Sometimes, you get a little glimpse of how you’re perceived by the world. That can be flattering, like when you leave a suicide note and hide in the wardrobe while everyone starts improvising really sweet eulogies over a human beatbox. Then there’s this line of an email, which neatly captures why I was considered appropriate for this review of sci-fi point-and-click adventure game Bik:
“The trailer maybe contains a scene in which an alien uses a machine to force feed poop into a child’s mouth? And you are that child!”
Some games writers focus on social justice, others carve themselves a sex niche. I’m the poop guy. Hi!