v0.1.6-beta

Pre-release. The next version is 1.0.

The stool hath learned to wander. There is no grid, nor any four-way prison: hold left, hold right, and the lead end turns upon the whole compass. The body follows as a chain of lumps, lit in three dimensions, cracked and clumped as nature would have it — not a cartoon serpent with eyes, but a piece of poo that has somewhere to be.

The cabinet is landscape now, a handheld built for a laptop’s horizon. The farts are of the flesh. The theme has a spine, and knows when to duck.

Play: https://breakdown444.github.io/GrokShitSnake/
Frozen: https://breakdown444.github.io/GrokShitSnake/play/0.1.6-beta/

v0.1.5

Death found its tongue, and spoke where a player actually looks. YOU SUCK sits in the subtitle, plain as a gravestone, with the score beside it.

Play: https://breakdown444.github.io/GrokShitSnake/play/0.1.5/

v0.1.4

The same curse, nailed to the overlay, that the fallen might read their fortune before they rose again.

Play: https://breakdown444.github.io/GrokShitSnake/play/0.1.4/

v0.1.3

A flash of YOU SUCK was promised upon the glass. The glass was unmoved. Preserved here as a noble failure.

Play: https://breakdown444.github.io/GrokShitSnake/play/0.1.3/

v0.1.2

Steam rose from the coil. The cabinet found a voice: a thin looping air, and farts as a 1985 computer might dream them. We kept the build. We have since begged its pardon.

Play: https://breakdown444.github.io/GrokShitSnake/play/0.1.2/

v0.1.1

The worm put on flesh. The field grew to fifty cells a side. Stains marked where the body had been. It was no longer a green arcade snake.

Play: https://breakdown444.github.io/GrokShitSnake/play/0.1.1/

v0.1.0

The first coil. A green worm of squares upon a twenty-by-twenty field, four-way pad, red pellet, walls that kill. As our fathers knew Snake: humble, honest, and unashamed of being a rectangle.

Play: https://breakdown444.github.io/GrokShitSnake/play/0.1/