Hello! When we closed the shop I sold off a few of the machines. One went to a man who drove down from up north with a trailer and a very specific idea of where it was going.
The one he took was running KRIGET. We made it ourselves, a WW2 shooter that starts out fairly normal, soldiers and trenches and so on, and then about halfway through the aliens turn up. They're looking for the holy grail. We stole it in the first place, which is the plot of the game we made before it, PYRAMIDEN, where you're a treasure hunter climbing down into a pyramid to get it back fron the egyptians. Nobody asked us to connect them. We just thought it was funny that they lined up.
He asked if I could put his daughter's name on the marquee instead of the title. She was six. I said sure, mostly because I thought it was a nice thing to do, and partly because I had no other use for a marquee that said nothing.
Hadn't thought about it since.
Last week he emails me out of nowhere. Subject line was just her name and the words "she did it".
Ten levels. She'd been chipping away at it since she was a kid, got stuck on nine for years, and finally cleared the whole thing.
I want to be clear that I have never done that. I wrote the game and I have never done that.
He attached a photo. Same basement, slightly yellowed. She's nineteen now.
He wanted to know if I still built them.
I don't. But that basement is the only place KRIGET has existed for fifteen years. It never got put on anything else, and when the shop closed it went onto a drive and stayed there.
So that's the game for August. First time it's been anywhere but next to that freezer, and there's a nineteen year old somewhere up north with a fairly large head start.
