WILD CITY

[idolpro]

When the game starts, you find something grabbing onto your ankle and dragging you under the ballpit until you find yourself sitting on a disco floor platform with your team. It is only being held up by eleven balloons.

You make decisions on a cool arcade machine where you can SELECT A TEAM'S BALLOON. If a character is blind or has no hands or smth, you can assume things can be read to you and you can automatically pick through your speech. Thanks, Alexa.

If you look over the platform, you can see a lot of sparkling rainbow spikes below.

Comments

[undressedforsuccess]

I know you're not wrong.

[fullbodied]

Ugh, this whole thing's just bullshit. I fucking hate it.

[undressedforsuccess]

Yeah, that's why we're gonna eat our feelings.

I want a strawberry tart.

[fullbodied]

Eat our feelings and be rude as hell to all those desserts.

[undressedforsuccess]

. . .

Hey, our Live––does it say it's gotta be people we're taunting? 'Cause we could be rude as hell to those desserts and make some points off'a it if not.

[fullbodied]

I dunno. Worth trying, y'know.

I would be rude as hell to some desserts. Let 'em know what I really think.

[undressedforsuccess]

Hell yeah. Strawberries have no business being so damn delicious.