(TiTS Update: A WIP document for an enemy from the next tutorial dungeon is posted on Patreon. Wrote ~2000 words to finish a tit-fuck scene and some combat texts.)
Last week, I spoke about taking a week off to play Cyberpunk, intending to get some work done on the side. Typically, after four or five hours of a game, I’ll need a break. Instead, I played over 70 hours of Cyberpunk in a week. The game hooked me and hooked me hard, sequestering my brain inside my monitor for the duration. I don’t think I truly came up for air until after rushing for the ending over the last two days, but I’m coming back on the clock as I write this.
Now I can talk about it. I know the rest of the internet has been slinging their two cents every which way since before the game’s official release – metastasizing into a ball of virulent hate as gamers across the world dogpiled on to add their own particularly brands of grievance to the mass. I have a more positive take. Don’t get me wrong; there are a lot of legitimate issues that are worth complaining about: PS4/Xbone performance and review scummery in particular, but the game’s qualities are hardly all negative.