A Game With An Identity Crisis
So this is game. At least I think it's a game. Actually maybe it's not a game. It depends how you define game I guess. Let's ask the Dictionary, shall we? Dictionary, what's a game?
1. a procedure or strategy for gaining an end
3. a physical or mental competition conducted according to rules with the
participants in direct opposition to each other
3. activity engaged in for diversion or amusement
So does one out of three count? Fly Guy is a "game" that has no rules, no competition, no goal, no winning or losing, no end, no point. At least not that I can tell. Yeah, it's really not a game. But it sure does provide diversion and/or amusement. Hours upon hours of mindless diversion and/or amusement. So you're this guy, see? In this black and white pixelated world, right? And you can like, fly and shit, get it? So when you're flying, sometimes you encounter a woman and you dance with her, sometimes you'll see a boxer with angel wings and he'll punch you, but nothing happens. Sometimes you'll get to a photocopier and make a photocopy and be well on your merry way. At other times you'll see a couch and sit down for a cup of tea and other times you'll meet a rock star alien and rock out on air guitar with him. And then you just keep going. And nothing happens. And there are geese. And there's oddly calming music. And nothing happens. Best. Game. Ever. I'm actually really good at it. Play (or don't) here.
Fly Guy hanging out, doing, you know, nothing.
Fly Guy rocking out on the air guitar.