PERPETUAL SMARM.

No that's giving me too much credit. I actually have no fucking idea what i'm doing with this blog. Hey speaking of I never spoke to how this blog all started. So many years back when we weren't quite as comfortable being an abject fucktard in pupblic yet, I was thinking to myself, hey we should make some promo material! 

And in doing that I was just jotting some thoughts down on where this game came from and some scattered thoughts and once I started going it just started growing and growing and before I knew it I had written this entire sort of manifesto of game creation that I had no idea WTF to do with. I guess we just needed to vent, I guess you could say SeaCrit is our own sort of coping session where we just vent and scream into the void.

So that's where the rant came from that exists deep in a seacrit area in SeaCrit. And since that wasn't enough for our insufferable arse we just vent thoughts from time to time in this blog space..

I know we're just speaking to a wall. But what else can we do?

Is there a dialogue on the ethics of gamedev to be a part of? Is there a town hall? Is there a petition to sign a vote to be had?

Supposedly we live in these "Democracies", but fuck if I ever voted on anything that ever meant fuck all in my life.

Seems more like some disheveled zombie that watches too many tik toc videos is at the wheel.

NOTHING makes any fucking sense any more in this world. No one is even TRYING to make any fucking sense.

It's like this entire industry is one giant deer in the headlight. Just total fucking shock at how horrible things have gotten, how badly things have festered.

And it doesn't inspire confidence.

Anyhow, I startedt his blog just wanting to do a little yapping on what we should get to work next.

I find that the first step to getting out of the depths of burnout and despair is to pump yourself up thinking of something exciting to work on. And the more experienced you become, the more roadblocks will pop up and nag at you "You better not! You better tackle this first!" And that's a good thing, you know what to hunker down and solve some annoying thing that's preventing other things from shining, or get a foundation totally up and running before you devote too much time to it.

So right now, there are some roadblocks stopping me from wanting to get back t o work on the project, as well as being sleep deprived, so i popped some melatonin and hoping I can get this blog done before I zonk out, if I'm lucky enough to zonk out.

We have to get the auto bite systm more polished and feeling good. We need to do a pass on all major abiltiy force and recoil values, esepecially combo attacks. We meed tp start settomg up some ergonomic little sectoins of ocean where we can start throwing together some decent enough spawn areas and shops and stuff.

And that's about it for the short term.

Kinda terrified once we do those things the game still won't be fun, but whatever.

I don't know WTF yesterday way. I legit just needed some time to fill so the body of the text would line up with the song coming online, and being a heavy song I kinda overindulged and forgot we were trying to get back to "NOT CRAZY MODE" so maybe our lifes work won't get flushed into the dirt and we went kinda overboard.

Nothing I say here will remedy the fact that we typed that shit up, YEESH. BUT WHAT A FUCKING BANGER XD

Rofl, I'm always somewhere between, "YOU IDIOT ASSHOLE WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!?" and "Holy shit what  a banger that blog was ysteerday!"

I dunno, maybe this blog ends up being the thing that somehow draws attention to the project, maybe it ends up the thing that keeps up perpetually in the cold of this cave.

Who the fuck knows?
Least we're putting it all on the fucking line and being real unlike most the cowards in this industry. A bit of that is healthy. But I will admit we're being  a bit indulgent.

We've gone a bit feral over the past decade being outside of captivity for so long and seeing civiliztion fall to ruin, what can ya do?

So yeah, that's about it.. Dreading getting back to work because this is work I don't want to work on, but its important our head is clear as we're already burned out enough, don't need that extra weight on our shoulders as we try to feel out experimental setups which can be very draining.

So yeah, that's it. More whip lash ping ponging all over the place manically shifting form just hoping so badly for some allotment of salvation over all these years. It is what it is.