I feel like RUNE from Gila Games would be a good bridge game for this sort of player.

Defy the Gods just hit its next stretch goal! We're getting an adventure seed by the excellent @sebastianyue.bsky.social! A dead god calls on you to let them live again—an invitation full of promise but leading to devastating choices. I can't wait!

hell yeah! get STRONK!

Day 3.7: By the time I get back across the bridge, the lab & the bridge're already showin the signs of overgrowth I'm used to seein in the green.

It's a straight shot to Exfil, here's hopin my becon'll get my ride to me in a timely fashion.

Day 3.6: I feel tension buildin in the air, & I get to moving. Dips, ducks, dives, & dodges get me to the building. The lab's pristine, empty, & abandoned. Getting the singularity off the mount on the roof is a pain, but not as dangerous as crossin the moat was.

Day 3.5: I settle on rigging the antennae of my useless radio near the charred circle. I set that sucker to wavin back & force across the charred space as I dive across a little ways away.

The thunder's instantaneous & deafening at this distance but I stand on the other side, whole & unbothered.

Day 3.4: There's a singularity in there. I know it. &, If I can get it out? The prize'll be all mine. No squad to split the proceeds.

I look at the trees, wishing I still had that stick of TNT & det cord to pull one down as a bridge.

Day 3.3: 'Cross the bridge there's almost a moat of charred vegetation surroundin the pristine buildin.

I hunker & watch for a bit. A tree limb blows over of the charred line & catches a lightning bolt the second it does.

Day 3.2: I can see the lab I was s'posed to check out, & I waffle. I was supposed to have a SQUAD with me to do this shit. If ya find yourself solo you're just supposed to head straight to Exfil.

It's right HERE tho. Looking untouched by the creeping green.

There's GOTTA be somethin worthy there

Day 3.1: The steamy hell that is rain in a hot AF jungle greets me when I wake again. Tell me why the dreams of that fine boy feel more real than the midnight encounter with that elephant?

As I make my way downriver, I find a bridge without the overgrowth most structures in the Hellgreen have

Day 2.6: I set my gun down. A submachine gun ain't gonna do SHIT to an elephant but make 'em mad. I'm better off stayin quiet & hopin they don't take issue w/ my bein in their jungle.

Day 2.5: The crashing of brush in the night wakes me dreams about a cute boy I ain't met yet. I get out of this tour? I'll find him & take him from whatever plainer version of me is in that photo.

I ready my MP5 to take on whatever monstrosity is causing the racket only to see a solitary elephant

Day 2.4: I decide to follow the river until I can find a better place to cross. The rain doesn't stop when I decide it's time to camp for the night.

Day 2.3: Couldn't tell ya why I put that in my pocket.

Not long after, I find a river I gotta cross. My first attempt is a disaster, & the TNT I was s'posed to hand off to the squad sapper washed out of my bag between when I started my crossing attempt & when I fished myself out downstream. Fuck.

Day 2.2: Not far in, I find an abandoned NANCo issue bag. After checking to make sure LibFro fuckers ain't trapped bait, I grab the contents. The Ration & the Bowie knife go in my pocket. The photo of the couple? A cute boy and a girl who looks like me before I signed onto this shit job?

Day 2.1: I woke up to the patter of rain on my makeshift poncho tent. Today I wouldn't have to deal with boob sweat or swamp ass, but I would have to worry about changing my socks every 2 klicks to keep from gettin trench foot.

The bamboo forest gave way to dense undergrowth.