RandaxKull's Comments

These cubes appear to be happier than Happy Cube Idle.

Happy Cube is not happy, just indifferent. Perhaps someday he will find an upgrade that allows him to experience it, but today... it's just more metal.

So, after xenoxegintillion comes infinity, then kiloinfinity, megainfinity, gigainfinity.... Infinity kinda lost it's meaning here.

This soundtrack is sending me a very clear message to CALM DOWN.

You can scroll the loading screen.

After weeks of time spent, the game just decides to change the background for no reason and drop the framerate like a lead brick. I guess I'm done here.

Depressed Cube knows that, with all those gunners, he could end it anytime. Unfortunately, his programming doesn't allow that, so now he's even more depressed.

Back today for another session of Marvin the Paranoid Android Idle.

Welcome to 1,000 Yard Stare Cube Idle. Happiness has left this place.

Apparently there's a huge difference between 10.00e40 and 1.00e41.

The save function worked this time. Will it work next time? Find out on the next Dragon Ball Z!

Lost my first 5k RP because the save function doesn't actually save anything.

This cube is never happy. It's all a lie.

Progression is extremely slow. Nothing is worth what you pay for it, and that's before we even get into the absolute scam of a shop. I wanted to like this game, but after a week I see how insane that would be.

SCV reportin' fer duty!

I understand it's an idle game, but man... there's just not a lot to do.

Food comes from... embryos? I already don't like where this is going.

Don't forget to hit the save button. I could have sworn this game auto-saves, but apparently not.

I'm seriously dismayed at the lack of sound in a lot of games since the advent of idle/clicker/incremental games. That's not to say the game is bad or anything, but I have trouble getting interested in a silent game enough to be able to form an opinion on it in the first place. Perhaps that's just me, but I doubt it.

I'm just trying to imagine a group of murderhobos monotonously chanting "Hurka Frukka Ding Donk Pancakes" as they reverently launch my corpse at a flock of ducks under the holy light of the Moldy French Fry.