Thursday, July 19, 2007

The Hiatus

We're not dead. Well, Roger is, but dark magicks and the preservative powers of budget gin keep him amongst us.

We've not stopped work on the game. Well, we have a bit, but we'll be back, just as soon as Simon, Roger and Dave have finished work on the utterly top-secret 'Operation S'.

Until then, move along, nothing to see here.

Friday, June 22, 2007

The very, very bottom just got scraped through

Following our policy of entering every game development competetion we come across, I can only assume that we're going to have to enter the Doritos contest, and come up with a Doritos-themed game. Here's my attempt:

"It's Christmas Eve, 2110. The President's daughter has been kidnapped by lactose-intolerant separatists. It's up to you to get her back, fighting the only way you know how - by rubbing the inevitable sticky buildup of saliva, whey powder, hydrogenated milk powder and processed semi-digestible cheese-like product that comes from eating Cool Original Flavour DoritosTM into their their corneas. Show those cheese-fearing terrorists the true power of DoritosTM!"

I think it's in the bag.

No pun intended. I'm sorry.

Sunday, June 17, 2007

A Change of Direction

Due to commercial pressures, development on Cuchulainn has been diverted towards a more mainstream project, a witch molestation game. All assets will transfer to Emo Boy Touching Fringe Surprise Yes! Is go!. Out in Japan and rural America this summer.

No, we actually did some work.

Thursday, June 14, 2007

There will be a test

A few facts about Monkey Butler:-

    The official drink of Monkey Butler is the Daquiri.

    The official language of Monkey Butler is Tagalog, though none of us speak it.

    The official revenant of Monkey Butler is the zombie (old-fashioned voodoo sort, not the fancy modern superscience sort).

    The official emotion of Monkey Butler is blind panic.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Look what we did!

And here's what we submitted? Deserving of praise or prison? You judge, dial 0890 555 120 to imprison D, for R dial 0932318, you can't imprison katie; she drew this stuff.

Tiny Rats!

Small enough to fit inside a man's veins!

We just posted our entry for the XNA UK developer's competition. Roger congratulates us on this:


eleventh hour howlings

"...Big fucking crows!"

just Big. Fucking. Crows.