The sushi is lined up. The clock already started without you.
A timeless logic puzzle. Read the numbers, mark the mines, and clear the board.
A deliciously addictive arcade blast! Pop through screen edges and squash monsters before time runs out.
A lost ship. A vector-drawn galaxy. Unlock the next door—or die trying.
Just one more merge. That is what you said last time.
Hell has stairs. Your only job is to keep taking them.
Pixel-perfect jumps. One slip, and the stage keeps the change.
Paws on the loot. Don't get caught. That's the whole job.
Your ship is a junkyard with guns. The machines want it anyway.
Two blobs. One ball. Dignity is optional.
A dead rock. A few clicks. Suddenly there is weather.
One pipe facing the wrong way and the whole town stays dry.
Train a pigeon. Punch above its weight. Meet god. (Also a pigeon.)
Three in a row. That is the entire job, and the entire habit.
You're a square in space. The universe still wants you dead.