Control Freak
I once visited a level, years back, where I met a man named Claude. Claude, a kindly, gentle man by all accounts, was a community man - a man of the people. He loved to arrange and put on community
Breeze
A man who lived on his own lit a candle one day. He took the last match in the pack, struck it against the ignition patch, and lit the wick. This was the last match he had, and he knew it
False Prophet
There are many who claim to be the saviours of Arcadia. Some of them want to save the whole god damn place. Some of them want to save their own level. Some just want to save their family. Each of these who
Forged
I've always found the forgin' of metal to be such an interestin' process. The blacksmith takes the iron as it comes, heats it up nice and hot in the forge, and then applies force by the way of a hammer,
Model
The model catches the eye of the audience with their beauty, entrancin' them to believe in the world they portray. There are many that would say the model is the ultimate bein', adored people from all levels of Arcadia, but what
ACAB
I ain't never met a policeman with a good heart. The thing about the police is they're great actors. They pretend that they're in this for the community - they're doin' their job to protect us out of the goodness of
Inferno
On a warm and bright summer's day, two children played in the tall grass. Hide and seek, tag, all of the usual games. After their games, they dumped all of their toys, includin' a detectives play set down on the
Memory
As human beings with consciousness, one thing we all have in common is these brains of ours, and the memories they store within 'em. But what we don't have in common is which memories are stored and how they're stored. Sometimes
Art Gallery
A blank canvas is nothin' but boundless potential, and a piece of art is just the limit we place on that canvas. Art has always been subjective, because it's hard to quantify art. What is art? What makes good art? What if
Riptide
It's far too easy to carry around the burdens of life. I see it happen all the time. I see people, laden with their past, struggling to continue. A man I once met up on level designation 82 told me that