![]() ![]() I clicked on it begrudgingly, expecting nothing remotely life-changing and a little annoyed at being caralled into investigating this, but unable to repress my human curiosity.īut, unbelievably, the title proved true, both for me and Markiplier himself. He put out a video that had a clickbait title: THIS GAME WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE. Anyway, you all know I’m an aficionado of games, so I don’t need to justify myself!Īt the time, I was subscribed to Markiplier, who is still one of the world’s biggest YouTubers and gamers. Of course, nowadays, many games are more like extended movies anyway, so there’s a lot story-wise to learn from and absorb. There is something fascinating about watching someone who is an expert take you through a game, especially if it’s a game you cannot get access to or have no intention of playing yourself. However, back in those days, I was really into gamers and “let’s play” videos. I still am, in some ways, but my taste in channels has shifted, and I no longer binge like I used to. When the letters stop and the door opens, we can choose where our liberty lies: in the hollow dead home presented us, or the hollow dead world without.Around 2014, I was an avid consumer of YouTube videos. Though they act out to please you, to assuage your loneliness, to console you with memorabilia of the world, they contribute to an environment that strips you of autonomy and covers its horrors through facile decadence and dependency on mind-numbing menial labour, epitomised through escapist entertainment. Their extensive efforts to validate your life grow increasingly intolerable and frustrate your inability to communicate with them. Such joy to be important, to be entreated, to be the centre of this new little world.Įach penpal already knows this in the gutters of their subconscious. Such fortune to be captive here and preserved from the chaos beyond, in these stable, familiar surroundings. Incarcerated by Money, your cell becomes a shield against the outside world its walls are your comfort, its locks your good luck. You come to learn 98% of the population has fallen to a plague, and, of course, you are arbitrarily everyone’s last hope. Your prison cell flourishes through their presents of artwork and furniture and videogames and a little bug friend, which together with the perpetuity of your imprisonment alters the space, making it familiar, cosy, homely. Though they begin to question your presence at the other end of the line, their letters flow regardless. They lavish you with their attention, sending gifts and postcards and gossip, while each relationship asks no effort from you in return-no reply, no reciprocated gift, no self-expression. Initially there’s not much to do but listen to the steady tik of your clock while post from your correspondents gradually flutters in. It’s tangible in Presentable Liberty, a game where you as a prisoner receive letters from your penpals. This emerges a fair bit in some overtly player-centric game design. There’s no time to consider the human cost of our purchases we must feast. I have to indict myself in this too, because we are a culture bred to consume simply in order to fulfil ideals of consumerism. As examples go, it is just one raindrop in a torrent. On Unity’s release, many folks were more interested in lamenting ‘patch culture’ than in calling for labour unionization, despite the clue being in the title. Both were regarded by the larger games press with all the detachment of a contented dilettante, unable to connect their subtext and inoperability with the working conditions that inspired the end result. This came in context of, among many things, the banjaxed atrocity that was Assassin’s Creed Unity, and its predecessor Assassin’s Creed IV Black Flag’s modern day setting of Abstergo Entertainment, alluding to Ubisoft as a soulless totalitarian videogame company. After four or three years of working I had to fight for an additional year to busk for the money I have now. “He said to me verbatim, ‘I know I sold my soul to the devil for a decent paycheque.’ I said to him, you know, I have no job stability and I had to fight tooth and nail to get a decent income. Speaking to Abnormal Mapping on the devastation capitalism wrecks on labourers forced to exist in its spaces, Lana Polansky says of a friend working in the games industry: You don’t have to have played it before reading on but it’s well worth your time. Spoilers for Presentable Liberty, a game by Wertpol. This piece is community funded – if you enjoyed this article and would like the header image for a wallpaper, please support my writing by visiting my Patreon and becoming a patron. ![]()
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