Forgot to post these here. The remaining 3 videos from the demo day stream are up!
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Forgot to post these here. The remaining 3 videos from the demo day stream are up!
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Quando começo a demo de Replaced, a sensação é imediata: algo está profundamente errado com minha própria existência. Eu passo a controlar R.E.A.C.H., uma inteligência artificial que foi colocada dentro de um corpo humano contra sua vontade. A partir desse momento, minha jornada começa com uma mistura de curiosidade e estranheza, enquanto tento entender esse novo corpo e o mundo ao meu redor. Logo percebo que estou em uma cidade dominada por crime, decadência urbana e tecnologia, um cenário cyberpunk onde cada rua parece esconder uma história.
Assista ao vídeo: https://youtu.be/zeh_6u20rtQ
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I’ve been playing the Replaced demo for 5 seconds and I’m very impressed by this atmosphere. holy hell
This game is def giving Blade Runner vibes so far. I’m not a fan of platformers anymore really, but I think I’d be willing to try the full game
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I’ve been waiting for this game for years now. REPLACED is finally scheduled to drop in April 2026, but I had to jump in and play the demo to get ready for it. I’m looking forward to everything on the way based on this small taste of the game.
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REPLACED posticipato al 14 Aprile
Thunderful Games e lo sviluppatore Sad Cat Studios hanno posticipato il platform d'azione retro-futuristico di fantascienza REPLACED dalla data di uscita precedentemente prevista per il 12 Marzo al 14 Aprile.
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Hi Ms Donna, it’s nice to hear from you again. I remember some of our chats and trying to explain to you why I didn’t feel that the way I denied Tom was too extreme. I guess somehow I got into the mindset that the Vixskin was “him” and so it never felt to me that he was denied penetration… and Tom never really said anything about feeling denied that way, so I’ve just never really looked at it that way.
I am learning that a lot of men who fantasize about being locked up really have a hard time when their wives or partners take those denial fantasies seriously. Some men manage to live selflessly and to focus on giving their partner pleasure. I’m thankful that my husband is like this and has always been attentive and focused on making me satisfied.
Also I like that you realize that denying your husband privileges could be upsetting to him and are trying to keep your connection to him by unlocking him for regular orgasms. Even if they aren’t what he would prefer, the idea that you care enough to touch him that way lets him know that you still care about his pleasure. And I like to think that most of us want to give pleasure to our partners. It’s just that pleasure looks different for some of us.
Please let me know how your experiment with the gloves works out for you.
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Hi Tina! Thank you for sharing your story with me. It amazes me that just a few years ago I never even heard about marriages like mine, and now I’m hearing from all these women who are enjoying some aspect of this… locked or denied or “no penetration.” While I never considered what my husband and I do to be “No penetration,” I guess we really are… or at least I guess he is! 😅
You messaged me privately about this, but I’m just going to mention that I think what you’re feeling is perfectly normal. First, it’s normal to feel a little guilty at first about denying your husband, and especially in such an extreme way. We all have this expectation that there should be sex in our marriage, but I think that most women grow up thinking that sex just means penis, vagina, and intercourse. It sounds like you and your husband are having a lot of sex - just not the PIV kind… or at least not his P… and that you have a close relationship. In my opinion that already puts you ahead of most couples. A lot of the women that I have chatted with on here become more comfortable with this the longer it goes on.
And I think it’s also normal to have mixed feelings about enjoying his “replacement”… especially if it’s much larger than he is. You told me that it really caught you by surprise at how much you enjoyed it, and that you feel badly because you think your husband feels that he can’t measure up to that. You are right of course… I looked it up and the Cash is huge! Of course he can’t measure up to that. But when you think about it, it’s kind of like not being able to measure up to a vibrator… our husbands are not machines. You wouldn’t feel guilty that he couldn’t vibrate like a magic wand.
But I think it’s also important for the both of you to remember that it’s him using it. That’s what keeps me grounded in our relationship… my husband is wearing the Ranger for me, it’s his body, his touch, his smell, his moaning. And I know in my heart that what he really, really wants is to give me the most pleasure possible… so even though he knows that the Ranger is bigger, he just mentally deals with it because he knows that it’s what I want. I do not want my husband to feel demeaned or humiliated, I want him to feel strong and capable and appreciated that he is making that kind of sacrifice for me.
I think that your husband maybe didn’t quite imagine the effect that your new “boyfriend” would have (men usually don’t think with their big brains about this kind of stuff), and is suddenly being faced with what the future of your… or at least his… sex life would look like in the future and it’s freaking him out. It’s okay, though… this is new for both of you. And you don’t have to make a decision right now to make this a “no penetration” marriage. In fact, you’re in charge so you can change your mind whenever you want. Obviously you will need to talk things over with him, but from what you’ve told me he sounds like he wants to be a good husband for you and would go along with what you want.
Thank you again for writing it all out, and I wish you the best of luck with this. Please let me know how you are doing.
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Family
I finally finished another short horror story:))
I’m getting closer and closer to 100!
This one is 94!
Word count: 738
TW: Family drama (like pretty damn dark) and some depressing stuff.
[[MORE]]I’ve finally made up my mind.
I will bring it up during dinner, even if it will kill me. I need to.
A cold anxiety crawls up as mother and father have finished making food together.
Together with my sister they ready the table and I try to help, though stumbling and almost dropping some of the plates.
Mother takes them from me: “Please let me do this dear.” She smiles and pets my head gently.
Her smile hides something uncanny, my mother never smiled like that.
But at least I know the truth now.
Sister helps me sit down: “Is everything alright, brother?”
I nod and thank her.
She never used to be this kind and never called me ‘brother’, instead just by my name or a slur.
The others sit down as well and my mother takes off the lid of the pan, causing steam to rise up from the ceiling.
I remember when our new neighbour came by, whispering loudly to her husband that we were such a perfect family.
She’s still very new and hasn’t seen or heard what it was like before at all.
“Son?” Father asks in a kind tone: “Next month is your birthday, have you already thought about what you wanted to have?”
I didn’t expect that question: “Ah… um…” I can’t seem to be able to form words.
Just what should I answer at that?
“Take your time dear, If you don’t know, it’s okay.” Mother smiles while offering me a piece of meat.
I give her a thankful nod and take a moment to think.
“I think I want to go somewhere together… if that’s okay.”
“Of course it is okay, but aren’t there any other things you would like as well? A new game console or-“
I shake my head: “No father, I prefer to just go somewhere together. I don’t really care about presents.”
Sister laughs: “Since when did you get this wise?”
The laugh isn’t really the type that could come out of a human’s body.
I know.
It was a strange night when they arrived.
There were lights, running and other noises I couldn’t place.
Not knowing what else to do I just hid, it was only the next morning when I noticed that my family had been replaced.
No one seems to have caught on, except for me and the local dogs.
They don’t do anything but bark at the imposters.
They just aren’t them.
My sister was always on my case about everything, waltzing in my room whenever she felt like it.
My mother used to yell at me to get out of my room.
And my father? He was always absent even when he was home.
“Mother?” I look at her: “Father? Sister?” I look at them all one at a time.
If I mess this up I might die.
“Would you mind listening to what I have to say for a bit?”
I can feel my heart beat against my rib cage in a rapid speed as if it wants to kill me right here right now.
Today I went down to the basement.
The door was locked, something it only was whenever I was put there in time-out.
I looked through the small window and there I saw them…
My real, biological family, in their complete imperfection.
They had been put in the prison they had built for me.
Luckily they didn’t notice me.
My sister caused me to be bullied at school.
My mother was done with me being a nuisance and started making a plan to discipline me better.
My father helped my mother with this plan and made the basement ready for it.
The imposters…
The real reason I noticed that that’s what they are was when they didn’t come into my room.
There was no yelling that morning, when I finally gathered the courage to go down the stairs. Their eyes rested on me, but didn’t look scornful and they tried nothing to make me change my habits.
Thanks to them, though very slowly, I’ve started to feel ready to go outside again.
Perhaps… I might even go to school again.
There’s a strange expression on the faces of the creatures around the table. There’s a hint of surprise and a strange, yet frightening worry.
Mother is the first to speak up: “Of course dear, you can tell us anything.” Her tone is one of a warmth that my real mother never used.
Father and sister nod in agreement.
I swallow hard, then finally choose my words very carefully: “I know what’s in the basement.”
Then I burst into tears: “Please don’t leave me behind! I will do anything to help you fit in, I swear!”
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Report, result, goals with Ronaldo replaced
Cristiano Ronaldo set up Portugal teammate Joao Felix’s goal before being substituted at half-time as Al-Nassr thrashed Al-Zawraa in the AFC Cup in Riyadh.
Former Bayern Munich winger Kingsley Coman collected Angelo’s pass to slot Al-Nassr in front in the 12th minute before Wesley doubled the Saudi Pro League leaders’ advantage by firing in from a corner seven minutes later.
Abdulelah Al Amri…
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えっ！？まじかー！発売すんのかー！！ by小夏
いや…この手のものって結局発売されないパターン多いじゃん？ 勝手なイメージでごめん…
気になるのは自由度とボリュームかな～🤔💭
もちろんウィッシュリストに入ってる。
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The San Francisco Fire Department replaced leather helmets with plastic ones on December 15, 1969.