If I were attacked by a horde of zombies designed by Olly Moss, I’d let them eat me to become part of the beauty.

Back in the world of 1st gen Pokémon, a scrappy 12-year-old version of myself attended a tournament in a random mall somewhere. Psychic was virtually invincible back then, (no Ghost or Bug-type moves existed yet that could do any damage, and all Ghosts were half Poison, etc.) so every single match ended up in a…

There’s a Pop’n Music in here somewhere. Rhythm Games are dead, long live Rhythm Games.

One of those Alien-style extroverts.