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[hybridification]

Okay, so I totally get that some of you are turning into horrific monsters hellbent on murdering everyone. And like, I feel super bad for you and I hope that gets fixed.

But guys, I finally managed to figure out Hope's OS and I coded Pong!

[File Attachment: rhy5_1s_gr8.exe]

You can download and play it on your phones. I just finished an option that lets you change the color of your paddles and I'm working on a multiplayer so you can link up to your friends and play against them. Maybe someday we can have tournaments!

And uh... yeah, sorry about the whole cannibalism thing. That really sucks.

Comments

[notjustinthemirror]

Well it was worth a try.

Can I beat it or does it just get infinitely harder?

[hybridification]

There's not really a difficulty curve. I can program the AI to block every shot, but a beatable game is kind of hard. I managed to dumb it down but the other version will barely hit the thing twice before it lets you win.

It's a work in progress, though. Suggestions appreciated!

[notjustinthemirror]

Hey at least it's something to do.

I don't sleep so I have loads of time to kill. Never thought it would be bouncing a ball around on my phone, but then none of this is really expected.

[hybridification]

That's why I made it.

Also, any bugs or anything weird you might find- just let me know, and I'll take care of them.

[notjustinthemirror]

Uh-huh. I'm onto you. We can't get away so you're got infinite free beta testers.

[hybridification]

You've foiled my evil plot to- uh.

[Pause.]

-provide you with entertainment?

[notjustinthemirror]

Hey there's some sinister shit out there.

[Alas his canon predates free to play micro-transaction games so he can't make that joke.]

You're not phishing out our credit card numbers?

[hybridification]

Weeeeeell.

[Hesitate for dramatic effect.]

If you want to give me your social security number, I won't complain.

[notjustinthemirror]

Sure thing. And then you can apply for all the mortgages you want.

[hybridification]

Somehow, I don't think the housing market is super stable in murdercaves.

[notjustinthemirror]

Well better to get in on the ground floor before venture capitalists start gentrifying the place.

[hybridification]

God forbid they start yarn-bombing the arena.

[Truly, a fate worse than death.]

[notjustinthemirror]

Just wait till they're outside it protesting the needless slaughter of monsters. Yeti will become a protected species.

[hybridification]

[He sighs, resigned.]

I guess it's for the best that we're all turning into monsters and murdering one another. Better than the alternative.

[notjustinthemirror]

It could always be worse I suppose.

[Worse in this case being people asking him to make small-batch craft brews.]