechanics down better, but this app wouldn't get off my work computer until i posted something so. hi.
