Another day, another team getting locked into their own spawn room. But with a little perseverance, smarts, and a bunch of caffeine, they just might make it out of there before the game's over. But not without dying. A lot.

Music's in the credits. Ask for a song name anyway and I will eat your family.



FUCK that took a while. After 15 months, on and off, from middle of March last year to today, it's going to feel really weird not having this iron in the fire anymore. I do have a certain other filmrelated ambition I plan on tackling, but my coughpunctual upload schedule is already such that you probably won't even notice any discrepancy.